This chapter was something done after my exams. For those who read my latest chapter, I have officially stopped giving a care about school. But that's now beside the point. Got some time leftover this weekend so I want to be productive. Let's begin.

I was busy on adding some bits to this a while back. It's now a year ago. My life hasn't changed that much over the time. And I still don't care about school.

Have you heard what they said on the news today

Have you heard what is coming to us all

That the world as we know it will be coming to an end

Have you heard have you heard


In Minato's life, he had been used to crazy situations and in the last few years, he had gotten more and crazier events when he was now married to six beautiful alien women (and two in another interesting way).

Five of those women had reached an age in body and soul that it was no crime to commit sexual intercourse with them. And damn, did it get to him.

He hadn't been really a guy that picked up girls. In fact, during his life, women disregarded him with a glance and growing up with domineering women in his life, didn't make it easier. So when he had girls who more than willing to make love, he wasn't really used to it. It had taken the Sekirei ages before he had been willing to go that far.

What didn't help was that having sex in the Inn was a death sentence. While Takehito had no issue that the Sekirei slept in his bed, having actual sex in the Inn was something the doctor didn't like having in his house and Minato could agree with that.

Thank God that Japan had an ingenious invention. Love hotels.

The Sekirei had taught Minato that they had no problems of having sex with him. His shyness made it harder when they came out for that but at this point, it was nearly normal to spend nights at this place.

Luckily for him, the Sekirei with their still unlimited MBI cards paid for that. Otherwise, it would have eaten way too much out his own budget. So that was how it was.

If no one had work, school or anything else, one Sekirei could go over a date and go out. Or with more girls if they were up for it. Or a social hangout.

It didn't matter how or what, it nearly always ended up at a night, making sweet, sweet love. Unless Kusano was taken along.

While the child understood her onii-chan and the onee-chans needed their time alone, it went without saying that when she was along, the destination was home.

Minato would rather wait ten years or longer before he would even have the idea of going even first base with the pint-sized Sekirei.

Not that he really needed to complain about not having sex. If a man could, he would do the opposite.

Which was a place where Minato spent a lot of time. Sometimes with one girl, sometimes with two and sometimes with more.

Like Takehito said. They forgot that they were human at one point. Not that he had to worry about that with this woman he had with him now.

Who had blown onto him softly, pressing a kiss on his lips. It made her wings come out and it cause Minato to look up in the dark eyes that belong to a Wind Mistress. Kazehana had looked in his eyes where she was trying to capture him.

She had been smitten with Minaka for so long and her heart had taken a heavy hit as she was rejected by that madman. And here she was, Minato's Sekirei. His son.

And a man ten times better than Minaka could ever be.

Minato wasn't as smart or eccentric as Minaka and he was nowhere near as headstrong as Takami. He was soft, warm and gentle. Which was something she had never expected to fall for.

The wild wind had blown her into his arms. A house filled with warmth, a Flock to gently compete with and an Ashikabi who would be good for them.

More than Kazehana could ever desire for.

If there was one thing, she hoped that one dream had to be reached. And if she and her sister-wives kept this up, it was just a matter of time.

Although they would have to find ways to work as well. Minato had to provide for six Sekirei and occasionally for Uzume and Chiho but Kazehana guessed that she would imitate human women too much if they wanted Minato to take care of seven kids.

They had to their share in that job as well.

But before that, they had to have their share of their carnal activities. And that was her main course of this night. She smiled and pushed Minato's shoulders down. Prepping on his elbows, Kazehana crawled closer to him.

Dear God, that woman couldn't look any sexier than she was doing right now. She was naked as well as her towel had come down.

While Kazehana wouldn't mind it one bit that he would take a good look over her body, she was still touched by his respect to look at her face. Pining her Ashikabi down, she cupped his face and kissed him.

Words were something that wasn't needed right now. She just wanted to make sweet love to him. So much that he would be happy with that. So when her hands went over his body, she was pleasantly surprised that his hands were touching all over her body. They had spent a wonderful date together. Eating out a restaurant, walking around the city and spending time in Kazehana's favorite place.

On a rooftop looking over the city. She knew what was coming and she had not wanted another way.

Not that she really minded the hands of her hubby going over her body as he pressed at her soft thighs and enjoyed the feeling of the muscle that was below her.

A warrior yes but how she stayed like this for so long was a question worth asking.

Not now. It would ruin the mood.

So she pushed her lips on his and pushed her tongue further down his throat. She enjoyed how he tasted. She wanted him.

Every part of him.

She touched his muscles, his arms, his neck as he tensed up. It was clear how much she went over his body. While it was true that Sekirei was much stronger than humans, the one thing they enjoyed was being submissive to their Ashikabi. Especially in the bedroom.

So she was happy how his hands touched over the other places. She didn't mind taking things the slow pace.

Minato had grown more used to the women in his life but he liked to take things slow. So she was fine with that as it meant for Kazehana that no rushing was needed. It just meant more sweet love in the later run. She kissed Minato again and their tongues intertwined as she felt his arousal growing underneath her.

She was happy she still had that effect over him.

So they just continued like that and they kissed, touched, sucked and moaned on the interactions. While it was true that the Sekirei had the attributes to in a vulgar tone make Minato cum, they would prefer to have actual sex instead of using their mouths or tits.

Kazehana remembered that last crazy foursome with Uzume and Chiho. While Chiho was an attractive young woman, in regards to her psychical attributes. She lost over her Sekirei on that regard. Her Sekirei lost over that regard to Kazehana by a few minor bits.

Minato could have sworn that he went crazy. To say that he had not felt two pair of tits over his member would be a lie.

It was just that Kazehana and Uzume had such good teamwork that drove him mad.

For some reason, when there were more, it always ended with a competition. And that was why he liked it more than it would be one on one. It would not cause him to shrivel up.

But now, Kazehana had him all to herself.

She could feel him underneath her and his eyes had been clouding up. His school made him want to deal with this lust so she smiled and nodded herself.

Slowly, she eased herself down on his length as her core that had been dripping with her own arousal was eased on him. Minato had been gifted with a slightly longer than average manhood and it was known by the woman. They all had gotten used to it by now and they had enjoyed it of being able to have that in their bodies.

Rolling her hips, she could feel pleasure coming from deep within and she had to admit that it was incredibly nice to have this guy to herself.

Taking her breasts and slowly tugging on one of her large breasts as he sucked on the nipple, Kazehana could only smile and enjoy her body becoming Minato's.

It was true that those Sekirei had been somewhat overbearing but in this, Minato was their master and they could enjoy every second of it. Not that they were sextoys. But it was clear that in this, he was the one in charge. It was hard to change that truth as the Sekirei in his lap now whimpered and moaned as she was now sitting in his lap.

Minato had brought her closer to his mouth and they kissed, his tongue now in her mouth, exploring for all it was worth.

Rocking his hips but not taking her up and slamming her into the wall, Minato just rocked his hips as Kazehana's nails dug in his back. It were marks that this Ashikabi belonged to her. Not just to her. She had a couple of girls that were bound to him. Their souls sang as their bound grew stronger with the kissing.

Afterwards, Minato pressed her closer to his body as he now laid above her, his own body rocking at hers, a tandem, sweet yet rough. Her body that laid open for the pleasure both received. They had now needed to do more as they were busy getting their itch out their system.

Minato had learned a lot about Sekirei and even about women in general but his own body had to learn his own limits. And how to exceed them. But it wouldn't be for this night. With a near trigger, Kazehana felt how he reached his limit.

She would be happy that he would come inside her but she needed her own release. Minato let her take over for a while as she rode him.

'Beautiful.' Rang in his head as she went over him and her own actions drove her over the edge. Not too soon as Minato came inside her. She could feel her belly expanding and growing as he came in her. She could feel his seed in her body, doing its work. It wouldn't be for today but she couldn't wait until she got pregnant with his kids.

They would have a lot more sex before that happened and a lot more afterwards.

Much like the other Sekirei if they spoke the truth. Which most of them did. The only one who wasn't speaking about that was Kagari.

For now, Kazehana felt Minato slipping out her body and he collapsed. Past his experience, she doted on her Ashikabi. She held the man she had longed for close and held him close.

She could admit that the birds they were could teach the world about love. And with a time that matriarchy had established itself as world leading, she admitted that humanity had twisted.

It was no longer beautiful in what she saw in how men were abused today. And not just lovers or known men. No, strangers could do the same.

She had agreed that any harm on her Ashikabi would meet a harsh punishment. And she had delivered punishments on the women who thought they could lay a hand on her Ashikabi. But the wind mistress now only wanted to sleep. She laid next to her Ashikabi as dreams took her away.

Someone else had dreams as well but those weren't of the pleasant kind. Ichika woke up and he found himself in the room that he had to share with Houki Shinonono. Call it just his luck. He had been thinking over the match that he had to do with the match of Cecilia. He had been thinking about what he should do with her.

He didn't know next to nothing about the Infinite Stratos and he would already have a tough time getting used to his machine. But even so, he wasn't going to let Cecilia walk away from what she had done. So he woke up and he began to think about it.

How could he defeat her?

She might have been a better pilot than he was but even so, there had to be something. So for now, he would figure it out later.

Walking out the bed, he went up to the shower and he let the water wash over him. He wasn't sure about it so he had to ask around for help. Although he felt that wasn't the right thing to do. So for now, he just walked around the school, not caring about what people might think.

He had been caught up in a fine mess so he had to think about that for a bit. He had been sitting at the breakfast table until Houki had joined in.

"So what do you intend to do with Alcott?" She asked in a voice that was just cold.

"I don't know. I'll see what we got planned next, although I don't know if I'll get an IS. If that's not the case, I don't know what I will do."

"So it's true that you challenged a Representative Candidate?" The firs years looked up. Before them was an older girl. She had a red ribbon, indicating that she was a third year. The first years wore blue ribbons.

"Word travels fast around here. And yes, I did so. Why?" Ichika replied and he was just about done with this school. Could no one leave him alone?

"Well, I don't know if you know but the Representative Candidates are all top fighters in their own right. Do you have any experience with fighting in an Infinite Stratos?"

The best medicine would be the truth.

"No, I don't."

"Well, maybe I can teach you a few things in how to fight." Ichika had an idea that taking help from an experienced pilot would be nice, given the fact that even with Cecilia being a first year, he could use all the help he could get.

"That won't be necessary. I will teach him." Ichika turned around and looked at Houki in a bit of a shock.

"Why? You are a first year student like he is. It might be best that he learns from his seniors." Houki took a bit of her rice and chewed through them before replying.

"My sister made the Infinite Stratos. I take I am better versed in teaching him." Conceding defeat, the third year walked away and Ichika turned to her with a glare.

"What was that?" Houki was shocked that Ichika acted to her like that.

"What do you mean?" She asked as Ichika was looking at her in an angry way.

"First of all. You're saying that you're training me. When were you going to tell me that? Second. You used your older sister. Third. You know about as much as I do about the Infinite Stratos. So why do you think you can teach me? You don't have an IS. Fourth. What about my opinion?"

She took a breath and composed herself. She wasn't used that Ichika would bite to her like that.

"I did that because it is best that I teach you. I know things about the Infinite Stratos. As for your opinion. I think you should be focused more on your upcoming match."

"Can't I do that myself? You were the one who chose to become my trainer. Since when?"'

"Since I am the one who is best suited for this." Ichika knew that at this point, there was no changing it.

So he sighed and let it slip away from what Houki decided that she would do.

The hope of finishing his breakfast in peace were crushed as his sister marched in and demanded that the breakfast was finished now.

Never catch a break. In class, the theory went over the cores and Ichika had been trying to catch up and he focused on the chapters. Turned out that there were about 467 cores in the world and that only those could be used to mass produce.

Those cores could also only be used to make Personal Units. For now, that was something he should keep in mind. His sister called him out by his name and he turned his attention to her.

"Because there are no other units left, Orimura, you will be getting a Personal Unit." Ichika had hoped that his sister was joking.

It caused the class to be an uproar as Ichika would be getting a Personal Unit.

"Orimura-sensei. Why do I get one? Isn't that unit better used on someone else?"

"Looks like some people think that you can be best suited for that. So stop complaining and just get to it." Ichika hadn't liked the idea but he just decided to let it go and focus on the other parts.

"Your unit will be coming at you in the next few days, most likely on Monday."

"And how am I supposed to train with my unit if I only will receive it the day on the match?"

"That's your problem. Deal with it."

There were multiple remarks that he could have made, the biggest in his head, was that she was the one who caused this whole mess but he decided to bite his tongue and let work it out.

Some would wonder when he would eventually break. This sucked. The day went by and his brain had committed suicide in the meantime. He didn't like it when he was called away with Houki and they made their way to the dojo.

Old habits have a hard time of dying so Ichika knew about he should dress himself in those clothes.

But not all habits survived as he felt Houki overpowering him easily. It wasn't that Ichika was weak but he just haven't been used to it.

It didn't take long before Houki won.

"What is wrong with you? Weren't you a part of a kendo team in your middle school?" Ichika shot her a look and shook his head.

"Nope. I was in the going home club. Had to work to help lessen the load of Chifuyu-nee." 'Not that I didn't get some other ways to learn how to fight but it's nothing that you should know.'

"Gotta retrain you." Ichika's brain had again landed in his head.

"What?"

"I said that I will train you again. If you can't learn how to fight properly, it will go over in other parts of your life." Ichika's face was trying to figure out how that would work.

"Oh, no. Houki. I am here to learn how to fight with the Infinite Stratos, not to learn kendo."

"If you are not going to learn kendo, how are you supposed to learn how to fight in an IS?" Ichika was trying to figure out how that would work.

"I don't see how kendo will teach me this."

"You will train with me and later, I'll teach you the Infinite Stratos. For now, get started." Ichika hated this but he knew that he had no other option.

But there were some other ideas he could use.

That evening in his room.

Hey Minato. Sorry, I haven't heard from your reply last time. So I decided to let you know. Things in this school are crazy. I am still not used to this whole school and being the only male here. Those girls will be the death of me.

I got some issues with Houki. This morning she decided to be my coach without consulting me. Now, I'm stuck with this training as I won't have my machine.

I am also fighting Alcott-san. Can you give me some help on that?

Also, I know this is a bad custom but can you help me out with my homework? I have serious issues. Help me out, brother.

Thank you.

Ichika sent the mail with his notes and his issues. Afterwards, he went to bed. He was tired and he most likely would feel like that.

In Shinto Teiten. Minato had been working on his computer. His brain easily caught up with it. He couldn't wait until he graduated and start working with Takehito. He had also been on side projects that helped the good doctor out.

Takehito was shocked to see how smart and bright this guy was. Where was this boy before? Despite having a good brain, he wasn't as extravagant as Minaka or as headstrong as Takami. Which was a nice change of pace.

In this point, it was late and the days had flew by. After the night in the hotel, he went home, carrying Kazehana who blushed like a school girl. His day went by, by going to classes, helping out in the house and studying. The night was with his Sekirei vying for his attention and playing games with him. It was amazing how he could manage all those girls so well.

The later night, it was Musubi's turn as she sat in his lap while he was kissing her some time. She had been curious about Ichika and his relationship with Minato. But even so, things weren't changing and he was happy for that.

It was something surprising to see the normal air headed Sekirei so worked up about it. For a girl that didn't know her own strength, she had dished out harsh punishments before at women who called out to Minato.

It didn't end well.

For those women at least. Minato read the mail and he had to admit that Ichika was in a bad spot. While having Sekirei around you, was exhausting and eccentric, it was clear as day he could feel their bonds at him which made it clear how they felt about Minato. In the case of Ichika, Minato wondered about it.

So when Musubi sat next to him to let him write the mail, she was happy how focused Minato was in this.

Hello Ichika.

This is going to be a reply on both mails. I will look up Cecilia Alcott and send you some information. One thing you learn is how to examine your opponents and prepare for that. This game taught me that.

As for the way the Sekirei think, cause it's not mine, it are all the Sekirei. They are disgusted by the actions that women partake. They can agree that humans aren't like them who bind their lives to an Ashikabi but they can't understand why women would treat men like slaves.

As for defeating Infinite Stratos, I have heard of it but I think it depends heavily on the pilot and the Sekirei.

He looked to Musubi and would ask the Sekirei present.

"Musubi-chan. Do you think you can defeat an Infinite Stratos?" She pondered about it which made her look utterly adorable.

"I think I can. If the unit is close ranged, I just need to step out the weapons range and deflect the attacks." She punched the air, making oh so delicious movements to her chest. Minato looked at his first Sekirei.

"And if it's a long range unit? With guns for example."

"If I can avoid the attack and close the distance yes. When you're talking about, Minato-san, what do you call those guns for long range attacks?"

"You're looking for a sniper rifle?"

She nodded and cooed when she touched her head. "Yes, if I can get close, I can defeat it. With fast firing guns, I would have bigger issues. I think that either Kazehana-san or Tsukiumi-san would be better suited for that. Or Uzume-san. But it would also depend on the pilot. If the pilot is extremely good, I would have a hard time."

Pecking her on the lips, Minato thanked her as he continued his mail.

I asked an expert and she said that it Sekirei have an advantage. As for the new mail. I think I can relate. Don't be too pessimistic.

As for Houki, sounds like Shinonono-san. She has always been headstrong, right? It is good to have some experience in a fight. I know because Miya-san trained my Sekirei as well. Like I said, I will send you some information about Alcott-san. If I am not mistaken, I think she uses a sniper rifle. With your homework, I will try but I will just say that your branch is different from yours.

Keep yourself in one piece.

And if you ever need help, come asking me. Okay?

He closed the mail and send it to Musubi. She had been close to him when he wrote this mail.

"Minato-san. If you don't mind. Why are you going so far? I know that you would help others but with Ichika-san, you look really invested."

Minato closed his laptop and pushed the girl in his lap. Her arms were wrapped around his neck as his were on her very nice waist.

"Ichika and I have a history, Musubi-chan. It's not like we're childhood friends but back in the day, I wasn't popular." It was true as Minato was disregarded at home by his mother, grandmother and sister. His peers never saw him as interesting.

Uzume once said it was insulting it took Sekirei, sentient beings from another world, to realize what sort of good man Minato was.

It was only with Ichika that he felt he was the same.

With Yukari, she was a lot more violent compared to him and was the dominant in that relationship. With Ichika, Minato could act like an older brother. He looked after Ichika, helped him with his studies and taught him important things in life.

He was the father figure that Ichika craved for. Which was weird and not really healthy given the fact that Minato was just four years older than Ichika.

They had history and that went beyond anything.

"History? How can you be history?"

"It just means that our lives, we have parts that we are the same. He and I were much of the same. We looked after each other and we are just good buds. We are good friends. And you know me. I have a tendency to help others."

That was a part why Minato was such a desirable Ashikabi. She kissed Minato and pushed him down as their tongues intertwined and her wings came out.

"So when he comes, will you allow us to help him?"

"I would be happy if you would do that." Minato said and he decided it was a long enough day as he took Musubi up and carried her the room.

He had school tomorrow so he needed to get some sleep. And the best way to sleep well was by being covered by Sekirei. In a warm bed, Minato fell asleep.

His life wasn't easy but after all, he had been through, he didn't want it to change. And he wouldn't trade his girls for nothing in this world.

The week flew by and Ichika trained himself with Houki. Despite the harshness and intensity, it was like he nothing to show for. It was also harsh given that his sister wasn't cutting him any slack.

Only on Monday, his unit came out. They could look at the screen where Cecilia was flying out. He had learned from Minato that this was a long range unit. Get close and you had done a fight.

His sister was on his ass again and the only one was Houki who had an idea he could win.

"Hurry it up. We can't use the arena all the time so the sooner you start fighting, the better. You'll have to learn it on the fly."

Just great.

It was white, a color that matched well with Ichika. From what he could see, the wings were inactive. Like most of the Infinite Stratos, it was pretty big. The machine wasn't clunky or anything. It was just big and Ichika sighed. It was the same thing that spelled his doom back then.

"So this is your unit." Houki said and he sighed. It was clear now. So Ichika did and reached in the machine. He got acquainted to it and he could see the machine's numbers. This could work.

"I'm good." He said.

"Then begin." He went out to the arena and he went to the arena. He could see his assailant. She had some sort of vibe around her that for some reason that ticked him off.

"Oh, so you don't run away." Ichika sighed as he looked at the machine. Cecilia's main weapon was a large canon instead of a sniper rifle. For some reason, he would like a gun of his own.

"I don't run away from a fight."

"I will give you one last chance. It's nothing more than fair." Ichika waited for that word.

"What chance?"

"It's obvious that I'll defeat you overwhelmingly. So if you don't want to find yourself battered to a pulp and pathetically begging for mercy, I may forgive you if you apologize now."

"Yeah no. I will not go down like that. Let's just get this over with." Ichika said and the fight began. Normally, he would have charged for her but he and Minato had been chatting about things to do in this fight. Minato told him that it was best to first avoid her shots.

'Don't let her calling you out, get to you. Fly around in circles and force her to shoot after you. Once you can do that, let her just get closer to you.'

"Come on. Dance. Dance by the waltz played by Cecilia Alcott and Blue Tears."

'Dance. I don't know what sort of dance this is but this isn't cool.' Still, Ichika stayed out the fire range of Cecilia and he flew circles around her.

Ichika followed the advice of avoiding the attack. Just make it difficult on her. In the control room, they were a bit surprised to see Ichika using that tactic.

"Orimura-sensei. Did you give him this advice?"

"I don't. I haven't given this fool advice at all. I don't know who but this guy has taken classes from someone else."

Ichika wasn't spilling from who and he had learned from Minato who required the data from Matsu what his IS would be like. A long sword, called Yukihira. The benefit was a one hit kill at the cost of shield points. Taking out his sword, he kept avoiding shots and this was just getting easier on him.

For some reason, he ignored Cecilia's compliments and just made his way closer. When she employed her bits after him, he just hacked her drones down one by one.

"How dare you attack my unit?"

'Is it me or do all those pilots have some serious issues?' Ichika pondered as he got closer to Cecilia while cutting down her drones.

But something unexpected happened. He had taken some hits and for some reason, his shield points restored itself.

"What the? First shift?" He looked at his own unit.

Chifuyu had been open mouthed. Ichika had been able to avoid the attacks and thanks to Minato's heads-up, he had been able to get ahead. But he wasn't expecting that his shift would come.

What Matsu couldn't explain is how Yukihira, a weapon that was sued by Chifuyu Orimura ended up at Ichika's.

Without knowing where the original was, it was no telling where it came from. So Ichika made his way closer to Cecilia and for the last second, he held off for the last second, before using the last bit as he raced to her and while he downloaded energy to the weapon. He ended the match with one strike as he cut through Cecilia's armor.

"The match is over. Ichika Orimura is the winner." That was a first victory for him.

But there was a lot he owned to a good friend of him.


Not my finest work but I have a person nagging on me who has been quiet at me for some reason. I just wanted to get this over with. The next chapters that will come out will be at my own pace.

It's been a real productive weekend for me.

Saluut.