Chapter 8 – Mysterious Woman
"I'm going out now!" Makoto announces as he finishes putting on his shoes.
"Sure, whatever." Junko replies from the couch where she is laying down.
The brunette just sighs and gets up.
Walking out of his now shared apartment, the gentle breeze of the morning flies past him, the young man smiles and starts making his way down to the streets.
It's been a month since the 'incident' with Kyoko at the café and life couldn't be better for the brunette man.
Even though the whole situation he was in right now felt strange, he couldn't deny that he felt really happy.
Thanks to what happened at the café, he now has officially started going out with Kyoko and while both of them agreed to take things slowly, it was still weird to think she occasionally drops by his apartment to suck him off and quench her succubus side.
Still, the young man was happy.
Of course, having Junko sucking him dry practically everyday did make him feel kind of shitty, but Kyoko didn't seem to mind it, at least for now.
During one of their dates, the detective explained to him that Junko wasn't trustworthy and for him to doubt everything that she says, which he kinda did already.
When he asked about what the two are hiding from him, Kyoko was surprised that he was able to notice it.
She said that it was something really important, but that she needed 100% confirmation before telling him what it was.
The detective apologized before asking him to trust her.
Obviously Makoto did, so they continued their date.
On the Junko side of things, well, that didn't change much.
Makoto was more or less her slave really, she made him serve her food, prepare her baths and do massages whenever she wanted.
Not to say that his back was starting to hurt, because he was sleeping on the couch.
Still, Makoto was fairly happy and he wanted to get closer to those two succubi and understand them better.
But for now, he should simply concentrate in getting to work.
The young man walks towards the bus stop close to his apartment.
He stops in front of it and remembers his first encounter with Junko.
"Ha, wouldn't it be funny if I meet a succubus again?" He ponders to himself, before shaking his head. "Nah, that'll be impossible." Laughing, the brunette approaches the bus stop and freezes once he sees a black-haired woman, sitting in the exact same position that Junko was when they first meet.
Gulping, he sits down at the bench and looks towards the road, trying to not make eye contact. ' T-That's just a coincidence… right?' The young man asks himself, before curiosity takes over him and he throws a glance towards the woman.
Which he instantly regrets.
The woman's purple-gray eyes stare right back into his soul.
"H-Hi." Makoto squeaks, feeling very uncomfortable right now. "I-I haven't see you around those parts, are you new here?"
The woman doesn't respond, she simply stares at him with a deadly glance.
Silence falls as Makoto feels the tension rising, he gulps once again and looks back towards the road, trying to calm himself down.
"…" Suddenly, the woman gets up. "Are you…?" She finally speaks. "Naegi Makoto?" Whispering, she asks.
The brunette's heart starts to beat faster. "Y-Yes!" He exclaims. "H-How did you know?" Turning to face her once more, the woman doesn't reply, she simply starts walking towards him very slowly.
Her purple-gray eyes staring him down like a predator ready to pounce on their pray.
In the corner of his eye, Makoto sees his bus approaching and quickly gets up. "W-Well, it was nice meeting y-you but my bus is here!" He is quick to run towards the open door of the vehicle and swiftly jump in.
Meanwhile, the woman never stops staring at him.
Once inside the bus, the driver closes the door and smiles to young man. "You seem in a hurry Naegi-kun." He comments, before starting the bus again.
The young man always took the same bus to go to work, so the driver already knew him.
Makoto smiles to the old man. "I-it's nothing." He quickly walks to the back of the bus and sits down, letting out a breath he didn't knew he was holding in. ' What was that?' Thinking to himself, the brunette sighs and stares out of the bus window. "Whatever it was, at least is over now." He comments, closing his eyes.
After getting off the bus, the brunette sighs in relief.
Even so, that was… weird.
Whoever that woman was, she seemed to know who he was.
Still, it was all in the past now, no need to worry about tha-
Makoto stops once he looks towards the other side of the road, his jaw drops in complete shock.
Standing there, on the other side of the road, it's that exact same black-haired woman, her pale skin contrasting with all the other people surrounding her.
And not just that, she was still staring straight at him.
In a complete panic, the brunette starts running towards the building where Kyoko's office is located.
His steps are quick and he tries his best not to bump into other people, muttering a quick 'sorry' whatever that does happen.
Entering the building, the young man throws a glance behind him and to his surprise.
There she was, walking calmly towards him, not breaking eye contact for a single second.
Makoto gulps down and bolts towards the elevator.
Luckily for him, it was empty.
The brunette starts repeatedly pressing the button to the third floor, as the door of the metal box is closing, he can still see the woman calmly walking towards it, which makes him press the button even faster.
The door closes before she can enter the elevator, making Makoto let out a heavy breath and wipe a sweat off his brow.
Who was that woman? And why was she so determined to catch up with him?
After some minutes, the elevator finally reaches its destination and Makoto steps out of it.
He carefully looks towards both sides and sees no sign of the mysterious woman.
Calming himself down, he walks towards Kyoko's office and grabs the doorknob. "Sorry for being late Kirigiri-san-" When he pulls the door open, the brunette's eyes widen with shock.
Sitting there, in front of Kyoko's desk is the black-haired pale woman, her glare as imposing as ever.
"Wha-!?" Thanks to the shock of seeing her there, the brunette steps backward, but because of his luck, he ends up tripping in his own feet and failing back, hitting the back of his head on the ground. "Ouch!" He yells.
"Naegi-kun?" Kyoko calls, seeing him fall backwards.
The woman simply keeps staring.
Today was going to be one those days wasn't it?
Now we officialy start a new arc in this supposedly 'only for smut' story.
This one here is very light, just for me to get back to the mood of this story.
Well, anyways, hope y'all enjoyed the chapter and see you around!