8 Chapter 6 Demon (2/2)
”Aren't you-”.
The girl puffed her cheeks out cutely and said, ”I accept your apology, however next time you should watch where you are going Mikazuchi Takemi!”.
Raising an eyebrow at the girl he replied, ”We've only just met and that's what you're calling me? I don't even know your name”.
The girl was taken back at his retort and replied, ”Saegusa. Saegusa Mayumi”.
”Well, Saegusa-san it's very nice to meet you, but I've got to go. Now if you-”.
”Wait! Don't you want to try and talk to me?”.
”I don't even know you! And let go of me!”, Takemi pulls back his arm from the girls grasp and walks away, ignoring her yells from across the courtyard.
Although he should've expected it, he didn't think that he would meet the best waifu- I mean Student Council President in the series so quickly.
'This is her family's party I suppose'.
Looking throughout the crowd he saw Saber sitting at one of the tables with a veritable mountain of food beside her. It was a bit of an exaggeration however it didn't look like she would be stopping any time soon.
He also noticed a group of men in their mid-twenties sitting at a table closest to Musashi's constantly looking over towards her.
She was aware that a lot of people were looking at her and when she saw her Master, waved to him and patted the seat beside her.
”Takemi, Takemi! The food here is amazing! I never thought I'd ever have foods that weren't Japanese before, but look!”.
In front of here were an assortment of dishes, all of which had one thing in common. They weren't Japanese.
Pizza, pasta, bacon, boiled eggs, steak, spring rolls, and even things like tacos and fish and chips were in front of her.
”Because I'm a Servant I can't gain weight and all of this is turned into prana! It's amazing!”.
She had stars in her eyes and continued to munch down on the food on her plate.
”That's good Musashi. You've worked hard these past two days, enjoy yourself tonight, okay”.
She nodded happily and I left her to her own devices... which would probably include eating... and more eating.
Looking around the party Takemi didn't see anyone else that was important to canon until he felt a sudden chill behind his back and turned around frantically. There was no-one directly behind him and the closest person was over a dozen meters away and was facing the opposite direction.
Takemi sighed a breath of relief before feeling the same chill again and jumping back in fright.
”Who are you! Show yourself!”.
He didn't know and magecraft, nor did he know any martial arts so just raised his fists to protect his face while turning rapidly.
”Ara, ara? It seems like you've noticed me. Looks like I'll have to reveal myself now”.
The boy looked into the darkness and waited for someone to reveal themselves but instead felt something soft press against his head and a pair of arms to slither down his chest.
”I've. Caught. You”.
A melodious voice entered directly into my ears and he could feel the woman's breath on her ear, prompting him to try and escape.
”Nuh uh. I won't let you go. Not until you call me... onee-san...”.
Takemi could feel his back stiffening at the woman's seductive voice and a part of him started to grow as a result.
”Let me go!”.
Even in his old body, Takemi would find it hard pressed to ignore the sweet and seductive tone of this woman, let alone in this body, just starting to hit puberty and unable to control some of his bodily functions.
”No”.
”Yes!”.
”No”.
”Yes”.
”No”
”yes”.
”No”.
”...yes”.
The woman kept squeezing tight on the boy, all while moving her hands feeling up every inch of his immature body, until only one part remained unscathed.
”No”.
Takemi could tell the woman was smiling and his face was redder than even the reddest of tomatoes.
”Please let me go... onee-san...”.
Everything around him was dead silent and he dropped his head down in embarrassment. He could feel her letting go and patting his head while saying, ”Now that's a good Otouto. Make sure you obey your onee-san otherwise...
Takemi felt his face been pressed into her bosom and he looked up at the demonic woman.
Onee-san will have to punish you”.
Takemi nodded frantically and the woman smiled, let go and walked away.
She didn't say anything else and didn't leave her name, however she knew that Takemi knew it. In fact it was almost impossible for anyone in Japan not to know it.
He went over to Saber and pulled her away, saying that he was tired and wanted to go home.
The entire trip home he could only focus on the woman with the luscious black hair, big boobs and enticing purple-pink eyes.
”Yotusba Maya. The Demon King of the Far East”.