Yeah, another chapter out. Daily update, but I got it done and was on a roll with it so I finished it. Don't know how often this will occur.

Matsu's fingers whirled around her keyboard at speeds barely traceable.

She came to a sudden, abrupt stop and a picture of ryu flashed onto the screen with his medical records and high school records. "Matsu, could only find this." Matsu moved off to the side so miya could get a better look.

Miya stared at the screen intensely for several minutes. How could she be reacting? To him? To her knowledge it was impossible for her to be winged, as stated by her late husband. One by one matsu clicked the boxes of information revealing a whole new supply of contents. However, something wasn't adding up.

He has winged four sekirei and the first stage was still in its earliest stages. For all she knew, the sekirei were just venturing into the city.

To make things even more strange. He winged karasuba, how could he? Karasuba was cold, ruthless, and blood thirsty she only lived to kill, her one desire was to see blood flow.

So, how did ryu get it to happen?

Could he really be that clueless to all of it? Or was there something darker to all of this?

"Matsu-san, can you open his medical records. I'd like to look at something." Miya said quietly holding her intense stare.

"Of course miya-tan, matsu-tan will do it." Replied the wisdom sekirei dragging the mouse across the screen letting hover over it. "Which one?"

"At birth, for starters." Miya replied. Matsu looked intently at her once superior in the discipline squad.

I've never seen her like this before...


Ryu grumbled curses about dumbasses and hypocrites as he walked down the street drinking the warm liquid in his cup. He had been to over ten places but they all denied him saying something about his hair, and having weird eyes. Some places he was even kicked out, almost literally until he snapped back scaring the wits out of the would be bosses.

He sighed quietly taking another sip. "This isn't going as I planned." He mused quietly throwing the empty cup away and pressing forward.
He was surprised to see so many people out and about at this time. Cars filled the streets, and people strolled along the sidewalk going about their daily business. His thoughts began to wander, if he never meant his sekirei. More importantly uzume, would he be like them? Just wandering like a machine? Or would he even be in japan? Out the corner of his eye he spotted what appeared to be a mall.

"I could use a phone, well several." He said the last part with a sigh, every time he got into a fight his phone broke. Even if he didn't use it often, it still pissed him off. It was his only source of communication and he wasn't going to use a pay phone.

Due to the recent flux in shinto teito, the mall was practically deserted, many of the citizens were leaving. Hearing the news of MBI and its CEO hiroto minaka taking over the city they packed their bags and left.
That left many businesses, especially the mall in direness. All around him he seen fifty percent off, even ninety percent off.

They wanted to sell the rest of their merchandise and make some money.
"Ah, a phone store." He said out loud with a small smile looking at the lights in the front of it. He stepped into the store looking around with slight awe, he never seen so many different kinds of phones in his life.

From smart phones, to older phones they were all here and stocked. He stood in front of a case that had the newest samsung galaxy with a fully automated touch screen, 5G, and other things he didn't quite get. But it looked cool and efficient.

"Excuse me sir, can I help you?" Asked the clerk, smiling politely.

She was around twenty three years of age with hazel eyes, long dark brown hair, and a fair complexion. She wore the outfit that was mandatory for all employees to wear. She was taller than the average female standing at a full height of five foot nine. Ryu blushed slightly when he seen her smile. "Um, can I get this one?" He pointed to the samsung galaxy.

"Sure, I can ring you right up." She said swiftly.

He scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Could I get about ten?"

The clerk's eyes nearly bugged from her sockets. Ryu laughed sheepishly shrugging his shoulders. "I'm... Rather clumsy and want to be on the safe side." He offered.

"Yes, right away sir." She sighed taking the phone and going into the back where the storage room was closing the door.

"So, this is a mall?" Ryu asked out loud looking outside of the store as he made himself comfortable on a chair to wait for the clerk. "A lot... Smaller than I imagined." He said with a blank expression tilting his head to the side.


"Takami could you be a dear and try to find more information on this ryu?" Minaka asked from his desk.

"You know that's not my department." She replied angrily. She had a scar running down her eye from that damn yomi trying to protect kusano, on top of that she had to make sure everything was under control. She didn't have time for this.

"I know, but..." Minaka didn't take his eyes from his computer screen.
Normally he was a child in a man's body going on and on about gods and playing his video games. But now, the CEO looked worried. Takami didn't miss this. "What has you so worried?"

"It's that boy." He replied quietly resting his chin on his interlaced fingers. "He's already winged four sekirei this early in the game."

Takami rolled her eyes. She ranted about this before and he didn't listen, did nothing but laugh. Now he was concerned? "You're unbelieveable, you know that?"

Minaka grinned. "Oh, I know my dear takami, now be a dear and look up that information! GAH!" His head hit the ground behind him as he tumbled out of his chair, takami's clipboard slamming onto his desk.

"I am not your dear." She said through clenched teeth. Starting to leave the room. "I'll get that information." She snapped slamming the door shut behind her. Anything to get away from that overgrown toddler.

Minaka slumped himself back onto his chair groaning quietly, massaging the bruise forming on his forehead. He turned his head to the side an unpleasant look on his face. "It's interesting, but also dangerous. My life's work could all be for naught."


Ryu rested the side of his head in his palm, sighing he looked out the window again. "Sure is taking a long time." He said with a groan looking at the back door of the phone store with a scowl. "Customer service my ass." He grumbled running a hand through his hair.

He needed to get going, he had places to be. Jobs to apply for, even if he knew they wouldn't hire him. It was worth a shot right? Then there was his sekirei, if he took too long he didn't doubt they'd rip the city apart looking for him.

He stiffened as he felt another presence, a few to be precise. He slowly turned his gaze upward meeting the stare of a fair skinned man. Said man was wearing a white suit, white dress pants, a pair of dress shoes, and a red tie to finsh the suit. He had a smile on his face that made ryu want to punch him in the nose right away. It was the kind of smile that said 'I'm better than you' a condescending smile.

At his side were two women that he never seen before. The first was wearing a purple, yellow, and black outfit that wrapped around her that was held together by a small metal ring right below her breast. Portions of her midriff, her sides, her arms, even the outer portions of her thighs were exposed, while the rest was checkered back and forth with purple and yellow. She had long black thigh high boots and short black gloves to finish it. Her hair is less than an inch long, framing her skull closely.

The second was a petite young woman with short messy black hair. She was wearing a white top covered by a black tie, connected with cross shaped bands to her black bloomers. Long sleeved black gloves and black thigh length stockings complement her look.

Ryu narrowed his eyes when the man kept looking at him with that same smile. "Can I help you?" He asked annoyingly.

"Ryu sahashi." The man said coolly reaching his hand out for ryu to shake.

Ryu clenched his fingers into a tight fist, this man... Was mocking him with each syllable he spoke! "I believe, you introduce yourself not me."

The man held back his sneer as he once again composed himself.

"You don't talk to higa-sama like that!" Shouted the short haired girl glaring dangerously at ryu. He had to hide his smirk, oh he dealt with miya for months this little twit wasn't anything to be scared of.

"Ichiya." Higa said calmly looking at her with a straight face. "Ryu has a point, it was rude of me." The sekirei bitterly silenced herself but held her glare.

So this is higa? Ryu thought unclenching his hand. He wouldn't act brash now, he wasn't a naive child in the woods. He realized that whatever this game was, was dangerous and lives were at stake. For that reason, and that reason alone he shook the man's hand. "Higa, I don't believe we've had the chance."

"So it seems." He said in the same condescending voice as before breaking the handshake. He glanced around the store noticing it was empty. "Can we talk somewhere more... Private."

"I'm waiting, thanks for your concern though." Ryu answered back with a hint of anger standing up to his full height. He towered over higa by almost two heads and his build dwarfed the slim man's, however higa kept the same smile on his face. "What do you want? I'm on a schedule, I don't have time to entertain you." Ryu said with a hint of annoyance.

"Why you-" ichiya snarled but silenced herself when higa shot her a look to shut up.

"I see, straight to the point." He said with a small chuckle that made ryu's blood boil. He cleared his throat and continued in his regal voice. "I won't mince words with you. I'd like you to join me."

Ryu raised an eyebrow. "And just why would I do that?"

Higa chuckled lightly. "We're both in sekirei game." Ryu's eyes bucked for a second, he smirked slightly now holding something over the snide man's head.

"How did you know that?" Ryu asked.

"Please, ryu, I'm the head of izuma pharmceuticals one of the most powerful corporations here next to MBI. I have access to all sorts of information, when you're in my position certain things are obtained. Did you think katsaguri's injury would go unnoticed?" He said. Ryu really wanted to punch him, break his nose. Anything! He was a condescending rich punk who never had to work for anything, a little brat. But he had to be civil.

"Why, would you want me to join you if that's the case?"

"It's quite simple. I have no intention of playing this farce. MBI bulldozed their way in stealing my stocks in the process. I want them gone." He replied.

"So, you don't get your way and throw a tantrum like a little brat?" Ryu mocked.

Higa frowned about to retort something but held it back. "I know, that you, don't have any intention of playing this ridiculous game either. So join me." He said flatly.

Ryu glanced at ichiya who held the same glare. If only she knew what he could do to her she'd by running scared like a puppy, but he wasn't going to hurt sekirei severely. After all she was only serving, just like his own did. "And if I refuse?"

This time higa laughed in a mocking, condescending manner. "Oh, I know you'll join me."

"I refuse." Ryu said bluntly, and rudely not even bothering to look at him when he spoke. He took a seat on his comfy chair looking at them out the corner of his eye. "Well, get out of my sight."

"You're serious?" Higa asked, shocked.

"Did I stutter?" Ryu asked mockingly smirking slightly when he seen how angry he truly was. "You can't always have your way, you little brat." He mocked.

"You fucking!" Ichiya spat but silenced herself when higa raised his hand.

"Ichiya, oshino let's go." He instructed walking away from ryu, his sekirei following after him each glaring back at ryu, if looks could kill. He'd be dead already. "You will regret this, ryu sahashi." He said leaving the store briskly.

"Yeah." Ryu scoffed leaning back on the chair. "I'm sure I will stupid ass little brat." He said out loud folding his arms over his chest. He groaned when he realized the clerk had yet to come back with his phones. He debated if he should go back there and get them himself, but decided against it he already dealt with somebody who thought people would just kiss his ass, he didn't need to deal with security or cops next.

"Well, I guess it's back home." He said with a sigh seeing the time said it was 4:30. He didn't want to be late for dinner, miya was a great cook and he looked forward to each meal, and he didn't want to know what would happen if he came home late or wasted his food. Though, he wouldn't since he wasn't a waster.

With a low sigh he left the store exiting the mall shortly after. Unknown to everyone in the mall, a pool of blood slowly leaked under the door staining through the carpet.


"Miya, you have to see this!" Matsu said with urgency.

Miya needed to get started on dinner, but she wanted to know as much about ryu as she could. He was a good man, with a kind and gentle soul that helped those in need, and those irises were so... Dreamy but she reacted to him.

As far as she knew that wasn't feasible.

She looked at the screen, a second later her heart dropped to her stomach and a dry lump formed in her throat that she struggled to swallow. "Are you sure, matsu?"

Matsu nodded her head with a frown. "Matsu is positive."


"Minaka!" Takami slammed the doors to his office open a loud boom resounding through it.

"Takami, dear." He said with his usual grin as he overlooked shinto teito from his post.

She growled quietly resisiting the urge to give him a good smack... For now. "I found something out that you must know, it's urgent!"

Very few times would minaka show a more serious side, before, and now were one of those times. Takami would go on and on about things that he didn't care to hear, but the urgency in her voice startled him. "What is it?" He asked quickly turning away from the window and walking towards her.

"It's the reports. I've found out..."


Ryu sighed for the thousandth time on the walk home. "Spend my entire day in the snow, and don't get hired or even considered. To top it all of I had to deal with some snobby ass." He grumbled kicking a pile of a snow but quickly regretted it when his sock was soaked with icy water.

It took him an hour to get back to north side of the city. The pavement streets were nearly gone replaced by narrow sidewalks, and dirt paths that were sheeted by the snow. Several classical houses came into his frontal view as he admired where he lived.

It was quiet and serene, unlike the city where he was before. So much noise and chaos. He sighed contently relishing in the silence. He looked at the building that dwarfed all the other buildings, izumo inn.

He smiled, he could smell miya's cooking, practically taste it at this moment. He walked onto the front porch dusting the snow from his zori, he opened the door slipping off his zori and taking off his blazer hanging it up on a hook. "Miya, I'm home!" He called.

"Ryu!" His eyes bucked he whirled around barely seeing nanaha and yashima running towards him. He knew he was going to be in for some pain. "Yashima, nanaha wait!" He exclaimed.

Too late. He let out an umph as the dived into him kncoking him onto the floor. He gasped for breath while they fussed over him.

"I was so worried you wouldn't come back." Nanaha said wrapping her arms around his neck. Tight. Very tight.

"N-Nanaha t-too tight!" He wheezed but it fell on deaf ears.

"We thought you were hurt and couldn't help you!" Yashima exclaimed wrapping her arms around his waist squeezing just as hard as nanaha.

"G-Girls it's too tight I can't breathe!" He patted them on their arms but they didn't seem to get it and squeezed tighter.

"Woah, woah look at you." Uzume said teasingly looking down at him with her hands on her hips. He looked at her his eyes pleading for her to get them off.

"Girls, yashima, nanaha. Ry ry is just fine." Uzume said putting a hand on her younger sisters' shoulders to comfort them. Ryu sucked in a huge breath of oxygen coughing violently.

Ummm. Nothing to say here except a daily update. It won't happen often but it did today. Review and ask questions, leave thoughts.