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Beta by MoltenCrystal, Slothful, and Old Man of The Mountain
Chapter 5: A Date with Venus
It has been two weeks since I summoned Uzaki; since then, I have done nothing but draw manga, tutor Sakura, and later on, Ichigo, go to classes, shop for some outfits for Uzaki's new role, go on some patrols with Minako, and enjoy waking up in the morning to a morning blowjob by my new maid. However, it would be a lie if I said everything was okay.
Bringing Uzaki into my apartment had caused my food bill to go up, and sure, while I don't need to eat, it doesn't mean I stopped liking it. And I may have gone overbroad with the outfits. I blame the sex appeal that Uzaki has. It forced me to buy her more outfits! Why stop at a maid outfit when I can have her dress as a Playboy Bunny?
I'm starting to think I'm irresponsible with money.
Thankfully, I have a solution to my problem, and it's all thanks to the memories I gained from the punks from the park.
"Call." I toss my last couple of chips into the evergrowing pile in the center.
And to think there was an illegal gambling casino a stone's throw away from my apartment.
"Sorry to clean you out, but that's just the name of the gam-" The old, fat man confidently said before stumbling on his words, revealing a hand that even a blind man wouldn't play with. I had to hold back a chuckle as I scope up several hundred million yen in chips to my side of the table. I'm starting to appreciate Incubus's ability to create illusions.
I lean back in my seat, enjoying the frustration on the older man's face as I take a sip of my bourbon. Go ahead and call me out for cheating. I would love to see how you explain your flush hand turning into an eight-high and that I'm the one responsible. After a while, the older man decided to do the first smart thing since sitting at this table. He stopped glaring holes into me, got up, and left the table. I guess it's time for me to head out myself. There are other games that I can play, but I don't want the house to think I'm cheating. They wouldn't care if some guy gets scammed out of his money, but it is another thing when you try scamming them.
Besides, I already planned to clear out the casino regardless, so there is no reason to rush things. I cash out my chips and step out of the secret basement that houses the casino, head up the stairs, give the elderly bookstore owner a friendly wave goodbye, and step out to beaming rays of light from the sun.
Now that the issue with my finances has been taken care of. I start wondering what I should do with the rest of my day. I'm not going to draw manga today. You can only draw manga so much before you start getting sick of it.
I remember I promised Minako a date, and I did earn a ton of cash, so now is as good of a time as any. It is weird to step into a pay phone, but it is part of the time. I also made a note to start building smartphones because I can't stand using these fossils. I put in the five hundred yen and dail up Minako's landline.
"Hello?" Minako's voice rings out from the receiver, sounding sleepy.
"Hey, Minako. It's me. Hope I didn't call you at a bad time." I said, glancing at my watch. It is well past ten, so Minako shouldn't be sleepy. But then again, she is human, a human that can fire laserbeams from her finger, but human all the same. The nightly patrols must be affecting her, or Minako isn't a morning person. I certainly wasn't when I was her age.
"No. I just got out of bed and was about to make some breakfast, and I might watch some TV. Did something happen? Are we finally going to meet Sailor Moon?" Minako asks, her sleepy tone fading away in favor of a more serious one.
"No. It isn't anything like that. But we should meet up with Sailor Moon soon since she should have gotten used to her role as a Sailor Scout." I said. The real reason why I didn't rush to meet Usagi was that I wanted to have time to lay out the foundation for conquering Minako's heart. "I was wondering if you have anything planned for today because I believe I owe a certain beautiful girl a date."
"Oh~? Do I know this girl~?" Minako's voice takes on a teasing tone, but I can sense Minako blushing on the other end of the line.
"Maybe," I said in a playful tone. "Are you free today?"
"I am. I need to get ready. I'm looking forward to the date. I'm going to take a shower now~" Minako said in a sultry tone before she hung up.
After hanging the receiver, I left the phone booth, ducked into a nearby alleyway, and changed (or equipped my case) into a better outfit. I went into the casino poorly dressed to make people think that I was an easy target, and it worked, but you can't go on a date wearing stained sweats.
I also have some flowers in my inventory. I stole them because I remember Skyrim's potions using flowers, so I figured I should grab some. Besides, it was convenient at the time as it was next to the clothing store I stole from. Wait. A flower shop next to a clothing store. Why does that sound familiar?
…
Did I seriously steal from Tsubomi and Erika's family stores? I never checked to see who owned the shops I stole from because I didn't care. I was too busy focusing on the potential loot.
…
Oh well, I will just make it up to them when I add them to my harem. But for now, I have a date to get ready for. I may not know all of Minako's likes and dislikes, but I do like to believe I know enough to plan a date. You can't go wrong with the classic 'movie and dinner' plan.
I decided to walk to Minako's apartment as I have been flying too much lately. Sure, flying is faster, but you miss out on some new sights, like the new Italian restaurant that seems perfect for my and Minako's date. Plus, there have been rumors of a flying man, so I should probably tone it down on the air travel.
I knock on Minako's front door, holding a bouquet of yellow roses. It's a bit cheesy. But I'm confident she will love them. Yellow compliments orange, and her Sailor Scout uniform has orange for her skirt and ribbon. She even has an attack that uses yellow roses. The door opens with Minako greeting with a bright smile. She is wearing a pink shirt with a white jacket and a pair of jeans, her hair still slightly damp from her shower.
"These are for you," I said, handing Minako the bouquet.
"Thank you!~" Minako takes the flowers, giving the flowers a quick snuff. "Let me put these in water, and I'll be ready. How about you come in?" Minako offers, which I accept.
As I follow Minako into her apartment, my eyes draw to her ass. And it would seem that Minako noticed my gaze as she was swaging her hips. It's good to see that all the work I'm putting into Minako is starting to pay off. Maybe during our date, I should see how far Minako will let me go.
After Minako put the flowers into a vase, she got her purse and grabbed my hand. "So… Where is the first stop for the night?" Minako asks.
"There is a new Italian place nearby that looks good," I suggested.
"That sounds good, but are sure you can eat there considering…" Minako trails off, making me chuckle.
"Nah. Garlic doesn't do anything harmful to me. I did have trouble around it when I first turned, but it was more of the smell of garlic than anything. But now I'm used to it. Though thank you for the concern." I said, leaning down and kissing Minako on the cheek.
A blush spread on Minako's face before kissing my cheek, sticking her tongue out at me in a cute yet bashful way.
"So, tell me about yourself, Shin. What do you do when you are not Golden Mask?" Minako asks in a teasing tone as I groan. The Golden Mask is the name coined by the public that caught glimpses of me when I go on patrol. I suppose they could have called me something worse.
"Nothing too special. I go to college, write and publish some short stories, and tutor some of our friends. I have been drawing some manga lately. Maybe a little training here and there. But outside of that, nothing much." I said. The best part is I'm not even lying. My yakuza hunts are nothing more than me testing out my powers.
"Ugh. Don't remind me about school. I had to take a retest last week because I failed. It sucks that protecting the world from energy-draining monsters doesn't excuse me from school work and tests." Minako groans.
"Maybe I can squeeze a tutor session for you between Sakura and Ichigo's." I tease.
Speaking of Ichigo, just like Minako, I have been making good progress with her, but unlike Minako, Ichigo has been a bit more forward.
She isn't anything too extreme, just Ichigo sitting next to me with the occasional resting on my shoulder when I explain things. But the fact that she is comfortable enough to make physical contact is a good sign for me to take the next step to claim Ichigo.
Then there is Ichigo's mother. While I could just ignore her and force all my attention on Ichigo, I wanted her for my harem. Why do I want her? Sakura (I hate how common that name is at times) is an average human. She isn't a magical girl like her daughter is. She is a housewife and Ichigo's mother. That is it. But I still remember how she looked in that red baby doll lingerie. She has an impressive ass for someone reaching close to forty.
There is also the fact that a mother-daughter threesome is a classic.
So I made a simple plan. Give Sakura more wet dreams and make Shintaro's life as terrible as possible. Why am I doing this to a man when I'm planning on stealing his wife and daughter? Because I want to. I don't need some complex reason for my actions.
Back to the plan, I have been using my Incubus powers to prevent Shintaro from getting any sleep. One night without sleep is rough on a person, but nearly two weeks without changes people. Shintaro gets angry over even the most minor things at home, causing him and Sakura to fight. His lack of sleep is even starting to affect his work. He is either falling asleep at his work desk or being yelled at by his boss for making countless mistakes, forcing the man to stay until dark to correct his work.
So we have a lonely and horny housewife who is getting hornier by the day without her husband to help her satisfy her urges. Though with how heated their arguments have been, I doubt she would ask for his help anyway.
So far, the planning has been working well. At first, Sakura would jump if our hands brushed, but now she let her hand linger a little too long, or she would push her ass against my crouch whenever I stood behind her when she needed help reaching something. I'm not sure if she was doing that consciously or not. But the fact remains Sakura is slowly falling into my web.
You just have to love horny housewives.
But enough about past events, I'm on a date with a pretty blonde.
"Since we're asking each other questions, how about you tell me why you want to become an idol? I hear that being an idol is pretty tough." I said. Japan's idol culture sounds like a nightmare to anybody outside of Japan.
"Honestly, it is so I can transition to an actress later. I have wanted to be on the big screen since I was a kid. I just figured that being an idol would help me get the skills and connections I need to make a career in the industry. But so far, all I have for all my hard work is a couple of loyal fans and some tapes that haven't sold in the triple digits." Minako sighs.
"I'm certain that you will make it." I encourage. Minako is pretty, and she did get selected for a modeling program, so she has the potential.
Minako brightens up, giving me another kiss on the cheek as she takes my hand into hers. "Thanks, Shin. That means a lot." Minako said with a slight blush. "You don't know how much it means to have someone support your dreams. My mother always yells at me whenever I mention being an idol or actress. She always tells me that I would be better off trying to increase my grades, get into a good high school and college, getting a nice office job, and then marry a man with a good income." Minako's tone gets more heated as she rattles off. I give her hand a light squeeze, snapping her out of her rant. "Sorry… This is a date. I shouldn't be telling you about my issues." Minako said in an ashamed tone.
"It's fine. I said I wanted to know about you. I'm happy you trust me enough to tell me something so personal." I said, drawing a small smile from Minako.
"Thank you, Shin. You're a pretty good guy." Minako said with a blush.
I wonder if she would still think that if she knew how high my body count is.
"But enough about all the depressing stuff! Let's enjoy ourselves!" Minako cheers, dragging me along with her.
The date, while short, was fun. A simple Italian dinner with me having a pasta dish with a pesto sauce and Minako having the seafood risotto. After dinner, we saw a movie, which was a romantic comedy that Minako had been wanting to see. The movie we saw was boring, but I've been a big fan of romance movies. I'm more of a sci-fi guy. But I did notice how the movie Minako picked was about an older male teacher and his female student falling in love and having a forbidden romance. Could I be reading too much into it? Maybe. Minako has been saying she wanted to see the movie for weeks. Then we decided to do some light shopping.
Minako was probably more happy to have no spending limit than anything, but I got a private fashion show, and Minako picked out a couple of outfits for me, so it wasn't all bad.
After we finished shopping, we decided to call it a night as it was getting pretty late. I walk Minako to her apartment, carrying dozens of bags filled with clothes, most of them Minako's. Minako let me, and I put her bags on the kitchen table. As I place the last of the bags down, I feel Minako wrap her arms around me, pressing her budding breasts against my back.
"Thank you for today, Shin. It was nice not to worry about being a Sailor Scout, finding the Moon Princess, or fighting any Youmas." Minako said. "I had forgotten how much fun it was to spend the day doing whatever you want without a care."
I spin to face Minako, whose eyes take a somber tone. "You said you were happy with me unloading personal stuff, right?" I give her a simple 'yes'. "When I became Venus for the first time, I gained the memories of my past life. Back when I was the princess of the planet Venus, Aphrodite."
Wait, what?
Minako chuckled at my confused expression. "Seems that knowledge of the Moon Kingdom got mixed with myths and legends over the years. Do you know The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter? The story was supposed to tell the history of the Moon Kingdom, but over time, details of the original story changed into what it is today."
"I did wonder how a girl born from a stack of bamboo resulted in her being a princess from the moon." I let out a dry laugh. I wonder what other mythical figures are based on the original Sailor Scouts and the Moon and Earth Kingdoms. "But why are you telling me this?"
Minako's joyful expression took a more somber one. "Because I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I will no longer be Aino Minako, and I stop being me."
Ah. I remember Usagi having that fear in the Crystal reboot, but it was a one-off scene, and we never mentioned it again. It makes sense that the other Scouts have that fear. The idea of your sense of self slowly fading and someone else replacing you and taking control of your body is a human fear.
I embrace Minako in a hug. "I understand. Remember, I'm in the same boat as you." I said. While I did lie about being part of the Earth Kingdom, I have two sets of memories, one from my original life and Shinku's, so I can relate to what Minako is experiencing to some degree.
Minako's eyes widen before her lips form a gentle smile. "You're right. You were also reincarnated by Queen Serenity and the Sliver Crystal after the Dark Kingdom's attack, just like me and the others."
"Yeah. Just know that you're not dealing with this alone. You have the other Sailor Scouts. And you have me." I said passionately.
Minako's face turns bright red as she flashes me a beautiful smile. "You're right, Shin. I do have you." Minako said, capturing my lips in a gentle kiss.
The innocent kiss quickly turns less innocent as Minako slips her tongue into my mouth. Not that I'm complaining.
As the kiss deepens, I begin playing with Minako's firm bottom. I guess all that patrolling Minako had done was good for something. And it would appear that Minako doesn't seem to mind me playing with her butt as she presses herself against me.
Minako breaks the kiss and leans towards my ear. "Someone is a little handsy~" Minako whispers.
"Blame the fact you have such an incredible ass," I said matter-of-factly. Minako giggles and calls me a perv before resuming the kiss.
Sadly, as quickly as the kiss started, it ended just as quickly.
"Sorry, Shin, but that is all you're getting for tonight~" Minako said teasingly. "I'm a one-date kind of girl. But I might be a bit more open-minded on the second date."
This little mink. I let out a small chuckle. "I guess I better start planning then." We wished each other a good night, and I left Minako's apartment. While it is good that I have taken a massive step towards winning Minako's heart, I'm stuck with an annoying problem.
I'm hard as a rock.
Well, I have a maid that can take care of that problem.
{Uzaki's P.O.V.}
As I finish setting the table, a part of me wants to laugh at my situation. If I wasn't wearing a skimpy maid uniform, I might look like a young housewife preparing to welcome her husband who just came home from work and not her capturer who plans to rape her any day now. I even have a bath ready.
"I'm back." my capturer calls out. I walk towards the entrance, the person who has been making my life hell hanging up his jacket.
"Welcome home, sir," I said with a bow. He told me I must greet him whenever he returns home, or he would punish me. I thought he was joking when he said that, but then he forced me to crawl through the park like a dog, collar around my neck, a dog-eared headband, and a tail buttplug up my ass.
"Dinner is ready. The is also fil-"
My voice cuts off as the noise of tearing fabric takes its place, feeling my breasts free from the confines of the tight shirt.
I would have screamed, but as soon as I opened my mouth, the monster silenced me by capturing my lips. It wasn't the first time this monster had kissed me since coming here, but it never got easier. Each kiss reminds me that this is my life and that I will never see my family or senpai again. But there is nothing I can do. All I can do is go limp and wait for him to be satisfied unless he demands that I use my mouth and breasts to… relieve him.
He breaks the kiss and stares at me, giving me a silent order I have become familiar with. I drop to my knees and undone his pants, pulling them and his boxers down to free the hardened member. I give the head a few licks before running my tongue along the shaft, making sure the cock is nice and wet before taking the head into my mouth, lightly bobbing my head as I stare up at him.
I feel the monster's hand on my head, signaling me to take more into my throat and to go faster. I speed up my bobbing, taking more of the cock into my throat, bottling my disgust. I hate deepthroating. It is painful and hard to breathe, and I hate the smell and taste.
"You certainly improved from when you started." the monster said smugly. I didn't get better because I wanted to…
He grips the sides of my head, forcing his cock down my throat, down to the base. His thrusts became fierce as I struggled to remain conscious of the lack of air, treating me as if I was nothing more than a sex toy for his pleasure. It is almost over. Just bear it for a little longer. I can rest after he cums.
He shoved his cock as deeply as he could, cumming into my stomach as the disgusting slimy feeling down my throat. I don't know how someone cums so much as he still filled my mouth with his sticky seed, tasting the hot, bitter cum. I swallow the cum, opening my mouth to reveal that I drink every last drop. At least it is over now.
"Uwah!" I scream out as I'm lifted and thrown over the monster's shoulder like a bag of potatoes. What is going on now?! He usually demands a titjob after I suck him off, so what is he doing now?!
A feeling of dread forms in my stomach as I quickly realize where he is carrying me. He is heading for his bedroom. He opens the door with his free hand and casually tosses me onto the bed. My heart begins to pound in my chest as I stare at the monster removing his shirt. Should I try to run? Can I escape despite how strong and fast he is? But even if I do escape, what next? I have no paperwork proving that I'm a Japanese citizen. I don't even have a birth certificate,
"W-What are you doing?" I managed to get out. I already have an idea of what he wants, but a part of me hopes that he isn't going rape me.
The monster chuckles. "I went on a date today," What kind of person would go on a date with a monster rapist? "And my date thought it would be cute to leave me hanging after getting me hard. While I could settle for some of our usual fun, I realize I'm starting to grow a little tired of nothing but blow and titjobs." the monster grabs my skirt, tearing it off with my panties, leaving me naked. I close my eyes, knowing what will happen next, but nothing happens. I creak open an eye, seeing the monster grinning, enjoying my fear. The monster lets out a small chuckle, "Sure, I can just have my fun, but you will just be like a dead fish in bed, and that would be boring. And you have followed my orders pretty well since I summoned you, so I think a reward is in order. Pick. Ass or pussy."
"W-Wha.."
"You have to the count of five to decide. One." What?!
I-I don't want either!
"Two."
A-Anal hurts, right? S-So I shouldn't do anal!
"Three."
B-But I don't want him to take my virginity! I was saving that for sen-
"Four."
I don't want thi-
"Fiv-"
"MY ASS!" I yell. I-I just can't let him have my virginity… I just can't.
"Ass it is." Shin casually said, forcing my face into a pillow as he raised my hips. I feel something wet press against my asshole. "Relax. I need to get you ready, or else I might tear something."
That sounds scarier than it should be, but again, he has super strength, so Shin saying he might tear something is a real possibility.
I took a deep breath, gripping the blanket as what I assumed to be Shin's tongue entered my bottom. I hate this. I hate this wet feeling in my butt. I hate how he is playing with my ass as he prepares me. And I hate how I'm starting to have a hot feeling form in the pit of my stomach. I don't want to feel good. I don't want to enjoy this situation.
But my body doesn't care about my feelings. I bite my lip both to hold back a moan and out of frustration of feeling myself become wet. But I couldn't contain my moans when Shin forced a finger into my slightly loosened asshole.
"Oh my, are you feeling good from this Uzaki~? I wonder how your family would react to seeing you like this? How about your dear senpai~? How would he feel seeing his cute underclassman getting off from being anally violated by a monster?" Shin cruelly teases. My face starts to burn from the feeling of embarrassment and shame.
"I-I don't feel good~" Another moan slips out. "Nobody would feel good from something like this!"
"Don't lie. Look how wet you are~" Shin said, feeling him shove two fingers into my pussy. "You're practically gashing." Shin cruelly laughs.
Why can't he be quiet as he rapes me?
The fingers inside my butt and pussy were removed, letting a sigh out of relief (It wasn't a sigh of disappointment. I do not want to cum. Especially like this or from him.) I feel his hands grab my hips as something pushes against my asshole, slowly forcing itself inside. I grip the sheet as I gasp for breath, having trouble breathing.
"I told you to relax. I barely got the head in." Shin sighs in annoyance. Easy for you to say. You don't have a massive cock going into your ass! How am I supposed to relax when it feels like my ass is on fire?! "I guess I will have to help you." He said, shoving two fingers into my pussy. "Focus on what feels good." Shin whispers in my ear, kissing my neck as his other hand cups my breast.
A small moan escapes my lips. The burning sensation from my ass begins to lessen as the pleasure from my breast and pussy. I hate how Shin knows my weak spots, but I'm a little grateful that he is at least trying to dull the pain.
I feel Shin's cock begin to move deeper inside me. The stinging feeling is still there, but I'm also starting to feel something else. Great. I'm starting to feel good from my ass despite being my first time.
Shin pulls out his fingers from my pussy, cupping my other breast as his thrust becomes faster. As Shin's thrusts become wilder, so do my moans. It is mortifying that I'm feeling good from being anally raped, but I can't help myself as I move my hips to meet Shin's thrusts.
"Look at you. Moaning as if you are like a bitch in heat." Shin said, slapping my ass. It hurts, but for some reason, it also felt good~. "What am I saying? You are a bitch in heat."
"I-I'm not~!" I moan out, feeling myself cum a little.
"How else would you explain it? You're moaning like a street whore with a cock up your ass~! And this is your first time taking it up the ass~! Only true whores feel great when they lose their anal virginity!" Shin cruelly laughs. And the worst part. I'm enjoying the mockery. With every cruel remark, my body grows hotter and more sensitive. "You are the perfect masochistic slave, Hana~." Shin roughly plays with my breasts, calling me by my first name since coming here. Why did my heart skip a beat? It must be because of the sex! Nothing else!
Shin slams his hips hard against my bottom, flooding my insides with his hot cum, causing me to cum myself. "AHH~!" I let my loudest moan, raising my head high before falling flat on the bed, trying to catch my breath. That… was intense.
"That was fun. Now for the front side."
…What?
Before I can say anything, Shin rolls me over and spreads my legs, placing his semen-covered cock in front of my pussy, already trying to spread my lips apart.
"W-Wait!" I yell. "You said I picked which hole you fuck, and you would the other one alone!"
"Yeah. I let you pick, but I never said anything about leaving the other hole alone." Shin said. My blood runs cold because what he is saying is true. He never did say he would be content with just anal. "Enough talking, it's time for fucking." Shin said, shoving his cock into me. "With how wet you are, I doubt you will feel any pain."
I can't let him shove his cock into me. Especially when his penis is coated with semen like that! I could get pregnant! And it was up my butt! What about any diseases?!
"Wai-" I couldn't get a word out as Shin forced his cock inside me, cruelly taking away my virginity. A small cry escapes my lips as I stare at where Shin and I are connected.
"See. No bleeding. You must have torn your hyman from when you were part of your high school's swimming team." Shin remarks as he starts thrusting. As Shin thrusts, the pleasure from my pussy is far different from my ass. With my ass, it starts with a burning feeling that dulls into a more pleasant feeling that is tight on my stomach while my pussy is more comfortable, more natural if it were.
But just because it felt more comfortable compared to anal. It doesn't mean I'm okay with it. Tears start to well in my eyes, watching Shin thrust inside me with care. "Don't just lay there. I told you I don't want to fuck a dead fish!" Shin growls, thrusting a tad too hard into me, drawing out a moan. "Do I need to add some incentive? Should I just leave you tied up somewhere? Let anyone have their way with you?"
Fear and panic enter my soul at Shin's words. I wrap my arms around his neck, shaking my hips. "Sorry, master. Your slutty maid was feeling good from your massive cock. So much that I forget that about my duties~." I said sensually.
"Much better." Shin comments before thrusting wildly.
I don't know if Shin would go through with his threat, but I'm not taking any chances, so I didn't hold back my moans, I kissed his neck and lips and pressed my breasts against his chest.
"Fuck. I'm about to cum." Shin said, his thrusting becoming faster.
I begin to panic. I can't let Shin cum inside of me. I know he isn't human, but it doesn't mean he couldn't impregnate me.
"Master, please don't cu-!" I couldn't finish my plea as Shin locked lips with me, silencing me as I felt a burning, hot liquid flood inside me. He cummed inside me. I begin to break down, openly sobbing, but Shin either doesn't hear me crying or cares as he resumes his thrusting, telling me this is far from over.
Why did this have to happen to me?
{Hours later - Shin's P.O.V.}
I separated myself from Hana (I figured I should call her by her given name since we had sex), grabbing the water bottle I left on my nightstand from my last break as I looked and enjoyed my handiwork.
Hana, lying in bed, bow-legged and cum gushing out of both holes, her face caked with dried cum, and her eyes glazed over. It feels good knowing it was me that did that. While I'm not against spending another day with Hana, I've something important that I need to focus on today. I need to start setting up my alchemy lab and brewing potions because the date when the Inner Sailor Scouts attack the Dark Kingdom is quickly approaching.
The Dark Kingdom arc ended before Usagi became a third-year middle schooler, meaning I have until winter to make Usagi fall for me. The task itself isn't difficult, but when you consider making all of the Inner Scouts and other magical girls fall for me and hunt for monsters for new forms, I don't have as much time as it seems. To make matters worse, I haven't even met the Precure group. Another thing I need to fix, but unlike the other groups, I have no way in. Minako and Usagi are my in for the Sailor Scouts, Ichigo for the Mews, and tutoring for Sakura, but I have nothing for the Precure. I can't just go to their school, their parents' stores, or Kaoruko's, Tsubomi's grandmother, botanical garden and say 'Hi'.
The best course might be to wait until Desert Apostles' next attack and help Tsubomi and Erika. It isn't the best, but sometimes it's better to get things done rather than perfect.
I open my apartment window, letting the fresh air in to rid the smell of sex. I change into my slime form and throw my arm out, which stretches to the next building. I may not be able to use Incubus's flying ability until it is night, but it doesn't mean I'm out of options. Thanks to my slime form's color and all the power and telephone cables, I can travel across Tokyo without anyone noticing my existence.
And I can feel like I'm Spider-Man with all of the swinging. Though I can't just swing around without a care, I already have been spotted in my Incubus form. There is no reason to let people see me in another.
I made myself small, shaped myself into a ball, like Rimuru, and stuck to rooftops whenever I could. And when there is no rooftop, I use the telephone cables. I would stretch myself as far as possible and shape myself into a tube to blend in among the telephone and power cables.
Honestly, this is the perfect practice for my slime form's shape-shifting. If I master this aspect of this form, I can hide anywhere, giving me a massive advantage in combat.
When I enter the slums, I figure I'm safe enough to change into an Incubus and fly to the abandoned factory that houses my lab. Even if I'm spotted, most people would chalk it up as some drunk or druggie seeing things. I have nothing to worry abo-
FUCK! Something hit me in the face! Crash landing! Crash landing!
I rolled as I crash-landed on a roof, plucking whatever was clinging to my face. Whatever hit my face, I know it is alive because it keeps trying to tear my face off as I try to pry it.
I finally got the thing off my face, seeing it was a small white and yellow creature. Wait. I know this creature.
"Let me go! I need to find the Precure ~ deshu!" the tiny creature demands as I resist the urge to grin.
Well, hello to Potpourri. It would seem that I got my answer to my Precure problem
{Bouns Scene}
Being a member of the Aka clan isn't easy. You have to maintain a constant visage of being a civilian. No tattoos. No smoking. Minimum drinking. Minimum swearing. You can't have scars that couldn't be written off as a sports injury or a medical scar. Then there is the training.
I entered the Aka clan after I decided I had enough of school and quit, which caused my parents to kick me out of their house. Luckily, I had no tattoos and was good at fighting, so I had no scars, but just like other high school punks, I smoked and drank. A habit that was quickly beaten out of me when I decided to join the clan. At the time, it was hell, but now I'm enjoying the fruits of my labor. I now have a great apartment (much better than my folks' rundown house), a nice paycheck, and some great side benefits.
Of course, I can't enjoy all the gains without doing any work. The clan trained me to be a hunter, to bring in new products for the Aka clan's shops. And just like every hunter, I have my preferred prey. The person you pick as your prey is a critical role. Some go for older women as it would be easier to hide their disappearance, depending on their background. Younger girls hold more value, not only because they are more likely to be virgins, but because you would gain control over the girl's whole family. A buddy of mine rose through the ranks at breakneck speed because he used to go after elementary girls. After he captured the girl, he would inform the girl's family and pressure them for all the money they have, and then force the mother to work for the brothels, and the father would do back-breaking labor. The profits would only increase if the girl had siblings.
Sadly for him, people developed measures to protect their children, making his usual hunting ground far more dangerous. He eventually got caught and thrown in jail. He didn't last long. The clan didn't need to use their inside men to silence him. The other inmates did all the dirty work. People who prey on children are not well-liked in jail.
My chosen prey is similar to my friends, as I target middle school girls. They hold the same benefits while their bodies can handle the training better than a child's. There is also the fact middle school girls are ironically more naive than elementary students. They seem to have forgotten all their lessons about strangers not always having your best interest in mind. Not that I'm complaining.
I glance over my current quarry. The girl is tall. She is tall enough to be mistaken for a high schooler if it wasn't for the fact that I know her school's uniform. She isn't just tall. Her breasts are almost D-Cup, which is impressive for her age. I couldn't get a good look at her ass because she was wearing a knee-length skirt, but if it is anything like her breasts, it should add more to her value.
Brown hair is done in a high ponytail, green eyes, and rose earrings. Overall, this quarry might reel me my biggest payday yet. And this girl was so easy to catch.
I turn to her, giving her a shy smile as I lead her into the restaurant tied with the Aka clan, flashing the owner a sign for the particular order. "Thanks again for agreeing to have lunch with me, but I never asked you for your name."
The girl blushes from a mixture of embarrassment and a lovestruck daze. "Sorry about that. My name is Kino Makoto."
{Aoyama's P.O.V.}
"Masaya! You've been in the bathroom for a while. Are you okay?" my adoptive mother asks.
"I'm fine!" I yell, scrubbing myself even harder.
Something strange is happening to me. First, I had grown over a foot in height. My adoptive father and coach told me it is normal for people my age to get taller. Some people just become taller faster, and my coach said my growth would give me an advantage in kendo matches, and I should be happy. His tone changed after I got carried away with my last spar, injuring one of my teammates and being suspended from the team until I got my behavior in line.
Everything is falling apart. All the years I spent making myself the perfect child. All the hours of studying, club and sports events, socializing, and community work. Down the drain because of a weird growth spurt and a violent outburst. Now, all the classmates who wanted to be my friends treat me like I'm a bomb that's about to blow. All the girls who cheered for me during my kendo matches avoided me as if I were the plague. I haven't even gotten an opportunity to spend time with Ichigo lately because her friends keep dragging her away. And to make matters worse, I woke up to a severed cat's head in my bed and me covered in blood.
If this gets out, people will think I'm going insane. I threw away my sheets, telling my mom that my sheets had gotten old and started to tear. Now, I'm trying to wash off the dried blood, but it doesn't want to come off, no matter how hard I scrub. Why is everything falling apart?
Why should you be so concerned about what people think of you?
What was that? There is nobody here but me. I look around the bathroom, trying to find the source of the voice, but when my eyes meet the full-body mirror, they refuse to move another centimeter.
Why? Why can't I peel my eyes away from my reflection? Why does it feel that this isn't just my reflection?
My eyes widen as my reflection's mouth begins to move.
Why do you care about what people think of you?
Because if I don't fit in, I will be an outcast.
Again, why do you care? You hate people.
I-I don't hate people!
My reflection laughs.
Of course, you hate people! You despise how they treat the environment! How they are the reason why countless animals and plants have gone extinct! With more species quickly joining their ranks!
I cover my ear, trying to block out my reflection's voice. "Shut up," I mutter quietly.
People are a disease. They're a parasite eating the planet from the inside out. They pollute the air, seas, and land. They destroy countless forests. They stole the homes of innocent animals so they could build a mall or another factory to pollute the air.
"Be quiet."
They only care about money! The rights to the land! They don't care about the damage they are doing to this planet! Those people you have been trying so hard to please are nothing more than cancer.
"SHUT UP!" I scream. Despite being in a hot shower, my body breaks out in a cold sweat as I pant.
I want to argue against this mocking image of me, but I can't because he is right. I do despise people. I hate the people of Congress who fatten their wallets by destroying the planet. I hate the people who form programs saying they want to protect endangered animals when they just want to pocket the donations. I hate the people who don't care about how we are ruining this once-beauty planet. I hate all of them.
But I can't do anything to stop them. I'm just a single middle schooler against the whole world. There is only so much that I can do.
Wrong. There is something you could do. Tell me, what do you do when you find a rotten root?
You remove it to save the other plants.
Yes. You do that, but this time, you are not removing roots. And you have the power to do so.
My reflection's face begins to change.
What you're saying is true. If I remove the people who are harming the planet, but if I do that, Ichigo would…
She will understand. She is different from the others.
Yeah. Ichigo is different. She isn't like the rest of humanity, people who masked their greed by pretending to care about the planet. She does care about the environment. She will understand why this needs to happen.
That's right. Ichigo will understand. She knows all you're doing is setting everything back to one.
I can feel my bones snap, reshaping themselves under my skin. It should be painful, but it isn't. It's oddly feels… powerful. Yes. This power will help set everything the way it should be.
"Masaya! Are you okay?! I heard screaming! Masaya!"
And I know who to start with.
Author's note
Sorry for taking so long. My wi-fi has been down all of July (I write on a laptop), and without wi-fi, I can't connect to Grammarly (Yes, despite my shitty grammar, I use Grammarly. I guess that's what happens when you use the free version). I'm dealing with some personal stuff with my Grandfather and dog, but I won't go into too much detail as this isn't the place for that. Again, sorry for the wait. Hopefully, I will have another update soon because I did write quite a bit for my other fics.
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