"He is resting now. I managed to do up most of the damage to his seal, and reinforced his limiter so he isn't in danger for the moment. Now, we need to address what is going on here before my wife shatters the door," Tsukune said as he entered from the sideroom to the small suite.

The attack had not been unnoticed, and Tsukune had thankfully been the very first to arrive. Right around the time that Tekeshi passed out. And before anyone else could come and discover the bisected naked woman spouting profanities at the two.

"First things first. Miss Shiraishi, just what the hell happened? I want you to tell me as clearly as you possibly can."

Utsuki looked up at the Headmaster, "Tekeshi and I were talking over at the clearing he works out at, and at one point I was teasing him a little. I thought what I was doing made him go stiff as a board in shock, however just after he tackled me and told me to run and get you. He even handed me his limiter to show you how bad the situation was. While I was running I saw him fly past me almost like he was dead. I tripped and saw the Demon approaching me. I thought that Tekeshi had died, and kind of gave up just as he came back and cut her in half with that big sword. He then told me that he could feel youki within me. He passed out not long after and then you showed up."

"Interesting. Ruby relayed to me that one of the display rooms against the outside of the building had a huge hole in the wall, and a unique greatsword I have never seen another like was missing. I wonder," he said as he picked up the odachi from a table, "if this may not have been said sword. I would wonder how a weapon that was over two meters long could come down to one that is only half that, and of a completely different cultural design. Why is another question, though the sword is of secondary concern for the moment. You Miss Demon Exhibitionist, are of more pressing concern."

The Demon was completely different from her initial appearance. In fact one would almost say she had become a curvier version of Utsuki, though there were other differences. Her hair was smoke gray, and longer than Utsuki's shoulder length. Her irises were purple rather than gray, and seemed impossibly deep. Her face was also somewhat sharper than Utsuki's, and she retained her horns forming a crown on her head. However her body language was similar, as was her skin tone and body shape. Apart from the a fore mentioned womanly assets being quite a bit larger.

"I have nothing to say to any of you. Do you know just how rude it is to bind someone without a proper contract being agreed upon. I am little more than a slave now, and I won't stop until I find someway to undo this. You can just kiss my taint if you think I am going to help you any."

"Be nice, and answer his questions," Utsuki said dispassionately.

"Curse you... you... you slut. I was summoned to kill her. I don't know who they were, nor do I care. I wasn't being bound, and I could have done with a nice meal. If it hadn't have been for that delicious looking bloodsucking morsel protecting her I would be back within the voids right now with a full belly. And my name is Desseedra. Happy?"

"I never asked any questions. I appreciate you being that forthwith with the answers though."

Desseedra the demon gave Tsukune a menacing look, "I'm not stupid. Anyone with a tiny bit of common sense would know what kind of questions you were going to ask. Instead, I was put under a slave contract by a human. A human. Do you know how embarrassing that is to a demon these days. It hasn't happened since the days of Hammurabi. I don't want to be a magic power source, I want to eat her tits and go home. That isn't going to happen now though. And this stuff is itchy, and makes my nipples feel weird. How do you go around covering your bodies like this without overheating."

All Tsukune could do was pinch the bridge of his nose trying to hold back a headache. Never had he thought that one of his students would have a demon sicced on them. He already knew who the culprits were, Fairy Tale. It would be very damaging to his efforts to find a way to bring the Human and Yokai worlds together gradually if the first human he was introducing into the academy was killed while under the protection of his own child. What made it worse was that he had no clue who the agents were. Teachers he could mostly vouch for, and the support staff were specifically picked by him. It had to be a student.

A voice from the door to the sideroom gave some displeasure right then, "It is hard to sleep with an interrogation going on next door."

Tekeshi was not at all comfortable with the three way staring match between him and his parents. His mother had finally arrived back on campus from making preparations for Summer vacation at their mansion, and just in time to be told that her child had once again just barely cheated death by the skin of his teeth. She was not happy with either of the men in her life at this point.

'Is everyone in your family of military grade good looksium. I mean for the love of the hammer, all of you are just damn stunning. I feel plain in comparison, and I put a lot of work into the gold inlay when I reformed myself to fit you. I'm insulted, and just a little bit horny somehow.'

"'You are a sword, you can't get horny. Right now is also not a good time for this. I'm not even sure how I am supposed to explain to them that somehow you are acting as a buffer or something for my overwhelming amount of youki. How do I even explain that you are an annoying asshole that talks inside of my head at the same time. This is going to be as bad as when I told them that I can have face to face conversations with my dead Grandmother. She is probably going to show up now that all this is going on,'" Tekeshi said to his blade silently.

Even if he was even smarter than he was, he doubted that he would be able to fully comprehend what this weapon was. He had never heard of there being such a thing as a sentient, youki devouring, and wisecracking blade. Somehow he had to legitimately ask if there was any possible way that his life could get any stranger than it already was.

"Ok. Since nobody else seems to want to speak up, I am going to address the demon in the room. Demon in the room, would you please explain why you are here, and why you aren't wearing any panties," Moka said, partly wanting an answer, and partly wanting to make the men in the room suffer more than they already were.

Thankfully Desseedra's answer was pure comic relief, "What are panties?"

Tekeshi glanced over to see Utsuki trying her best not to fall apart with giggles, "Mrs. Aono, is that really a major point that needs to be addressed? We already know why she is here and who she is. And that she does not understand the concept of clothing very well."

"Utsuki, I was trying to make it more awkward for my son and husband. That will apparently not be working now. Which means right now, one week Tsukune."

"That isn't fair, I'm trying to put things together myself. Her state of dress was of a secondary concern, and she is short enough that Tekeshi's huge blazer is covering everything from where I am sitting. More importantly shouldn't we be questioning our son here to understand what is going on from his side of it," Tsukune knew what she meant by one week, and he did not want that to be a followed through threat.

"I got a perfect squared heel roundhouse to the chest. Flew through who knows how many obstacles, and got impaled. Apparently this sword eats youki, is an asshole, and for some reason has accepted me as its master."

"And how did it become an overly long katana from a greatsword," the question made mother and son groan in unison.

"Dad, you know nothing of weaponry no matter how much Mom tries to teach you. A katana is a longsword basically, coming in under 85cm typically. That is an odachi, a greatsword basically, and is at the shortest a meter in length. I don't know how it changed its shape, but it apparently does that to fit its master the best. It also, as I said, is draining youki from me, and sort of controlled it during that couple of minutes between me being a shishkebab, and passing out."

Tsukune looked down at the weapon he was holding. Truth be told he really didn't care about what kind of weapon it was. Weapons just really weren't his thing. The dimensional sword technique was more useful to him in positions where just punching something wasn't going to cut things, no pun intended.

Looking back to his son, "Ok, so I guess this is your sword now. Does it need to be near you to drain your power, or do you know?"

"Within a reasonable distance. I don't think it would work from the dorms to the main buildings. I would say within maybe, ten to fifteen meters. How to explain to other teachers and students why I am suddenly carrying major cutlery, I have no clue."

Utsuki spoke up, "Can we say he suddenly got cursed and that the sword is controlling it somehow?"

"That is your idea? God you humans are so pathetic, I don't understand how you aren't summoning us left and right just to get eaten. Being said, that piece hurts, don't get it near me delicious bloodsucker," the demon said snorting in laughter.

"That may actually work, and speaking of curses. Miss Shiraishi, I'm not quite..."

"'Suki your now a witch. You can learn to do magic, and any children you have that show signs would basically be considered half yokai. I now need to be more careful when I take my limiter off around you, and the girls are going to have a fit. Asusa may actually try to hurt me. Dad, does freezing a vampire in solid ice hurt them when it starts melting?"

"KODOMO, HAVE YOU NO TACT..."

"I know what your thinking Utsuki, no you can't make them bigger with magic. If that was possible, Mrs. Huang would be even more endowed than she is now."

"MOKA, NOT YOU TOO!"

Of everything going on the magic not being able to make boobs bigger was the biggest distress Utsuki had. She had long accepted the weird, that was an everyday thing. One of her best friends drank blood, and the other was a portable snowman machine. Danger she was still getting the hang of, but weird was normal.

"Can I fly on a broom?"

"No clue."

"Is the weird hat mandatory?"

"Ruby doesn't wear one, so I guess not."

"I wanted the weird hat."

"There isn't anything saying you can't have the weird hat."

"Do I get a familiar?"

"HEY, did you forget about me, bitch?"

"I wanted something cute that didn't use profanity."

"Screw you Slut."

Tsukune on the other hand wanted this to be over. He had to admit that the girl was taking this extremely well, but how did this part happen. He was nearly hysterical when he learned that he was a ghoul, had basically given up by the time he underwent the human modification ritual, and didn't really have the ability to care by the time he awoke as a shinso. This young girl was more of a man than he had been in her place.

"Miss Shiraishi. Thankfully in your case you have remained a human. Do realize though that outside the academy is going to be a little bit more difficult for you as far as fitting in than it once was. Any of your friends from outside may s..."

"I didn't have any real friends honestly. It won't be an issue."

Tsukune froze a little, "I see. You will need to find a way to explain Desseedra here to your parents."

"Don't drag me into this. If I see them, I'll just eat them. Problem solved."

"No eating my parents. I don't have any other family, and I want to keep them for as long as the world lets me."

Now he was starting to feel really uneasy, "Uh, you will need to learn to hide your abilities from others as they develop."

Tekeshi's interruption was a godsend, "Hey I just remembered. You never answered to if you wanted to come with us for the summer."

"Tekshi, she should go to her family for the break. Not that it would be an imposition or any thing Utsuki. We would love to have you join us," Moka backdoor supported her child.

"You mean it. My parents aren't in Japan right now, so I was going to stay here with Ruby-Sama. I would love to."

"Then it is settled, you are spending Summer Vacation with our family."

It suddenly occurred to Tsukune what his wife was doing. He had told her no, and he had gotten the age old wife veto on it. Well, she was a nice girl, maybe she would control Tekeshi like Moka controlled him.