We are getting to the beach part of this fic and the other events. It's fun to do this again and see what CHAT GTP comes up with.

This chapter was written during the pandemic. To think it's been nearly four years ago.

All the stuff that happened. Looking back, it's weird though. There was some stuff and names from back in the day, but I couldn't foresee what I'd use now.

Just like before, there are vast parts of the original chapter. It's just the same as before.

Well, it's time to get back to this chapter.


Fly on your way, like an eagle

Fly as high as the sun


Started on 12/03/2020

Ended at 18/03/2020


The morning of the fifth of July, it came over to Japan, and Minato woke up with a heavy head and a familiar feeling. Sex was a rigorous activity, and even with the bonds of the Sekirei making him more assertive, he still had difficulties keeping up with them. Or some of those difficulties.

So it was also with a familiar feeling when he looked down on the scene when he removed his blankets, he found Chiho and Uzume sucking him off—a dream to wake up with. The girls turned to him with a sheepish smile but continued their work. Not that Minato minded it.

The girls' appearance was also alluring. Seeing them naked was just something that gave him a drive when the girls were like that.

Sure, they could dress up and be sexy and all. Still, their naked bodies were something that Minato loved seeing. The girls were all beautiful, and that didn't stop with the interactions like now. He was enjoying it.

Uzume had been sucking on the hard throb while Chiho licked on the under shaft. That was a sensitive part of Minato, and they knew it.

While he didn't mind the interactions, he could feel how Uzume gagged on him, and a disapproving glare made it clear that he didn't expect them to deepthroat him like they were some pornstars.

The girls might call it a fault he was too much of a selfless lover that he would even forego his pleasure to give the girls a good time. While the opposite was less than a favorable option, the girls agreed that it had its detriments. So when Uzume slowly closed herself, Minato could feel how the lips enclosed his dick, and the sucking continued.

Uzume began to feel Minato up. His scrawny build had started to give way to a swimmer's build. He was eating healthy and working out a lot, and his body was a growing bonus. Chiho decided to let her Sekirei work on Minato while she lay next to him. The male Ashikabi had a good idea of what she liked, so he kissed her.

"Good morning, Chiho." The tone was humorous. Nothing wrong with a good laugh.

"Good morning, Minato. I hope you don't mind if we have breakfast before breakfast." That did cause him to laugh—or he wanted to laugh. It's not a good idea to move when you've got a morning service.

With a nod, Uzume sucked on. The voluptuous Sekirei did her best to keep her male Ashikabi entertained. Minato could feel how he was getting closer. The more times he did, the more that was needed to get him off. Not that the girls really minded that.

Chiho moved closer to him, and she lay next to him. Minato pressed her closer, and he kissed her body. Like Uzume, his hands wandered over her light body, and Chiho could feel herself lighting up when Minato touched her. Kissing on, she sucked on his lip while his hands went in some places.

Long fingers went inside something, and Chiho found herself clamping Minato on it. He fingered her while Uzume sucked him off. When the Sekirei decided that it was enough, she let Minato go slowly. After the kiss ended, with some saliva between Chiho and him, Minato looked down on his legs.

The smirk of Uzume made him angry. Especially with the fact that he got a raging boner, and the naked girl with the tits on him didn't help.

The good news was that Uzume laid down between his legs and clenched his dick between her tits. Throughout the years, Minato had gotten good at feeling the different sets of tits. Something he never guessed that could be true.

Kazehana had a softness much like Tsukiumi and Matsu, while Musubi was springy in her tits. Uzume was closer to Musubi in the titjobs. Her springiness was great to have, and it gave her an energy to work with. Slowly, she rubbed Minato up and down. Some pressure was taken off while some places got added. Minato couldn't help but sigh.

He no longer moaned too much, a thing he had gotten from having it multiple times, but he found it still great to have on his dick. A tip came out every once in a while. Chiho got an excellent idea and moved over Minato's head. Her legs ended up at his mouth, and he brought the message.

Uzume moved her head back and kissed Chiho. For a moment, she let the girl go, and smiling at Chiho, she touched the neck of the little girl. Chiho smirked as her hands went down on the tits that still had Minato's dick between them.

"You mind?" The question was innocent, but the tone was anything but. Chiho could make a disaster and enjoy the fires from miles away. Using her tits, she shook them up and down on Minato. A few noises made it clear that it wasn't getting him off but causing discomfort.

"Chiho, could you let Uzume take care of that? She knows it a little bit better than you." Chiho let the excellent tits of Uzume go, and the Veiled Sekirei began to wrap them around Minato. A sigh of relief was heard while Chiho sat down, and when the tip was shown, Uzume found Chiho sucking on the tip. Shrugging, she let Chiho do what she wanted while she kissed the back of the head.

Minato used his fingers and tongue to eat Chiho out. The honey blonde didn't stop sucking on Minato's dick while he herself played with her pussy. Uzume moved along with the tits, and the rhythm sat in pretty quickly. Minato groaned together with Chiho, who found herself enjoying this as well.

He had gotten good at eating out, and Uzume began to work more on Minato. They had to hurry, and Minato started to feel it needed to shoot out his semen. The movements of Minato and the fact that he had been gripping the underside of Uzume's boobs showed him that he was looking for relief.

The Sekirei had toyed with the idea of holding him on that point and keeping him there. They did that two times.

It was an idea from Matsu, Kazehana and Uzume.

They stopped after they realized that they didn't get any more because Minato didn't like that. So when release had to come, they doubled their efforts to get Minato off. So far, he has gotten hot in there, and they can feel the heat coming from Minato.

With a grunt, Minato came. Unloading in Chiho's mouth, the girl couldn't hold all the seed in her mouth, and it spilled to Uzume's tits. She scooped it up and tasted it. Minato groaned when more came out. Usually, he couldn't keep it up like that.

And that was also true now. Minato wasn't the most significant alpha on the block, and the Sekirei wanted something else.

Despite his meek and shy demeanor, Minato had a ton of good morals and a good head. He was ready to fight if that was needed, and his words were gold. While some human women might frown on that, the Sekirei winged to him because they loved him.

End of the story.

That is why they loved doing this sort of stuff to him. Uzume let him go, and with a relieved sigh, Minato fell back on the pillows.

"I take this is one great way to wake up." The busty brunette tittered while Chiho climbed off him. Smirking at him, Minato couldn't help but gulp. Both Sekirei and Ashikabi looked sexy with his jizz dripping down.

"You're telling me. But we need breakfast first." Looking over the clock, they had ten minutes before they got their full breakfast.

"I propose we'll take a walk around town. Not that I mind the whole idea of having sex nonstop, but that won't be a good holiday, now would it?"

The proposal of Chiho was taken gladly. Not only because Minato would need some time off from his dick but also because he wanted to look around the town a bit.

When Miko went in, the smell hit her nostrils. Luckily, the room attendants were all properly dressed. She wondered how much stamina the handsome young man had. He didn't look like much, but it was clear from the faces of the girls that he had proven himself to be really good at it.

She didn't want to know about it. She just wanted to drop her food. Her black hair, tied into a braid, didn't fall, but it did the blush on her face. This cute guy was living across the street. Maybe she should visit him. Tomorrow was her day off, after all.

After breakfast, some talking took place, and the three got dressed and walked around. The site would be even better in the winter when snow was falling. It would be a great time to visit.

Even without the snow and cold, it wasn't warm compared to Shinto Teito. The summer could be brutal, so they enjoyed the comfortable temperature. The place was well-lighted, and it had a picturesque feel to it.

With Chiho to his left and Uzume at his right arm, Minato felt happy and more relaxed because no one was paying attention to him—or not that many. He had to get used to the whole feeling.

Not even a month ago, he lay on a beach with Tsukiumi, enjoying the heat and sweating of the south. Now, he was in the north with Uzume and Chiho. The two were in silence and walked with him.

In a good relationship, people can enjoy silence. With a noisy house, it was a shared secret that Minato could enjoy some time off from it all. It was weird that even in this, he and Chiho could enjoy silence.

It's not that they went anywhere without Uzume. She respected her Ashikabi's wishes and could walk around in silence as well. They just looked around the place, taking in the scenery and letting their imagination run in.

Some shops were open, and they bought traditional sweets and food from those places. Some strawberry things, Musubi was going to love these.

Despite it all, they walked around at a decent pace, and Minato even had some pictures to take them. It was warm. It was soft. It was like they were in a dream. Someplace they could stay in forever.

Around noon, their stomachs started to grumble, and despite not being as big an eater as Musubi, Uzume needed her food. They made their way back in, and the Miko smiled at them.

"Had a nice trip, dear guests?" Minato nodded and smiled when he walked over to her. "Hey, I am wondering. This inn, does it stay open throughout the year?"

The woman blushed when he asked that. This was getting at her. "Sure. We have some closing days. When do you have in mind?"

The former Ronin shook his head. "It's just a question. We got a few at home who would like to see this place when it is covered in snow."

The woman smiled at him. "Sure, we can let you know the dates. This is the folder." Handing it to Minato, she smiled as they made their way back to the room.

"Could we have our lunch in our room? We went around and got pretty hungry." The girl was happy to hear that. The lunch was nearly done, and her half daybreak would set in after she delivered the food to Minato, Chiho, and Uzume.

When it was down, they could even feel an enormous rumble of hunger from walking around. When the girl was done, she didn't even bother undressing in another outfit. Crossing the street, she stepped into a small gift shop. Next to it was a young guy.

Neiko Rishara had recently moved to Hokkaido after flunking out of college. Luckily, he wasn't too far in debt. He found the small village to be the perfect place to start his small souvenir shop.

A bit taller than most Japanese, he had black hair and blue eyes that sparkled. Wearing a working shirt and pants, he sat in his chair, reading his newspaper.

The simple things in life make one most happy. Let others save the world. He had his life in order and just wanted to take it easy.

Turning around, his ray of sunshine walked in.

"Kosaki-chan?" Four years his junior, they had a comfortable relationship with friends. He thought she was cute and very well-developed for her age. She was eighteen, though, and that was something he always kept in mind.

"Hey, Neiko. Is it busy?" The guy shrugged.

"Meh, no, really. Opened a bit too early. So what?" The guy didn't say much more because his air supply was cut off. The girl ground on his lap while she sat down, kissing the ever-loving hell out of him. Her tongue slipped into his mouth. He breathed in the kiss and went back at her.

Wrapping his arms around her body, he pressed her closer to him. She let him go when he growled.

Looking down, they found that her kiss and grinding had caused a natural reaction.

"Something wrong, Kosaki?" The girl smirked at him. "I got an Ashikabi and two Sekirei at the Inn. I got my break. So you mind helping me out, Neiko?"

The guy was agape but nodded. She was selling, and he was buying. Turning the board around, he said, "We're closed." he turned around, and his mouth fell on the floor. She stood before him, and she was dressed in pretty mature underwear.

She knelt and unbuckled his pants. Well, the wagtails brought love and happiness wherever they went, and they certainly did now.

Another guy was enjoying a wagtail or, in his own words, a Sekirei. Minato sat down after dinner, watching some TV. Not paying much attention to it, he glanced over to the two women. Chiho was napping on the lap of Uzume, who played with her hair.

"I think she got tired from all the walking," Uzume joked about her Ashikabi. "Do you want me to take her over?"

Shaking her head, Uzume replied, "I'm fine, Minato. Let me take care of her." Looking down at the face of her female Ashikabi, the Sekirei smiled. Her face was peaceful, like now.

Her male Ashikabi walked behind her and cracked his knuckles, warming up his hands. Minato began to knead the knots in his Sekirei's shoulders. Uzume glanced back at him.

"Minato, I said I was fine." The guy ignored her protest and continued to massage her neck, switching to his elbows, demonstrating some experience.

"Minato," she groaned as he persisted. "Where did you learn such a thing?"

Turning her head, Minato gave her a chaste kiss. Placing one hand on her shoulder, Minato smiled at her.

"Takehito. He told me to learn this. It would be a great help if I could get you all pregnant. I decided that now was the time to practice."

Uzume had to think about it, but she figured it out. If he were to try this at home, they would all be over him, demanding to have the first pick.

No, he could practice. Or at least try. Uzume admitted that Minato had a good grip on her shoulders. She enjoyed the touch. Of course, she knew how good Minato could be with his fingers. Even if she never had the intention of being winged by Minato, he would still be a part of her and Chiho's lives.

But now, she couldn't be happier. He had winged her and, in some regards, had a warm flock; her other Ashikabi was recovering and now sleeping on her lap. Minato's hands didn't wander lower than usual. Around her throat, she tensed up and then relaxed.

"Thanks, Minato. This felt great." Laying down so he could make eye contact with her, he grinned back at her.

"I'm glad you liked it, Uzume. I had to try it, and this was a great try."

A giggle escaped her when she thought of it. "You think it'll be fun to impregnate us all." He looked to the ceiling.

"I think it will be one pleasurable thing. I think about the amount of fun we will have when we got kids around." She shook her head. Most men would be all over the idea of ideal machoism to make a girl pregnant. To show the world. 'I made these women pregnant.'

Not Minato. He was more interested in raising the kids than being with them. If he had the chance to have active parents, he'd raise those kids.

The Sekirei would live with the idea of being modern-day housewives or traditional wives. What a dumb term, really. Is it wrong to choose to stay home and take care of the kids? Seven children would be one hassle to raise.

Still, Minato couldn't help but smile. The trust and comfort the Sekirei offered had dismantled the barriers erected by his grandmother, mother, and sister.

Takami had learned her lesson well enough to no longer interfere with Minato's decisions. During a shouting match, where Minato emphatically stated that his mother had no say over his life and choices, Uzume and the other Sekirei had to cover Kusano's ears.

But it was his grandmother's confrontation that genuinely stood out. She had never witnessed Kazehana so enraged until she heard the older adult speak ill of her grandson.

Uzume and Musubi had to exert considerable effort to restrain Kazehana, the wind warrior. After ten minutes, Kazehana gave the woman a beating that ensured she would never walk properly again.

"Thinking on fun stuff, Uzume." Looking down on Chiho, she had woken up from her slumber. "Slept well?" Taking up the tits of her Sekirei and shamelessly groping them, she squeezed the soft flesh of the boobs. Minato rolled his eyes on the show.

Being around seven women who were in a nearly constant phase of sexual frustration made him somewhat immune to the show of Yuri.

"Slept very well. Thank you, Uzume. Did they grow bigger?" Taking away the arms of her Ashikabi, Uzume pressed her lips on Chiho's. Her wings came out, and she let her Ashikabi fall to the floor.

"I don't think so. They're big enough." Uzume was the third most endowed. Her tits were the third biggest, sharing the same size as Matsu. Musubi was second, and Kazehana was first.

Due to her fighting, Uzume's tits had certain flexibility that Matsu lacked. She remembered the times during the last orgy, which was what it was. Chiho and Matsu were already tired from their pleasure round, so the three brunettes decided to have fun with Minato.

Kazehana and Uzume were busy using their tits on him while Minato was kissing Musubi, keeping the idea in mind of letting her join in the next time. Minato was big enough to handle them.

She had a burn in her loins again, and the idea of fucking Minato with the others again played in her mind.

"How about we repeat yesterday's event? I am calling dibs, Uzume." Minato sighed. He really had to talk with his mum about some medicine.

At least, Chiho was better for him. He couldn't explain why, but he liked having sex with Chiho. It was human.

Sure, the Sekirei were close to humans and hot, but there was just a difference. They undressed in the room and went back into the bath. They sat down and groaned when their tired feet hit the hot water.

"So, Chiho, how do you want this?" The human girl smiled and moved over to him. "Soft and warm." She said and slid over Minato while he groaned when he was buried deep inside her body. Switching and kissing, Uzume looked at them.

She wasn't going to sit and watch them have sex. Sliding behind Chiho, her hands went down. Chiho had small breasts, but she wasn't flat. Her fingers went over the rugged rocks that were her nipples.

"Uzume-chan." Chiho moaned while Uzume began to feel her up. Hands wandered around her body while Minato slowly thrust in her. He moved up and down on her body. Chiho just sat down and let herself become limp to let her lovers have their way with her.

She had done that before. In terms of power scale, Chiho was the lowest. Kusano was more potent than she was, but luckily, she never had to participate in that matter.

Of course, the Sekirei sparred, safe for Kusano. But for the other average person in the bedroom, Minato had winged six other Sekirei. At least four of those, plus her own Uzume, like to roughhouse the male who had gotten one sturdy build over the constant hugs and affection. Sure, the Sekirei would never hurt the Ashikabi, but with power levels on different scales, they had to get used to that.

The rest of the harem often worked over each other to get rid of sexual tension; Uzume and Chiho frequently turned to each other for relief. Chiho groaned even more when Uzume kissed her neck and racked her teeth over her skin.

Chiho didn't mind the attention from the other Sekirei and often dished it out as well. So far, she has been doing some naughty stuff with Tsukiumi, Musubi, and Kazehana. The latter loved to tease the hell out of Chiho.

But now, she could think about that later. Bending back with her tits into the chest of Uzume, Chiho had fitted over Minato, and her hips rocked over his body. She bounced his lap, and the two Ashikabis groaned at the actions.

So far, they have just taken their time, making sweet love while enjoying each other's bodies. The heat of the water and the warmth of their own bodies had just caused them to enjoy each other. Moving alongside their heat, Minato couldn't help but reach up to her head and kiss Chiho. Uzume let the head go and leaned over the shoulder. With a wink, Minato also kissed Uzume.

When she was let go, Chiho began to move a little bit more frantic. It made Minato know she was nearing her peak, and despite it all, he had gotten used to it, so he began to move back at her. Uzume, of course, joined in the fast-moving of the bodies. Chiho gritted her teeth while Minato increased his speed just enough for her to keep up.

Listening to the moans and gasps, Minato couldn't help but be enamored by the sight. Chiho held onto it until a kiss from Minato and a pinch from Uzume brought her over the edge. She slid off Minato with heavy breathing. Looking down, Uzume smirked that Minato hadn't found time to cum.

Without hesitation, she slid down on his member. Minato groaned while he touched her well-formed breasts. Uzume had been worked up from Chiho's teasing. The girl looked back at him and shook her head. He shared the notion. The enhanced sex drive really cost the two Ashikabis, but they weren't complaining now. Minato began to grope Uzume even more while burying his head deeper into her tits.

He couldn't help but gulp and groan while Uzume rode him. The moves she made were terrific on his lap. She was gliding over his body while their sexual organs still touched. Minato couldn't help but enjoy touching her tits and ass.

Squeezing her soft bum and burying his head deeper in her breasts, Minato drooled as he couldn't help but feel how the first time with Chiho had brought him to limits. Uzume winked at him. "Don't worry about it, Minato. Just let go of it." Good thing the Veiled Sekirei told him because two seconds later, she could feel how Minato filled her up.

"That's a good job." Chiho tittered when Uzume stayed on Minato. Enjoying their connection, they weren't moving but basking in each other's feelings. The warmth of the bad had caused them to get red in the face.

She kissed him one more time and slid her tongue inside him. Minato wasn't getting up anymore, but she didn't mind. He wasn't selfish, and he was just too tired to keep going. Uzume found that a presence was near them, and Chiho laid her head on his shoulder. Kissing his cheek, she tugged on it.

It wasn't drawing blood, but it made clear that his mouth was needed. Minato let Uzume go and kissed Chiho in return. Touching his cheek underneath, Uzume had Minato eating out her hand and every other place if she required it.

She slid out of Minato, sure that his sperm was where it needed to go, and took his right shoulder. The three soaked in and were ready to forget the entire world.

While Uzume and Chiho were still awake, Minato was out like a light. "Looks like that finally caught up with him." Minato had fallen asleep, tired from the sex he had. They didn't fault him for that.

It was just them having some fun, but Minato had at least seven women to contend with.

The tone in Sekirei's voice made it clear to Chiho that Uzume meant something serious.

"You mean the whole debacle with Ichika. Uzume, that is still his choice. So far, I don't see how we are getting involved in that." Shifting around, Uzume pressed herself closer to Chiho.

"Chiho, there is something. Haven't you noticed? Between Big Sis, Matsu, and Miya. There is something that involves Ichika." Despite being in a hot bath, Chiho felt a shiver go down her spine.

"I thought I was the only one. I don't think it's much about Ichika, though. But didn't he mention having a big sister? Chifuyu. That lady is intense," Uzume raised an eyebrow in intrigue.

"You know her?"

"They broadcasted the Mondo Grosso Championships in the hospital. Chifuyu won the first and would have taken the second, but she forfeited. Maybe we should ask Minato about this." They glanced at him and simultaneously shook their heads.

"Not right now. But there's something that keeps nagging at me." The Sekirei stood up, and Chiho couldn't help but marvel at the sight. Despite everything, she still found it hard to believe her luck with Uzume.

And now, seeing Minato sleeping peacefully, they felt compelled to do more.

"How about we take a nap?" Uzume's smile was as infectious as ever. Even in moments of calm, her excitement was palpable. Gently extricating herself from Minato, she turned to Uzume.

"Can you carry him up? I think you can handle it." Uzume didn't protest. The assertion was undeniable. She carefully lifted Minato, grateful it was just her, Chiho, and his unconscious form present.

Though not as physically strong as Musubi, carrying Minato was not a challenge for her. He had gained weight, now over seventy kilograms with added muscle, but she managed to lift him with ease, cradling him in her arms bridal style.

Chiho trailed behind them, mesmerized by Uzume's shapely behind. "I can feel your eyes on me, you little girl." Looking up at the brown eyes, Chiho rolled hers while she sat down in her naked form.

Putting Minato away, Uzume turned back to Chiho, who sat down. It was clear she needed some aftercare now. Still not used to Minato's full size, it was no wonder why she took it easy on him. Not saying a word, Uzume moved behind her female.

Chiho knew what she had planned. "Please take it easy. I can't handle much more." Uzume hugged her Ashikabi.

"Don't worry, Chiho. I keep it in mind." Fingers touched the lips and slowly massaged them. Chiho was putty in her hands and just laid back. It was not like the usual trip with other Sekirei.

They were partly in it and partly with each other. Uzume was winged by Minato, yes, and a part of his flock. That was unmovable. But Chiho was also in love with him and a part of it despite her being an Ashikabi. Yet, they also had each other to fall back on.

They could live with love like this, and they would never be alone again. Uzume could feel that Chiho was also tired.

'He is one stud. Suppose he could keep it up with us like now. And despite it all, he got his flaws.' Uzume calmed Chiho down, who drowned in the boobs. Uzume had one fantastic body.

"Offer light to a coming day, inspire a child." Uzume sang while Chiho fell asleep. When Chiho was away, Uzume set a clock. Minato would wake up. Moving Chiho's body to the left side of Minato, she clung to his chest. Joining Minato on his left, they fell back asleep.

She could get used to this. She was waking up, having sex, having breakfast, walking around, having a bath, having sex, taking a nap, eating dinner, having sex again in a bath, and sleeping.

Shaking her head, she knew that this only went so far. Minato's reserves held up. Despite his strength and growth, Minato could not have sex with seven women all at the same time. Either the Sekirei had to take turns for one month until he hit three or four first for one month and following it up. That could not be pleasant.

Even so, Minato is taking care of Ichika right now. While the Sekirei lamented that on him, Uzume understood that if he did not have that side, he would never have gone so far.

Her death or termination had shaken him to his very core. Incredible if she considered herself not a part of his harem at the time. But that didn't matter—his willingness to throw himself into danger to save those around him.

That was what saved her. It was what saved Chiho.

It would be what saved Ichika Orimura. But for now, Uzume joined her two Ashikabis in the land of dreams. There was no place she would rather be.

Waking up, Minato stirred after the amount of sex they had. Briefly wondering, he had to look for something else. The idea of having these extensive periods of sexual intercourse with Chiho and Uzume was making this clear.

It felt delicious, which was saying something, given how much sex he had on a regular basis.

But his hips and lower body felt extremely sore. For the production of sperm, a male needs an intake of something, preferably protein. It would explain his higher drive for meat. And he wasn't talking about pussy. He was speaking about beef or chicken—anything to help him with his low amount of sperm.

Sighing, he was sure they had to figure out some things to make it more fun for him later.

For now, he figured it was time to get up for dinner. One thing was sure: they were in for an early night.

Turning to his side, he locked eyes with Uzume. "Morning, hubby," she greeted, her lips meeting his in a kiss that unfurled her wings. She moaned happily into the kiss.

"Evening, Uzume," the male Ashikabi corrected gently, addressing his seventh Sekirei. "Slept well?"

"Like a rose. How about we get dinner ready?" The pair then turned their attention to Chiho, who was dozing off on Minato's shoulder. Sitting up, Minato nudged her awake. "Chiho, time to wake up."

The girl stirred, yawning and stretching. Minato couldn't help but notice her as she woke.

"Morning, Uzume. Minato. Kiss?" Uzume leaned over Minato, delivering a kiss that left Chiho blushing profusely. Once again, wings flared in the room. Minato extricated himself from the embrace, proceeded to dress, and then took out two kimonos.

Feeling Chiho's hug from behind, Minato heard her request. "Minato. Kiss." With a sigh, he turned and shared a kiss with Chiho, who clung to him. Uzume observed the growing bond between them, not minding in the slightest.

Dinner was served in their room, and they savored the hot meal together. "Perhaps we could move here," Uzume suggested playfully, to which Minato shook his head.

"I asked Tsukiumi the same thing when we returned from Okinawa. But we agreed it wasn't a great idea. After all, I have to work at MBI when all this is over."

Chiho also began to think. "It's not a great idea either to let our kids grow up with the last few days of sloth."

Minato raised an eyebrow on the blonde's remark. "Minato, we woke up with sex, walked around, ate, bathed, had sex, slept, had dinner, will bathe and most likely end up with sex."

"Great way to live, right?" Uzume's comment was lighthearted, but Minato had his concerns.

"Uzume, I don't want our child to end up a sloth, let alone turn out like Seo." Chiho nodded in agreement; although Seo was helpful, he epitomized a leech, living off Takehito and Minato. Despite owing Seo too much to cut ties, it was clear the man was nothing but a drain.

Or, at the very least, a failure as a grown-up.

"Exactly. I don't want my adorable little Ashikabi growing up to live like a pig," Uzume remarked, casting a glance at the young Ashikabi in question.

"You mean me or Minato?" Chiho's eyes sparkled with mischief as she teased Uzume, her hand reaching out to Minato.

"Considering one of us is small and cute, I'd say Uzume was referring to you, Chiho," Minato retorted with a quip. Living with women like Uzume and Kazehana had sharpened his teasing skills.

Chiho shot him a glare but soon gave in. "Well, either way, I hope you don't mind, Minato, but I'll be taking my share of sex tomorrow." Her gaze dropped to her robes, signaling a shift in the conversation's mood.

"Yep, that's for tomorrow," Minato said, exhaling a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you see it that way. I'm going to need some time off as well."

Chiho offered him a warm smile, and Uzume let out a sigh. Though she was up for more, there was no point in pushing their luck tonight.

"I'll let you off the hook tonight. Maybe just some light washing. How does that sound, Minato?"

He nodded in agreement. "I can live with that. But let's not go beyond second base." After their delightful dinner, the pair returned to the hot bath, relishing the warmth enveloping them.

Second base meant that being felt up was certainly happening. Minato enjoyed the feeling of Uzume and Chiho. They were also going over his body. Kissing was also very much appreciated and done. That was for sure.

They continued in the bed. Minato slept while Uzume and Chiho used his arms—not that he blamed them. It wasn't often they could pick that place when they slept with the entire flock.

So when they had a chance now, they found his arms had a certain appeal. But for now, they had their time off.

They weren't waking up soon after the rigorous day. Both of their sex and Minato's dick could use a bit of healing.

The three slept during the night and enjoyed the rest. The soft mats, the crickets outside, the breathing of Minato. They weren't going anywhere now. And neither Uzume nor Chiho wanted to be somewhere else.

The morning was pleasant for Minato. He knew that Ichika had his day on the beach, but he didn't know about the horrors that the other guys had witnessed there—not that he cared.

Unlike last night, Minato woke up with another thing. The girls were still asleep on his shoulders, and he was happy with that.

He could feel himself healing down there. It wasn't sore any longer, but it could have used some more rest. Or easy sex.

The rest of his girls liked it when he was rough, but he could do with easier ones. He set the pace, and they followed.

But so far, they had no sex, and he could live with that. For now, he could use the sleep. So he slid back under the warmth of the Sekirei.

Looking at Chiho, he marveled at the whole thing.

He loved Chiho Hidaka. And in another life, Minato guessed that she would be the girl he would fall in love with.

But sleep claimed him again, and Minato's head went to a good place. He slept with the girls who lay next to him. Eventually, Chiho woke up after the long hours of sleep.

Looking down on the penis of Minato, she knew that his pole needed some rest. Not that she complained about it. The perpetual sloth that Uzume lived in wasn't up for her. Laying back down, she watched Minato sleep. Working herself closer to him, she kissed him on the lips and pulled herself closer to his body.

Her stirring caused Minato to wake up. "Morning, Chiho."

"Good morning, Minato. Hope you slept well." The guy smiled at her.

"Like a rock. Damn, I feel still tired." Looking down, Chiho couldn't blame him.

"We were too rough on you?" The smile on Minato was roguish. He should smile like that. In Chiho's not-so-humble opinion. "Not at all. It's just that I am happy how I wake up now." A pair of brown eyes smiled at them.

"Maybe we can do it more. I like how we do this. Maybe get others in this." Turning around, the two tackled their Sekirei to the ground. Kissing Uzume, Minato and Chiho took turns in a while groping the excellent tits. When they let her go, Uzume blushed.

"Uzume, I love you two as much as the others. But the idea alone of having this constant amount of sex. I can keep it up with you two. But not with the others involved." Minato said when he sat back up.

The two didn't mind it. They had gotten their amount of sex and fun. Right now, they could lay back and enjoy their time off. The more shots they got now, the better. Still, they had to figure out a schedule to get pregnant finally.

It was a topic when Minato was out with Tsukiumi while the rest of the flock talked. They found a place not too far from the Inn. In some coincidence, it was an abundant Inn—only a bit larger with more rooms and a bit more modern conveniences.

They could move later when they got kids. During the summer, they would take some turns in finally getting pregnant. The Sekirei wanted children, and they would call them. While the trips and every once in a while sex was fun and all, it wasn't consistent.

During the summer, Minato would stay at home. So when it was their turn, they could switch time up.

Like human women, Sekirei had a 48-hour window during which getting pregnant was easier. They could get pregnant all the time, but that was neither here nor there.

They didn't blame Minato, of course, for having his college, Ichika, and all that, but they weren't going to wait too long before they could get kids, especially in Chiho's case, who was a human woman. She was still young, but she wasn't going to wait too long.

She was a reminder that life can throw you a curveball, and they were no fun.

But back to the girls, they sat up while they just looked at the room.

"So we take it easy now," Chiho asked her two lovers.

"Yep."

"I do not argue there," Minato replied. When the Miko tapped on the door, he opened it to express their gratitude for the meal. The three of them enjoyed their last breakfast together, knowing they would return one day. But for now, they were fully present in the moment.

Breakfast was a silent affair, yet it was filled with peace. There were no words needed as they savored their meal in quiet companionship.

After breakfast, Minato proposed trying something new with Uzume's hair before they took another bath. Seated in front of her Ashikabi, Chiho watched with a raised eyebrow as Minato began to braid Uzume's hair.

His hands gently worked through the long strands, expertly weaving them into a braid. Uzume remained quiet, marveling at the sensation of his hands skillfully manipulating her hair.

"Where did you learn to do this?" Uzume inquired, intrigued.

Minato turned to Chiho with a smile, the yukata suiting him remarkably well. "I picked it up a while back. It's easier this way. Yukari had longer hair, so I practiced on her."

Chiho glanced at her hair. "Can you do mine, too?"

His nod was reassuring. "Sure, your hair is longer, and there's more of it compared to Musubi's. It gives me more to work with," Minato explained as Uzume admired the braid he had finished.

"We're your experiments again?" Chiho joked as she took her seat.

Minato's unashamed nod confirmed just how much he had embraced this role. The two women couldn't help but acknowledge his growth.

"Yep. When this goes well, I think I can do more stuff with the others." When it was over, Chiho turned around and kissed Minato on his lips. From the other side, Uzume began to wrap the yukata of his body, which became better and better each time.

They looked down on his dick. It had gotten twelve hours of rest. While it wasn't standing at attention, it was more than ready for it.

Chiho began to stroke his dick, and Minato groaned while Uzume pressed herself on his back. Her tits didn't do much but cause more arousal. Chiho slid down on the dick, and her lips opened up. She could call it sick, but she had gotten used to swallowing stuff.

Minato let the two girls do what they wanted. Making himself limp for the change, Chiho bopped her head up and down. Uzume took his arms and kept him to the side.

Her legs went next to his while she sucked and kissed on his neck. It was for sure that she would leave a hickey on the channel. Not that he minded it. The neck was nearly untraceable, and the only ones who would see it were the other Sekirei.

He didn't mind the fact of being sandwiched or something like that. Chiho continued to suck on his dick while Uzume teased his upper body. Her hands went over the abs, which had grown, and so on. She could feel his body under her delicate touch. She tittered in how much Minato wanted to kiss her. Turning his head, her lips found him, and the Veiled Sekirei's wings shined in the room.

Not that it stopped Chiho. Slowly taking in more of Minato, he couldn't help but groan in the kiss. Uzume found herself also enjoying the moaning of Minato while Chiho found herself teasing the young guy. She moaned while her head went up and down.

She couldn't choke him all down, and that was something that she didn't want to do. She wasn't going fast on Minato, and it took her considerable time.

The girl tried to stuff as much as she could into her mouth. The gentle trust came from below; her hands on his legs could feel him. Quickly enough, they found a rhythm.

What she couldn't fit in her mouth was covered by her hands. She could smell him. It wasn't bad or stinky. It was just how Minato smiled after a night's rest. She loved how Minato smelled. As a man, he was so good for her. Her tongue went over him, and she used a bit more speed. Chiho could feel how Minato tensed up until he came in her mouth.

Unloading in her mouth, she found herself gulping down the sperm that came out. When she let go, she smiled at him.

"Thanks for the extra meal." She winked while Uzume kissed Minato's leftover essence. Licking the face of her Ashikabi, Uzume found the sperm of Minato on Chiho's face a delectable treat.

"You know. You don't have to do that." Minato said when Chiho undressed for the bath.

"We are allowed to do what we choose, right Minato." Shaking his head, he didn't want to argue with the girls. The arguments with them weren't worth it.

Sure, they argued, and some lost their patience occasionally, but they weren't like the ones with his mum or sis.

In the bath, Uzume and Chiho constantly seized Minato. The funny part was that with a threesome, the flock discovered that Minato could still be available to the three women. When they added more girls, it got a bit more difficult for Minato to pay attention to all of them.

That is why despite their enjoyment of the said orgies, they got out stronger from those; they rarely did them.

It was to celebrate something or, every once in a while, to enjoy it.

In the bath, the three went at it for a while. Minato lay down on the floor while Chiho rode him. Uzume got eaten out, and the two kissed while Minato licked and pumped from down below. When they switched, Chiho used her lap as a pillow. How she did it, Minato would never know, but she blew him in the meantime while Uzume had her hands on his chest.

In the bath, Uzume got it from behind while his fingers found Chiho. The girls moaned while they got their payback. Afterward, Chiho sat in his lap while Minato pumped down below.

Uzume and Chiho didn't know where he got the stamina, but they enjoyed it. Minato had found his vigor while he made love to the two of them. In the end, he was red in the face, and just like yesterday, his body gave out.

Chiho shook her head, and Uzume carried her Ashikabi to the room. They got dressed for lunch. They grinned when Miko found Minato passed out.

"Is this normal?" She asked, flushed, and Uzume grinned at her.

"Let's just say that he can overwork himself. And neither of us would want it different." The Sekirei stretched out, and the tits showed in her yukata. The Miko gulped when she heard that. When she would leave for the door, she turned around.

"I have to ask. Are you two the only ones that he tends to?" The two shared a look.

"Don't you know? That's Minato Sahashi, the winner of the Sekirei Plan. He's got six more, five of whom are like us," whispered the young girl, her voice tinged with awe and a hint of caution. The realization made her gulp. This was a world she wasn't ready to dive into.

As Minato rested, the two women shared a quiet meal. They bore no grudges for his need to sleep; after all, the recent events had taken their toll on everyone. However, the impending departure loomed over them. They decided to tidy up a bit, preparing for their journey back. Tonight was the night they had to leave.

Waking up to the sight of packed bags and the Sekirei ready to depart, Minato noticed they had left him a set of clothes. Their thoughtfulness warmed his heart. "Thanks, you two. Sorry if I fell asleep," he murmured, his gratitude evident in his voice.

Uzume and Chiho, already dressed in their usual attire, reassured him with a shake of their heads. Although they couldn't enjoy one last soak in the bath, they looked forward to a leisurely trip back to the station.

Uzume, in her distinctive style, had donned a grey vest over her white dress, the combination suiting her perfectly.

"Don't worry, Minato. We knew you needed the rest. Let's check out and head home," Uzume said, her voice steady and reassuring.

Once Minato was dressed, they shared the last part of their meal with him. As they ate, reflections of their trip filled their minds. They had enjoyed traditional sweets and the hospitality of the inn, but now, a longing for home tugged at their hearts.

They missed their home—and their flock.

As Minato finished his meal, dusk began to envelop the surroundings. Together, they approached the Miko, who had graciously hosted them during their stay.

"I hope you enjoyed your stay," the hostess said, her voice hinting at hope.

The unified smile from the trio conveyed their heartfelt response.

"We most certainly did, and there's a good chance we'll be back in the winter," they assured her. The woman's smile widened at their words, and with a respectful bow, she bid them farewell. They returned the gesture in kind.

"You're always welcome here. Have a good day."

"We will, for sure. Good day."

Leaving the inn behind, they wrapped themselves in the warmth of their shared experiences as they made their way to the train station. Reflecting on the trip, Minato hoped Ichika had found as much joy in his journey.

It struck him that this was the first time Ichika had crossed his mind in three days. He glanced at Uzume, who was supporting a drowsy Chiho. The fatigue was overwhelming, leaving no room for guilt.

As night fully took hold, Minato, Uzume, and Chiho's holiday spirit faded. The sixth of July marked their return home, a journey filled with mixed emotions that concluded with the comfort of sleep on the train back to Izumo Inn.

The night train offered them beds, allowing for a semblance of rest. Minato lay alone in his compartment while Uzume and Chiho shared another, finding solace in each other's company. Despite the train's rhythmic noise, the exhaustion was all-consuming, and Minato succumbed to a deep sleep, resting peacefully against his pillows.

In the quiet of his compartment, Minato's thoughts briefly wandered to Ichika, curious about how his evening unfolded.

Meanwhile, at the Inn of the Beach.

As the inn buzzed with activity, with girls taking turns for their baths—a scenario many would deem a dream—Ichika found himself in a less-than-dreamy situation.

Attempting to savor his meal was proving to be a challenge, not because of the food but because of the constant attention he was receiving.

Charlotte and Cecilia had secured the seats right beside him for reasons beyond his understanding. Their constant bickering over his attention made it difficult for Ichika to enjoy his dinner.

Though the inn provided ample seating arrangements for all the students wishing to dine, Ichika couldn't answer the question of why Charlotte and Cecilia chose to sit by him—and frankly, didn't wish to explore.

This led Ichika to ponder a curious notion: could the company one keeps influence their enjoyment of a meal?

Even if the cuisine was exceptional, the discomfort brought on by the surrounding company could tarnish the experience. Indeed, the dinner was delectable, yet Ichika found himself unable to truly appreciate it, overshadowed by the unwelcome competition for his affection.

"Char, are you okay?" Ichika inquired, turning towards the French girl who, in his mind, was the only one who might qualify as girlfriend material.

"I'm fine. Just a bit... this is weird. I'm surprised you're used to this, Ichika." Charlotte's response suggested discomfort. Ichika, unfazed, shifted his attention to Cecilia.

"If you're uncomfortable sitting like this, why don't you move to a table?" he suggested, only to be met with Cecilia's enigmatic smile.

"I am fine," she declared, her gaze drifting away. Ichika caught snippets of her muttering, leaving him puzzled. Cecilia's actions didn't quite match her proclaimed disinterest in him, stirring a whirl of confusion within him.

"Ichika." Charlotte's voice recaptured his attention, prompting him to focus on her. "Girls have secrets," she stated, a reminder of the mysteries he was yet to unravel.

Glancing across the room, Ichika's eyes landed on a girl scrutinizing him. He longed for the simplicity of male companionship, imagining how much easier it would be to have an older brother.

His thoughts briefly wandered to Houki, whose displeasure was palpable. "Hey, Ichika," she called out, redirecting his attention to the immediate dilemma. "Can you please help with eating?"

"Really? Do you want that?" Ichika's skepticism was met with eager anticipation in her eyes.

"You will really help me?"

Encouraged by the prospect of not wasting food, Ichika acquiesced, starting with the sashimi and complying with her request for just a touch of wasabi. As he assisted, he couldn't help but notice the collective gaze of the other girls upon him, their interest piqued by his actions.

Houki's gaze hardened as she observed the unfolding scene, her glare sharp enough to cut across the room.

'Ichika. He's completely forgotten that tomorrow is the seventh of July.' The realization hung heavy in the air until his sister burst in, metaphorically speaking.

"Can't you girls eat a meal in peace?!" she exclaimed, her presence commanding attention.

At that moment, Ichika couldn't help but admire his sister, adorned in a yukata that embodied strength and authority.

"Thanks for the save, teach," Ichika expressed his gratitude, looking at his sister with a blend of respect and relief.

"Orimura, stop causing a scene. You're making more work for me," she reprimanded, though a hint of amusement undercut her tone.

"More? My deepest apologies, big sister. Please, forgive your little brother." His smirk was playful, inviting the inevitable response—a smack on the head that he deemed entirely worth it.

Everyone around him exhaled in relief. "Sorry about that, Alcott. It looks like you're finishing the rest on your own."

With those words, Ichika returned to his meal, choosing to ignore the ensuing dynamics. Later, he was summoned to his big sister's room, leaving him to ponder the events that awaited him.

Meanwhile, Ichika's thoughts drifted to his friends at the other inn. He was glad to hear Honne was enjoying her time with "Eevee boy," a relief that one less person was caught in the crossfire of their complex dynamics.

Over at the other inn, "Eevee-kun," or Jasei as his friends knew him, observed the unfolding scenes with a sense of detachment.

While Jasei found amusement in his interactions with Honne, the mood among the rest of the boys was decidedly somber. The contrast of their experiences dampened their spirits.

The muttering of the lines "All IS women are demons at heart" made him shake his head.

The following line made him even grin. "They just hide their true nature behind their pretty faces."

Kevin, Hiroki, Tomoki, and Izumi had been thinking back on how Cecilia had treated them. She had thrown their dreams under the bus, and that show with her Infinite Stratos had only traumatized them even more.

Ren had Lingyin after him, and that nearly cost him his life. He would never forget how those girls were.

Violent and short-tempered. That was no fun. And that was putting it very mildly.

Some girls didn't even need to have their Infinite Stratos out. The idea of that knife on his throat, courtesy of Laura, caused Yamoto to lose all this drive to chase after girls.

Tomiichi would need a doctor to look down there. Charlotte had nearly destroyed his equipment down there. Her twist had almost caused him to piss himself. He would if it didn't hurt so much.

Eiji and Fumihiro had their male pride shattered by Houki. It was nearly funny to see how those cocky guys got their asses handed to them.

The five boys who were after Chifuyu were all sullied together. They had nearly hit on a woman who could use her bare hands to end their lives.

And that was just a tiny bunch. Most of the boys were just like this.

Jasei's luck seemed to be in full swing, especially with Honne. Leaning back, he was engrossed in a game on his phone when an unexpected call caused his heart to skip a beat.

"Hey, Ja-kun."

"Hello, Honne-chan. How's everything with you?" he responded, trying to keep his voice steady. The boys nearby instinctively gave him more space while Jasei shook his head in amusement.

"I'm okay, just a bit bored. The girls have all gone to Orimura's room. How about you?" Honne's voice held a note of weariness.

Glancing around at his less-than-ideal surroundings, Jasei couldn't help but feel a twinge of frustration.

"Stupid is what you can call it at my end. Hey, Honne-chan, are you free this summer?" He engaged in the conversation, blatantly ignoring the bewildered stares from his peers. To them, he might have seemed a little crazy, but Jasei knew he was seizing a good opportunity.

"I'll be staying at the ISA," came Honne's reply, causing a momentary pang of disappointment for Jasei.

"But I can definitely make time to hang out. What do you say?" Her proposition reignited his optimism.

"Absolutely, I'm free all summer," Jasei confirmed with a renewed smile, his spirits lifted.

"Cool, I'll pick a few days and message you later." Ending the call, Jasei looked around at the disconcerted faces of the other males.

Their trauma over the situation seemed almost comical to him. Unbothered by their reactions, he allowed himself a content smile. His connection with Honne was something special, and that was all that mattered to him.

The girls huddled in a secretive mission, their ears pressed against the door, eavesdropping on the sibling exchange inside the room.

"Why do I have to do this again?" Ichika's perplexed voice floated through the door, drawing the girls closer in anticipation.

"Because I said so. It's a valuable skill, so just get on with it," Chifuyu's firm response followed. The sounds of shuffling and muffled moans that followed sent the girls' imaginations into overdrive, their cheeks burning with embarrassment as they listened intently.

"Could you, maybe, be a bit gentler?" Ichika managed to say, his voice laced with laughter.

"Grow up. Handle it like an adult," he mimicked, the sound of ongoing activity punctuating his words. Despite the innocuous nature of the exchange, the girls outside couldn't help but jump to the most scandalous conclusions, their minds racing as they remained hidden behind the curtain.

"It'll start feeling this really good." Ichika pressed on and wasn't sure why the words rolled in.

"You're really tight." The girls began to get the dirtiest ideas about what was going on behind those doors.

They couldn't help but listen on while Chifuyu moaned beneath Ichika.

Ichika was sure that in a parallel universe, there would be a guy who would teach him the expression 'met de deur in huis vallen.'

It meant that the door suddenly swung open, causing the eavesdropping girls to tumble into the room in a heap, their covert operation embarrassingly uncovered.

Inside, they found Chifuyu lying on her stomach while Ichika was massaging her back. The siblings' eyes met those of the intruders, and a silent exchange passed between them.

'I wonder what's going through their minds right now.'

Chifuyu's gaze shifted back to Ichika, sharing the unspoken bewilderment. 'You and me both.'

Moments later, the atmosphere shifted from embarrassment to amusement, at least for Ichika, as he watched the girls awkwardly kneel, their curiosity having led them into this predicament. Their expressions changed as they listened to Chifuyu praise Ichika's massage skills, which were far from what they had imagined.

"Alright, you little eavesdroppers. What exactly did you think was happening here?" Ichika couldn't hide his amusement at their discomfort.

The girls, now fully attentive, were eager to hear Chifuyu's explanation, dispelling their previous assumptions. It was clear they were keen on avoiding any further embarrassment or the risk of upsetting her further.

"Oh, so it was just a massage?" Charlotte's voice was laced with relief, but Ichika could only shake his head in disbelief.

"What else did you think I was doing? I'm not even going to say it, but you must really have some wild imagination. And here you are, calling Minato the pervert."

Their indignant stares were cut short when Chifuyu's cup hit the table with a decisive thud. "Enough, you brats. Ichika, would you mind? We need to discuss something."

Eager to escape and secretly thankful to be relieved of his impromptu massage duties, Ichika didn't hesitate.

"Good night, Chifuyu. And to all of you." With those parting words, he retreated to his room's sanctuary, contemplating a call to Minato, though he knew his friend wouldn't be around.

Gazing up at the night sky, Ichika's thoughts wandered to the camaraderie he longed for, a yearning for male friends stronger than ever.

In a parallel universe. Stories Told but never used it.

"And that was the end of it. We just went home after Wacken," Mattheus wrapped up his story, sitting comfortably among Ichika and Kizuna, who were clad in their yukatas.

Lacking one in his size, Mattheus opted for a black T-shirt featuring a cow skull, pleased with his foresight to pack casual wear.

The group had settled into a rhythm of playing card games, a calm respite from the day's events.

With Chifuyu and Reiri having sequestered the harems for discussions, Mattheus had corralled the guys for a night of cards and casual conversation.

"Sounds like one bummer," Kizuna remarked, passing around snacks.

Despite being four years senior, his experiences in life offered a different perspective, prompting Ichika, Kizuna, and Joel to muse on the concept of fatherhood through his stories.

"You're telling me," Joel chimed in, drawing two cards from the deck. Ichika followed suit, adding two more to the game's pool. The absence of alcohol didn't dampen their spirits as they delved into the simplicity of their gathering.

"I wonder what a festival is really like," pondered Mattheus, eliciting a shrug. It's a descent into decadency and filth. You don't shower. It's not sustainable. It's better to stick it out and wait to shower back home. Anyway, I'd rather not think about what your sisters are discussing with your harems."

"They're not our harems," both so-called harem kings protested almost in unison, prompting laughter from Joel and Mattheus.

"Yeah, sure. Could have fooled us," Mattheus snickered, the banter lightening the mood further.

Back to Brave New World

"Alright, you brats, let's have a drink together," Chifuyu announced, cracking open a can of beer as the girls each chose soft drinks.

As they popped their cans open, they witnessed a side of the formidable teacher they never thought existed. Chifuyu, with a beer in hand and a rare, relaxed smile gracing her lips, suddenly seemed more human, less the demon instructor they were accustomed to.

Was this really the Chifuyu Orimura they knew?

Breaking the comfortable silence, Chifuyu posed a question that caught everyone off guard. "I have to ask. What do you all find so appealing about him?"

The question sent a wave of blushes across the girls' faces, their eyes casting downward as they pondered their affection for Ichika.

The conversation gently steered back to Chifuyu, who shared her observations.

"Though, I must admit, despite everything, I can't pinpoint where he acquired such skills. The guy's a fantastic cook, adept at household chores, and his massages are out of this world." The girls couldn't help but agree internally, each recalling moments when Ichika's talents had shone through.

"Yet, he possesses a certain strength of character, not to mention his friendships. That Minato, though..." Chifuyu mused, a hint of admiration in her tone.

"I'd wager Ichika might even feel a twinge of jealousy over Minato's gathering of Sekirei." When the Northern Ashikabi was mentioned, the girls couldn't hide their discomfort, and the name stirred a mix of feelings and thoughts about the Northern Ashikabi.

"I wouldn't let him tread that path," Houki stated firmly, earning a keen look from the girls and a smirk from Chifuyu. "You're referring to Minato's path, surrounded by those girls."

The very thought seemed unbearable to them, with Ichika envisioned as an ideal partner if not for his undeniable physical appeal.

"I will not allow my future husband to entertain the idea of multiple wives. He must remain faithful," Laura declared with conviction.

"Exactly, but Laura, he needs to choose a worthy woman. I, for one, am far better suited to keep Ichika on the right path," Cecilia argued confidently.

"You mean like a servant?" Rin quipped, drawing a fierce glare from Cecilia.

"He's not perfect. He's only human," Charlotte chimed in, her cheeks flushing. "He needs someone who truly understands and loves him. I believe he has more potential than Minato."

"I want Ichika to be strong, to fight for what's right. I won't accept a pervert like Minato," Houki added, prompting Chifuyu to take another sip of her beer, seemingly amused by the discussion.

"He's certainly better than those fools at the beach," Rin interjected, recalling the unpleasant memory.

"It's not difficult to surpass complete degenerates, Rin," Charlotte noted, the mere thought of those men making her nauseous.

"Those men were weak," Houki concurred, with the girls nodding in agreement.

"And utterly foolish," Laura added her thoughts into the mix.

"Ichika, at least, has the potential to be groomed into a respectable man," Cecilia concluded with a hopeful smile.

"Agreed. Compared to those disasters, Ichika is a diamond in the rough. The higher-ups did us a favor by dealing with them," Chifuyu remarked, finishing her beer with a sense of finality.

"Either way, the girl who ends up with him is going to be very lucky," one of the girls mused, a hint of daydreaming in her voice.

"So, you'd actually let one of us have him?" they collectively inquired, their eyes alight with a mix of hope and curiosity.

Chifuyu stood, her posture radiating confidence, and with a smirk, she delivered her verdict. "Hell no."

A collective groan of disappointment filled the room. "Awwwww."

"You need to reach my standards first. And remember, I'm not your biggest hurdle. Nor is Minato. Ichika himself might be the toughest challenge you'll face. Good luck with that, kiddos."

Meanwhile, Ichika reclined in his room, his head cushioned by his pillow, lost in thought. The conversation with Chifuyu and the girls seemed miles away as his mind wandered to Minato, who would be taking the train back home by now.

Line break. The next morning

The seventh of July dawned, bringing restful sleep to both Ichika and Minato. While Minato returned to the familiar confines of his home in Shinto Teito, Ichika attributed his serene slumber to the refreshing salt air of the sea, a novelty for those accustomed to inland life.

Wandering around the premises, Ichika stumbled upon Houki, who was inspecting two mechanical ears protruding from the ground next to a board, instructing them to pull. Joining his oldest friend, Ichika raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

"You're not suggesting this is what I think it is, are you?"

"I'm as clueless as you are," Houki responded, equally perplexed.

Ichika sent a wary glance from the mysterious ears back to the sky, then decided to consult a higher authority. Pulling out his cell phone, he messaged Matsu:

'We've got a mad scientist situation at my inn. Leaving this one to the experts.'

Knowing Minato was out, Ichika hoped Matsu, with her Wisdom, could keep Minato informed. Despite his reluctance, Ichika knew engaging with the unknown device might prevent others from potentially harmful curiosity.

"What's going on here, Ichika?" Cecilia inquired, arriving just in time to witness Ichika's hesitant interaction with the mechanical ears.

Without a word, Ichika grasped the ears and pulled. Instantly, a giant carrot-shaped vessel emerged from the ground, creating a considerable distance between itself and the onlookers as its doors swung open. Steam hissed out, accompanied by an outburst of hyperactive laughter.

Despite the ensuing chaos and the formation of a sizable crater, Ichika and Cecilia stood their ground, fixedly observing the unfolding spectacle.

As the steam cleared, a figure emerged, capturing Ichika and Cecilia's attention.

The woman, noticeably older than the two students and closer in age to Chifuyu, presented a striking appearance.

She was dressed in a blend of a maid outfit and a lab coat, the combination accentuating her form while leaving little to the imagination regarding her ample cleavage. It didn't give away that her breasts were among the biggest that Ichika had ever seen.

Her purple eyes sparkled with mischief as they locked with Ichika's, but it was the mechanical rabbit ears atop her head that truly completed her eccentric look. Ichika let out a resigned sigh.

"You fell for it, Ikkun," she greeted with a playful smile.

"It's been a while, Tabane," Ichika responded, recognizing the woman in front of him.

"It's really been a while," Tabane replied, her hands playfully positioned near her rabbit ears. "By the way, Ikkun, where's Houki-chan?" Ichika hesitated, knowing Houki might not appreciate her location being disclosed, yet unsure how to evade Tabane's inquiry.

"Uh, well..."

"No matter, I'll find her myself with this Houki-detector," Tabane announced, brandishing a device adorned with two rabbit ears that promptly oriented themselves towards Houki's presumed location.

Ichika found a small comfort in the fact that Tabane's inevitable reunion with Houki wouldn't be directly on his conscience.

With a bright smile, Tabane bounded away. "Catch you later, Ikkun!"

As she disappeared, Ichika turned to Cecilia, his face a mix of amazement and resignation. "That was Tabane Shinonono, Houki's big sister and the genius behind the Infinite Stratos. Crazy, right?" He couldn't shake the feeling that Tabane's unexpected visit was just the beginning of more unforeseen events.

Line break. In Shinto Teito

Minato felt refreshed after a good night's sleep on the night train. As he exited his compartment, he made his way toward where Uzume and Chiho had been sleeping, only to find both girls already awake and dressed.

"Morning, Minato," greeted Chiho, planting a kiss on his cheek. Uzume followed with a similar gesture.

"Ah, we're back home," Uzume observed as they arrived at the station, a sense of relief in her voice.

"Glad to be back," Minato echoed, stepping off the train to be immediately greeted by the intense heat. "Feels like it got hotter."

"Maybe it's because you're back, stud," Uzume teased, earning playful glares from both Ashikabis. "Or maybe it's just the hot summer season. Let's head home."

Abend of their journey and the beginning of summer's embrace.

Upon arriving home, their gratitude was palpable. "It was a great trip, Minato. Thanks for it," Chiho said, giving him a peck on the cheek.

Uzume mirrored the sentiment on his other cheek, "Same here, Minato. It was awesome."

"Thanks, you two. But this was the best sort of trip," Minato responded as they entered their home, a smile on his face. "The kind where you're happy in the end. When you're back home."

"We're home!" he announced, only to be immediately engulfed by a whirlwind of energy as a blond bundle of joy launched into his arms.

"Hello, Kuu-chan," Minato greeted warmly, planting a kiss on her forehead. Welcome home, big brother! And welcome home to you too, Big sis Uzume, Big sis Chi," she cheerfully replied before being scooped into Uzume's embrace for a heartfelt hug. Minato sensed another presence approaching, not at all surprised by Musubi's affectionate kiss.

"Welcome home, Minato-san," Musubi said, her embrace firm and comforting, though a bit of saliva lingered from the kiss.

"I'm home, Musubi," he responded, returning the hug with equal warmth. From over Musubi's shoulder, he noticed Tsukiumi, who cleared her throat politely, signaling her turn for a reunion. With a slight hesitation, Musubi stepped aside, allowing Tsukiumi to approach.

"Welcome home, Minato," Tsukiumi greeted him with a smile and a chaste kiss, her wings fluttering behind her as she blushed at the contact. "Thank you, Tsukiumi," Minato replied, touched by her gesture.

Before he could fully savor the moment, Kazehana wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning in close. "

Hey, hubby. Missed me?" she teased, eliciting a playful retort from Uzume. "Oy, sis. He had me and Chiho. I doubt he missed you much."

Minato, however, gently shook his head. "I did miss you all. The place we stayed at was wonderful. Shall we share the details?"

As the group settled into the living room, avoiding any potential for conflict, Kagari closed her book and approached Minato, sealing their reunion with a kiss. "Hey, big guy," she greeted.

"Hey, Kagari," he replied, her proximity comforting.

Gathering around, they indulged in the sweets and reminisced about their trip, carefully omitting any adult-themed adventures with Kusano present. Minato scanned the room, realizing someone was missing.

"Where's Matsu?" he wondered aloud. Almost on cue, Matsu made her entrance as if summoned by his words.

"Mina-tan, I need you," Matsu implored, her tone laced with urgency. Minato felt a twinge of disturbance at her frantic demeanor. Opting for a calming approach, he stepped closer, gently cradling her cheeks before pressing a reassuring kiss on her lips. The immediate effect was visible; her frantic energy subsided, replaced by a hormone-induced serenity.

"Feeling better?" he inquired, receiving a dazed yet grateful nod in response.

"Yes, thank you, Mina-tan. It's just that I received a message from Ichika-tan," Matsu explained, quickly dampening the post-holiday buzz with her following words.

She showed Minato the message: 'We got a mad scientist at my Inn. I'll leave that to the experts.' As Minato read the message aloud, curiosity and concern filled the room.

"Who could he be referring to?" Kazehana wondered aloud, echoing the question in everyone's minds.

Handing the phone back to Matsu, Minato speculated, "That's easy. He's probably talking about Tabane Shinonono. At least we were forewarned this time. But that's a tale for another day."

The room pondered Minato's suggestion, the implications of Tabane Shinonono's involvement sparking a mix of intrigue and apprehension.

"Do you think something might happen?" Minato asked, turning his attention back to Matsu.

"More than likely. I'll stay on alert. Would you mind keeping me company?" she replied her tone a mix of concern and determination.

Minato agreed, and soon, they found themselves settled in Matsu's room, with a few others lingering in the hallway, all braced for the uncertain developments that lay ahead.

Line break. At the beach

The pilots, each accompanied by their Personal Units, were arrayed around Chifuyu Orimura, with Houki making an additional appearance beside them.

"For this lesson, we needed you all here with a Personal Unit," Rin remarked, highlighting what seemed to be an evident requirement.

"Hold on, ma'am. Houki doesn't have a personal unit, does she?" Rin inquired, drawing attention to Houki, who stood somewhat apart, her gaze downturned.

"That's because," Chifuyu began, moving to stand beside Houki, bridging the gap their eight-year age difference suggested was minimal.

"It's okay, Shinonono. I'll explain," Chifuyu offered, poised to clarify the situation. However, their planned discourse was abruptly derailed by an unexpected interruption. Both Houki and Chifuyu's expressions soured, a sentiment Ichika felt echoed his own.

"Kyahooo!" The exuberant cry preceded the arrival of a figure descending from the rocks. The question of how she managed such a feat without injury was momentarily sidelined by the realization of who it was: Tabane Shinonono.

"Chiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!" she exclaimed, launching herself at Chifuyu. The targeted Chifuyu skillfully intercepted Tabane, grounding her with ease.

Houki sought cover from her sister's antics, which were as bewildering as ever. "Hello, hello, hello. Oh, I missed you, Chi-chan. Let's hug and confirm our love for each other!" Tabane proposed, undeterred even as Chifuyu pressed her back.

"You're annoying, Tabane," Chifuyu stated flatly, her patience worn thin. The on-looking pilots exchanged disturbed glances, unease palpable in the air, while Ichika could only sigh, well-acquainted with Tabane's peculiarities.

"A merciless iron claw, as always," Tabane continued her rant, even as she managed to slip from Chifuyu's grasp. Meanwhile, Houki sought refuge beneath the rocks, her head buried in her arms in an attempt to hide.

"Tada! Hi," Tabane greeted Houki cheerily, prompting her sister to emerge reluctantly from her makeshift shelter.

"Hello," Houki responded tersely. Her discomfort was palpable as she stood up and faced her sister, and her unease was clear in her stance.

"It's been a while. When was the last time we met?" Tabane's buoyancy was undiminished as she animatedly gestured with her arms, turning her attention fully towards Houki.

"You've grown so much, Houki-chan," she exclaimed, her actions bordering on inappropriate as her hands wandered too freely. "Especially your boobs." It seemed certain traits indeed ran in the family.

Houki's reaction was swift and exactly as Ichika had anticipated. Armed suddenly with a shinai, she struck Tabane. "I am going to hit you," she declared, the blow already landed. The origin of the shinai remained a mystery, another unexplained phenomenon in the day's surreal series of events.

"You said that after you hit me! Houki-chan, you've grown up to become a dominatrix. Right, Ikkun?" Tabane teased, looking towards Ichika for affirmation. He chose the path of wisdom, opting to remain silent.

"You know, Tabane, you could at least introduce yourself," Chifuyu interjected, taking charge of the situation, much to everyone's relief.

"That's such a pain!" Tabane protested, yet she complied with the request. "I'm the genius, Tabane Shinonono. That's it!" she declared, standing expectantly like a child awaiting praise.

The gathered girls exchanged uneasy glances, now fully aware that they were in the presence of the mind behind the Infinite Stratos. Tabane, seemingly oblivious to their discomfort, giggled whimsically and gestured towards the sky.

"Now, look to the sky," she commanded with a hint of mania in her voice. Suddenly, a gem descended from the heavens, marking yet another extraordinary event that day.

"Tada. This is Houki-chan's personal unit, Akatsubaki." As the gem unfurled, it revealed a red unit. "All specs exceed those of all current IS, specially hand-crafted by Tabane-san!" The announcement left the group visibly impressed yet uneasy.

"After all, Akatsubaki is a fourth-generation unit made by yours truly." The revelation blew the girls away.

"A fourth generation," Laura echoed in disbelief, aware that the world had only just begun experimenting with third-generation models. Cecilia chimed in, acknowledging Tabane's brilliance.

With a push of a button, the unit opened up. "Now, Houki-chan, shall we begin the fitting and personalization?" Tabane invited. At Chifuyu's command, "Get in the unit, Shinonono," Houki approached the machine, her awe evident.

As Tabane's fingers flew over the controls, customizing the unit with incredible speed, everyone looked on, impressed by her proficiency. "Super-fast, isn't it? As expected of me! Okay, try a test flight. It should move exactly as you anticipate."

Houki, now at the controls, prepared for takeoff. "Yes, I'll give it a try." With that, she soared into the sky, her speed rivaling Ichika's. "Is this the power of the fourth generation?" the onlookers wondered aloud, marveling at her prowess.

"What do you think, Houki-chan? It moves better than you expected, doesn't it?" Tabane called out to the red streak in the sky.

"Well, yes," Houki replied, her voice expressing both shock and delight at the unit's performance. This was beyond anything she had imagined.

"Then try out your swords. The one on the right is Amatsuki, and on the left is Karaware. I'm sending you the specs now." With the grace of a dual-wielding samurai, Houki unsheathed her swords, and the resulting laser beams were nothing short of impressive. In a surprising move, Tabane launched some rockets toward Houki, who deftly took them down. "Not bad," Laura remarked, impressed by the display. "Unbelievable," Ichika added, his astonishment evident.

Indeed, the spectacle was a testament to Tabane's craftsmanship. Her laughter, however, seemed to stir unease in Chifuyu, who watched with a wary eye. Despite the underlying tension, Houki soared in the sky, her confidence bolstered by her new unit. "I can do it. With Akatsubaki!" she proclaimed.

However, their moment of triumph was abruptly interrupted by the arrival of Yamada-sensei, her expression grave. "Bad news," she announced, hurrying over to Chifuyu with a phone in hand. "Take a look at this."

Chifuyu's quick analysis of the situation led to an immediate decision. "Special Mission level A," she declared, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

"The countermeasures will commence immediately. Suspend all test operations!" Her gaze swept over the pilots on the ground, signaling the urgency of the new development. "We have a situation on our hands."

This adaptation maintains the original dialogue while enhancing the narrative to capture the urgency and the pivotal shift in the storyline. If there are any adjustments or additional details you'd like to explore, please let me know!

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Assembled in a military-style briefing room adorned with computers, the group faced a grim reality. "A third-generation IS, developed by the USA and Israel," Chifuyu began, breaking the tense silence. "The Silver Gospel, nicknamed the Gospel, has gone berserk."

The team, still in their suits, gathered around a holographic table displaying the imminent threat. "We're told it's out of range of their radar," she continued, the gravity of the situation settling in.

"It's an unmanned unit," Chifuyu added, a detail that particularly piqued Ichika's interest.

"Satellite acquisition has determined that the Gospel will enter our airspace two kilometers from here, fifty minutes from now. As per school directives, we're tasked with resolving this crisis," Chifuyu explained, outlining the mission ahead.

She concluded, "The airspace and surrounding waters will be sealed off using training units, leaving those with personal units as the primary force for this mission." This sets the stage for a daunting task.

"Essentially, we're to neutralize the rogue IS," Laura summarized succinctly.

Chifuyu opened the floor for discussion, prompting Cecilia to request detailed specifications on the target. "Granted, but remember, this information is classified and stays within these walls," Chifuyu cautioned as the data materialized on the board.

The specs revealed a particular gunner type designed for broad assaults. It is capable of all-range attacks similar to Rin's unit but emphasizes offense and mobility.

Charlotte voiced concerns about their ability to continuously deflect its specialized equipment, while Laura noted the lack of discernible close-combat capabilities.

When scouting options were dismissed due to the Gospel's supersonic speed, the strategy narrowed to a confrontation. The spotlight turned to Ichika, the group's unanimous choice for the frontal assault, leaving him nearly speechless with apprehension.

"Hold on. You don't expect me to face that thing alone, do you?" Ichika protested, only to be met with a collective affirmation.

"Teach, this is akin to a death sentence. Even if I get there, I'll be too drained to fight," he argued, his concern palpable.

Chifuyu pondered the situation. "Orimura, we're out of alternatives. You're free to opt-out, though."

Before Ichika could respond, Tabane's sudden appearance shifted the room's atmosphere. Leaping onto the table with her usual exuberance, she immediately drew Chifuyu's ire.

"Chi-chan, listen to me," Tabane pleaded, her voice cutting through the tense atmosphere.

"Get out," Chifuyu responded curtly, her patience clearly wearing thin.

"Chi-chan. We can use Akatsubaki to bring the Silver Gospel down," Ichika interjected, grasping at a potential solution now that Tabane was present.

"Tabane-san, can't you just hack that machine out of the sky?" Ichika asked, his voice a mix of hope and desperation. Tabane's ensuing smile, however, dashed any hope he might have harbored.

"Of course not, Ikkun. Even the greatest genius on Earth couldn't hack that machine out of the sky. It's too difficult, and the software is shielded from me," she explained, leaving Ichika grappling with his frustration.

He couldn't care less about what he said next. It was insulting, but he wasn't going to get killed over it.

"I asked you, not the greatest genius on earth, and—" His cell phone cut him off.

"Excuse me." Ignoring the stares of Tabane and everyone in the room, Ichika took the call. They were amazed, but Ichika couldn't care much about his actions.

"Yello," he chirped on the phone because he had a good idea of who had called now.

"Yo, Ichika. Can't things ever be quiet around you?" Hearing Minato's voice, Ichika couldn't help but smile.

"Minato. It looks like that's not the case, brother. Do I have to ask why you're calling me?" The girls looked on while Tabane was furious at the way Ichika handled her. Chifuyu held her back.

"You don't have to. I can guess why, and you'll be happy to know that I am home now. Matsu kept track of your text. Her sensors went off a while ago. Unlike last time, I'm around, and it's not too pressing. She's busy hacking into the Silver Gospel as we speak. You don't owe me for this one."

Ichika smiled while listening to Minato talk.

"That's great. Eh, what's going to happen with that Silver Gospel?" Now, everyone paid attention to him.

"I'll land at your location. I think they can take care of it once it's calmed down. Matsu finds it easy to do so. But that's just her. Anything for her?" Minato lay next to his Wisdom Sekirei and kissed her on the lips.

The extra boost caused Matsu to work faster.

"Pass her on for me, would you?" Minato slid the phone to her.

"Ichika-tan. Any words for me?"

"What can I say that I haven't said before? Thanks for being my cyber guardian angel, Matsu-san. I owe you."

The smile on Ichika's face was something the girls had hoped he would show them more.

"You're welcome, Ichika. I'll chat with you later." With that, Ichika just smiled at them.

"Matsu hacked into the device. She's landing it outside. Teach, do we have anything to do now?" The whole thing blew away Chifuyu.

"No. The training is canceled, and if you're saying that the unit will land here, you're free." Ichika smiled and walked away. He didn't want to deal with this mess; that was for his big sister and others.

"Great, 'cause I'm going fishing. Don't disturb me."


I hadn't expected to finish the chapter on Sunday, 03/03/2024, but I am not going to complain. Things are a little bit busy at my end.

But, well, it worked out, and I can end this weekend on a good note.

Saluut.