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Chapter 12: Getting Dinner with the Fujimoto Family
Let’s review…“Alright… I have to do this now or it will drive me crazy…” A certain person said, focusing on the chat box on her computer monitor…
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: “Ri-chan? I’m sorry for disappearing on you yesterday! ;_;”
XxSuperSockoxX: “………………………………….”
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: “I’m serious! ;_____;”
XxSuperSockoxX: “So what’s your excuse this time?”
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: “It’s not an excuse D<!”
XxSuperSockoxX: “Yes it is! D<”
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: “No it ain’t! D<”
XxSuperSockoxX: “I bet you tomorrow’s lunch that it is! D<”
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: “And I’ll bet you two lunches that it isn’t! D<”
XxSuperSockoxX: “I’ll bet you a week’s worth of lunches! D<”
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: “O___O! Don’t make me angry!”
XxSuperSockoxX: “LOL! I can just picture you… Doing some pose shouting “HENSHIN” and then going “MIYABI SUPER DUPER CALIFRAGI- EBIRU BEEEAAAAM!” or something like that!”
Miyabi took the moment to reel over laughing at Risako’s imagination. After five minutes of trying to compose herself, she typed again.
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: “ROFL!!!!!!!!”
Miyabi sank back in her chair, giving a sigh of relief after endangering herself with lack of oxygen from laughing so much. Then she straightened up again.
“Alright…” the young teen cracked her knuckles, “I will NOT be kidnapped today… DEFINITELY not kidnapped today… I’ll make sure of it…!”
Now that she was in the vicinity of her room, no one was safe, really. There was one particular reason why her room was incredibly desolate. There was a reason why the bed was against the corner with the door at the foot of it. There was a reason why the computer was at a corner. There was a reason why the low table was pushed more toward the wall instead of the middle of the room. All of those reasons were the same as the reason why no one could be safe on Miyabi’s turf.
She was hiding guns underneath the wooden panel floor.
That was rather inaccurate to say, really. There are certain floor panels which housed certain guns. There was a floor panel dedicated to gun attachments such as scopes and sound suppressors. There was a floor panel dedicated to her various types of ammunition. Of course, her guns were not put together underneath the floor panels. For an extra precaution, all of the guns she owned were in pieces, and she was pretty much the only person in the family who could put them together.
XxSuperSockoxX: “Oh well. Silly Miya…I’ll believe you again. But if it happens again, I won’t forgive you as easily~!”
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: “Thank goodness. I was worried that my powers as a wishing star didn’t work.”
XxSuperSockoxX: “E-eh?”
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: “You’re supposed to believe in me, dear.”
XxSuperSockoxX: “M-miyabi? What’s gotten into you?”
Miyabi let a giggle come to her mouth, amused with Risako’s confusion. She knew that the younger was flustered and blushing on her end of the conversation.
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: “You are a very special person, you know that?”
XxSuperSockoxX: “D-don’t be s-so… If you talk like that, it makes me believe you…”
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: “Heh, I do have my reasons after all…”
XxSuperSockoxX: “What are those reasons?”
MiYaXoFxDaxNiTe: I love Miyabi blinked. Her computer was blank. She tried turning the computer on again, but it didn’t turn on… She was in the middle of typing her confession too, damn it!
“THE POWER’S OUT!” boomed a familiar lioness roar from the lower floor.
Miyabi bashed her head on her keyboard repeatedly.
Miyabi can’t get her girl.“Shiiiiit. No power? Oh well, I’m good with primitive over-the-fire cooking too…” Miki stroked her imaginary beard.
“Over the fire? Do we have any charcoal?” Rika piped up.
“Nope. We’re going to have to burn something else…” Miki leaned against the cooking counter, resting heavily on her back.
“Hmm…” Rika tapped her fingers in a light staccato, “we could burn something useless…”
“Like?”
“Heheheheheh…” Rika let out a dark giggle, “magazines burn well you know… Especially the
erotic kind…”
“You will NOT touch those!” Miki let out a defiant voice.
“Oh, so you DO have that sort of thing…” Rika smirked.
“Oh shit…” Miki’s eyes widened, jumping in front of Rika, “No I don’t!”
“Miki has porn~! Miki has porn~!” Rika sang in a singsong voice, pointing and laughing at the other.
“Shut up~!” the groping demon retorted, punching Rika lightly in the shoulder.
“I order you to sit~!” Rika said in a singsong voice, letting the corners of her mouth grin widely.
“Wha—D’OH!” Miki became twitchy all of a sudden, flipping herself over on her back as if she was a dog trying to play dead. “I…shi…ka…wa…!” Miki growled between shocks, attempting to sit up to complete the command.
“This is fun~!” Rika continued in her singsong voice.
Miki is constantly abused…The lioness of the mansion let out a frustrated sigh. Yuko leaned against the doorway in the small shed crossing her arms, watching the maid with the best experience with technology hooking up the wires of the traditional home to no avail. If it had anything to do with technology, the dance teacher did not belong. She even hated using phones, no matter what the popular trends were. She prefers her life old school and will use items that are old school.
“Bah, the kids these days do shit that I’m too old for…” the lioness uncrossed her arms and walked out of the tiny shed in the corner of the garden. Thank goodness she was wearing a heavier navy blue kimono this time; the cold was making her face flush slightly. It was also a good thing that she was wearing a … leopard print scarf?
“Yuko-sama… Don’tcha think that the scarf’s a little…?” Kei gulped, hoping that her master would not be angry with her difference of opinion.
“What’s wrong with leopard print, eh? At least it’s fake!” Yuko waved her hand dismissively.
“So when will the power be back?” Kei asked, curly hair bouncing as she hopped after the lady of the mansion.
“I don’t know, I’m thinking of hiring Murata or something…” Yuko walked over the bridge, watching the undisturbed water of the small pond below.
“She likes to charge a lot of yen though…” Kei pressed her index fingers together, lowering her head.
“I don’t blame her, she’s been a great technician for our missions… I wonder how much she’s going to charge for a simple power-out…” Yuko stroked her imaginary beard, “Bah, we can just wait it out…” the lioness continued along the bridge, heading towards the kitchen.
She opened the sliding door by motioning her hand and utilizing her telekinesis. Ignoring the twitching slightly tan (Yuko wondered how Miki became so tan during the cold season) cook on the floor and the giggling charming woman, she headed straight for the refrigerator. Gripping the handlebar lightly, Yuko swung the fridge open, scanning the treasuries within.
But her most precious…
“This can’t be right…” the woman’s eyes opened widely. Everyone in the kitchen looked at the gaping woman.
She was almost petrified at the thought.
She became immobilized by her fear.
It can’t be…
She backed away steadily, her eyes glittering with her tears of sorrow.
This isn’t supposed to happen…
Her trembling hands wanted to scratch her cheeks, attempting to suppress an outburst.
“Yuko-sama…” Kei reached out a hand to her, but refrained from touching her.
The broken lioness simply turned around, her eyes stricken with grief. She bolted past the housekeeper and collapsed onto the garden outside, removing herself from the area which caused her so much pain.
“Why…?” was all she could utter.
A word that was almost inaudible.
A word that was dangerously close to breaking.
Yuko raised her trembling hands onto her head, a few tears escaped her eyes which came close to being classified as insanity.
“WHY IS ALL THE BEER GONE?!”
Yuko is dissatisfied…“Go get me some beeeeer~!” the lioness complained, sitting on the wooden floor with her feet dangling off the edges onto the stone platform while watching Miki and Rika attempted to start up a fire in the middle of the garden with a gas burner.
“The booze can wait, Nee-san,” Miki grew frustrated, watching the incredibly low fire oozing out of the simple machine.
“Don’t cook anything too extravagant, a simple soup or even fried fish would do,” Rika crossed her arms, staring into the harmless small fire.
“Screw this, we should just eat out at a cheap place or something…” Miki sat down and pouted.
“Cheap place, hm…” Yuko stroked her imaginary beard. “Come to think of it, it IS the second month of the year…”
“Hmm?” Miki and Rika turned their heads to face the oldest.
“Alright, I have a task for you two,” Yuko sat up, brushing her behind as she did.
“What, we’re not going to snatch anything, are we?” the groping demon raised a brow.
“Nah, nothing like that. I just want you to visit two friends of mine is all. Actually, more like wait for them,” Yuko raised a finger into the air, “We don’t have to exchange much money, but it’s a good bargain, considering their food’s great.”
“Greater than my food?” Miki raised a skeptical brow.
“Not really, but it’s still edible and good to eat asides from the exotic foods you tend to bring in.”
“Well excuse me!” Miki turned her head, letting out a snort.
“So who are these friends of your’s?” Rika inquired, turning off the gas burner.
“Hmm… I guess you can describe them as… not of this world…” a grin turned up on the lioness’s jaws. “Never the less, I’ll give them a call and all you have to do is wait in front of the outer gates. They’ve done favors for me before, and no doubt that they are willing to do it again.”
“Who is ‘they’ then? Some people managing a portable restaurant?” Miki stood up, stretching her limbs a bit.
“I guess that’s pretty similar to what they do,” Yuko chuckled, “nevertheless, they seem like they will get along with you two. Since they are closer in age.”
“Are they hot?” the demon smirked, evidently thinking about what things to do when she meets them.
“Actually, they’re both really adorable,” Yuko beamed, “though whenever I think of them, I can’t help but feel like a pedophile…” she went shifty eyed, staring in a different direction.
“So when do we wait out the gates?” Rika asked, ignoring Yuko’s incoherent utterings.
“Hmm, if I call them now, they’ll come in about ten minutes. So you two should head out and wait now.”
“Alright,” the two women said.
Hmm… Who could those people be?“I’m so sorry!” Miyabi apologized into her cellphone, “the power went out!”
The person on the other line remained silent.
“I’m serious! You know I’d be chatting with you on the computer if there wasn’t one!”
Utter silence.
“Risakoooooo~!” Miyabi let out a whining voice accentuating the last syllable.
“Alright, I’ll believe you this time,” the voice on the other line sighed.
“Thank you!” The sniper let out a sigh of relief.
“I don’t know how long I can keep up with this though… You always seem to come up with excuses…”
“Indeed, I wonder why you keep having faith in me…” Miyabi added a light playful tone to her voice.
“J-Jee… I w-wonder why too…”
“Are you blushing? Your voice is stammering,” The older teen smirked, happy with her effect on her beloved.
Now that she has Risako wrapped tightly with her fingers, this confession DEFINITELY has to succeed… Sure, it was a little awkward confessing on the phone, but everytime she tried to confess elsewhere, they have always been foiled. This phone HAS to be her saving grace…
“N-No I’m not!” the younger retorted. “Why do you like picking on me so much, huh? Are you bullying me?”
“It’s not really bullying…” Miyabi plopped onto her bed, staring at the ceiling of her room with a content smile. “I’d call it affection…”
“Miyabi…-san…?”
Now…
“I—”
Click.“What?!” Miyabi reacted after hearing that noise. She looked at her cellphone to find that…
…It had died out on her.
“I swear! Fate hates me~!” Miyabi whined in frustration as she outstretched her limbs and rolled around on her bed to let off some steam.
Miyabi still can’t get her girl…Rika sneezed, clinging to herself tighter as she stood in the cold with the person she wanted to be with the least out of the others. Though, she did not have that much of a reason to fear the demon anymore; the bands that Miki wore had given her a freedom that did not involve excessive groping or kiss. Obviously, she felt relieved that she can rest easily without that tanned woman trying to jump into her pants every second.
“Oh by the way, not sure if you noticed, but I’m wearing your pants since all of my clothes are being washed,” Miki looked at the other.
…Though she can’t exactly rest too easily if Miki could get into her pants… Literally…
“Y’know… If you’re seriously that cold… We could always share warmth…” a mischievous grin appeared on the devil’s lips.
“Let’s not…” Rika chided as she scooted away from Miki a bit.
“Come now, it can’t be that bad,” Miki watched the other in amusement.
“Of course it is…”
“Well, I’m stuck with you whether you like it or not, all thanks to
these,” Miki motioned to her collar by tugging her jacket a little lower.
Is that a hickey…? Rika raised a brow, staring at the aforementioned object at the base of Miki’s neck.
“Staring at this?” Miki pointed to her hickey, “I cornered this hot guy down the street and you can guess what happened next.”
“So what are you, a player?” Rika rolled her eyes, “Do you just offer yourself to anyone hot that you meet?”
“It’s not so much as me offering myself to them, it’s usually them who offer themselves to
me,” another grin appeared on the demon’s face.
“You won’t find me doing that with you any time,” Rika let out a sigh, tugging on her scarf tighter so none of the cold could get into her skin.
“Oh? Why don’t you try me for once?” the other stood in front of Rika.
“Can you even get to me?” Rika raised a skeptical brow, crossing her arms.
“Maybe I can…” the demon walked closer, causing Rika to walk backwards into the wall of the outer gate. “But what sort of things turn you on, hmm?” both hands of the demon were placed near Rika’s shoulders, trapping her.
“I don’t know. But the first thing would have to be that I prefer people taller than me,” Rika tilted her head with a bored look. “So that just eliminated all chances of you being able to seduce me,” a cat-like smile came on the cursed woman’s lips. “Aaaaand I order you to step away from me by four paces~!” the command was said in a singsong voice.
“Oh what the hell,” Miki grumbled, flinching as she stepped backwards to avoid being electrocuted like what happened earlier.
Rika couldn’t help but give a laugh at the other. Although Miki has her differences that Rika disliked, that still didn’t take away the fact that the demon can be amusingly cute at times. Though, she would never admit that aloud.
Which brought Rika to an interesting thought… If she wasn’t so infatuated with Hitomi, then maybe…
Maybe…? Rika caught herself thinking.
There isn’t supposed to be a ‘maybe.’ She and I are too different…Besides, she’s not even commited to relationships… All she does is have her fun with the men and women…There’s no way that she’d go for me anyway…
Or is there?Rika became afraid.
Despite Miki’s ‘player’ status, Rika knew, in a sense, that the devil was still reliable like her sister had said. Beneath that outer layer, she knew that Miki had a sense of justice and won’t hesitate to save her, as she heard from Yuko from the time she was possessed by that maiden. She wouldn’t say that Miki was
noble though. This certain Fujimoto was more of an… Anti-hero.
Rika blinked in her thoughts.
Why was there a rather huge shadow in front of them?
“The hell’s that?”
Evidently, Miki noticed the same.
“WATCH OUT BELOOOOW~!”
CRASH!Miki was face-flat on the tar road with a foreign object on her back. Or rather, there was a youthful girl straddling her back.
“I told you sooooo~!” the girl bent over, watching Miki groan in pain.
Where the shadow once resided… Was a food cart?
Rika blinked multiple times.
There was a wooden food cart the size of a car in front of them.
“Get off me…” Miki grumbled, trying to lift herself up despite the girl on her back.
“Sorry!” the girl apologized before standing up.
Rika surveyed the girl quickly. She was in a simple informal kimono, well, it was more like a yukata because of the short sleeves. Also, the yukata was cut just above her knees. The girl was taller than Rika, but had a child-like face which made Rika believe that the girl was possible in her early teens. The girl’s hair was black and was tied up in a very loose bun at the top of her head—actually, it didn’t resemble a bun in particular, it just resembled a wild bush at the top of her head. The one thing that stuck out to Rika?
The girl had fox ears.
And bushy fox tail.
“We’re sorry about that!” a voice came from inside the traditional food cart, “She loves to do that! I keep telling her that it’s impolite but she does it for the fun of it!”
Again, the person from the food cart was a fox-eared girl. Though, she looked considerably older than the one who had landed on Miki. She was wearing the same sort of outfit as the younger, only it had a heart-shaped apron over her yukata. Also, her sleeves were brought up and tied to her shoulders, exposing her pale arms. In fact, Rika felt a little envious towards the girl’s face…
“You are so cute!” Rika squealed, frolicking towards the food cart.
“Thank you! But complimenting me has a price! That’ll be 1,000,000 yen please!” the older fox girl stuck her hand out, expecting money to be placed on it.
“I take that back,” Rika’s eyes widened.
“Eh?! Whhhyyyy?” the older fox girl pouted.
“Please, anyone would take that back if they heard the price,” Miki stood up, brushing the dirt from her clothes.
“It’s not that…”
“Eh?” Miki looked at the cursed woman in bemusement.
“Upon closer inspection, I realize that
I am the cuter one.”
Miki and the younger fox girl nearly fell over when Rika said that.
“Oh? I’d like a rival,” the older fox girl propped her elbows on the cart and rested her chin on her hands, “it makes life all the funner~! But I’m the number one cutest, don’t you forget!”
“I will forget, because I myself am the number one cutest and won’t remember anyone else!” Rika giggled at the conversation itself, causing the other fox girl to giggle.
“Oh gahh…
Two Ishikawas…” Miki slapped her hand to her forehead. “As if one isn’t enough…!”
“Anywho… Who are you two…?” Rika backed up, again surveying the food cart and the girls who happened to fall out of the sky.
“We’re the Rainbow Pink food cart!” the younger and the older fox girl stood together in a cutesy pose.
“I’m Koharu!” said the younger one.
“I’m Sayumi, the number one cutest fox spirit!” said the older one.
“What the hell are you doing here? And why the hell is your ENTIRE cart painted pink?!” Miki waved an accusing finger at the aforementioned object.
“We’re the Rainbow Pink cart! So we have a rainbow pink cart!” Koharu piped up, raising her finger into the air. “We were called here by a Yuko-san!”
“I asked Nee-san for food, not a bunch of jailbait~!” Miki dropped to her knees and pretended to slam the floor repeatedly for emphasis.
“Of course we have food!” Sayumi waved her hand dismissively, “Our specialty is oden!”
“WHY IS THE ODEN PINK TOO?!”
“Actually, it’s cute, AND it tastes good!” Rika looked down at Miki, already helping herself to a cup of oden, chewing on a pink piece of tofu while Sayumi was placing the yen in an oddly modern cash register as opposed to the primitive look of the cart.
“No! You’ll become more of a narcissist than what you are now!” A frantic expression came up on Miki’s face, not wanting Rika to subject her to more cutesy rants than usual.
“Nah, we don’t secretly dose our products with drugs,” Sayumi waved her hand dismissively, “all it takes is one look at me and that’s when the narcissism kicks in! Just like what happened to Maki-sama!” the fox girl pointed at Rika.
“Eh?!” Rika’s eyes widened.
“What?!” Miki’s eyes also became alarmed.
“Everyone in the spirit twilight knows who Maki-sama is! She’s the one who watches over the
Twilit Sea!” Koharu was sitting Indian-style, only she was levitating and was upside down.
“Though, right now, you’re not Maki-sama, right?” Sayumi asked.
“No, I’m Ishikawa Rika at the moment…” the woman said slowly.
So the person inside of me… Her name is Maki? She DID tell me that she was in charge of that beach place that time…“It’s an honor to meet you!” both of the fox spirits bowed their heads towards Rika.
“Uh…” Rika became speechless, unsure of what to say now.
“Ah!” Miki suddenly perked up.
“Hmm?” Sayumi tilted her head in a cute and clueless expression.
“Say, you two travel around a lot, right?”
Koharu nodded her head, despite being upside down.
“Tell me, do you have any idea where the celestial robes are?”
“Ohhhh, you want to help Maki-sama find her robes?” Koharu flipped over so that she was no longer upside down.
“You know about that?” Rika raised a brow at the young fox spirit.
“It’s nothing new really,” Sayumi propped herself on her elbows again, “A lot of maidens lost their hagoromo in the past too, but it’s just Maki-sama who is intent on finding them…”
“Seriously, there are more maidens?” Miki became intrigued now.
“Of course! There’s millions right now,” Koharu nodded her head.
“Yuko-san DID say that the chance of having a maiden’s blood in you is one out of five…” Rika pondered.
“And the ratio for actually being a direct descendant and transforming is one out of one hundred, eh?” Miki pondered as well.
“Hmm… Rumors of a hagaromo…” Sayumi rolled her eyes upwards, attempting to think.
“I guess you can go for rumors of suspicious maiden activity too… Maybe we could ask them about it too…” Rika said as she bit onto another pink tofu piece of her oden.
“Didn’t we see something suspicious a few jobs ago?” Koharu asked Sayumi.
“Yeah… Oh!” a light bulb flicked on in the cute fox girl’s mind, “try checking out Tochigi prefecture, around the Kegon Falls area! I hear some weird people in black gathering the 7 descendants there!”
“Yeah! The local legend there states that the tennyo over there gave birth to seven children! Maybe you can find out something from them~!”
“Thank you for the help!” Rika bowed her head to the two.
“Anything to help Maki-sama!” both of the foxes piped up.
“So… What else do you know about Maki-san?” Rika asked, curious of the spirit within her.
“She’s really cool! But she’s kinda scary because she can be so serious…” Koharu pressed her index fingers together almost shyly, probably because she was afraid that she was being too blunt towards the magnificent person in front of her.
“Also the fact that her element magic of the flesh is scary too…” Sayumi added.
“So a maiden has a special element that she uses?” Rika wanted to know more.
“Yeah… The tennyo from Tochigi has the water element, just to let you know if you two decide to go there,” Koharu levitated in a circle, suddenly retrieving ADD and chasing her own tail.
“Thanks for the information!” Miki and Rika bowed to the two.
“Now for business…” Miki pulled out her wallet, “we need enough oden to feed a hungry family and a LOT of beer…”
Frankly, they should worry how Yuko came to know them in the first place…Miyabi groaned as she walked down the stairs, stricken with frustration at the day’s events. How many times does
this make it? The teen wondered how far fate would go to ensure that Miyabi’s confessions were never successful. Why does fate have to pick on her anyway?
Fate is a big meanie!
Miyabi wanted to find it and shoot the crap out of it!
The sniper isn’t supposed to have bullies! She’d shoot them!
Knowing that shooting fate was impossible, she simply let out a frustrated sigh as she entered the dining room, finding her obligatory cushion on the floor before sitting formally on it.
“Itadakimasu~” Miyabi muttered, before opening her eyes.
Why is all the food pink?
Even the broth was pink!
“Um… Nee-san?” Miyabi looked over to Miki.
“Just eat it,” came a fast reply with a tone of embarrassment to it.
“But why is it pi—”
“Shut up and eat it.”
How will the journey to Tochigi Prefecture fare?Poor Miki xD The more she sticks with Rika, the more dignity she loses
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