“Pant… Pant… …Ah.”
Mutsuki had never imagined it would be this
difficult to walk with his legs weak from fear. It felt like he had sat on his
legs for hours on end, so he was not even sure he was really standing. He
unsteadily headed home while leaning on nearby telephone poles and guardrails.
The way home normally took less than
fifteen minutes, but it felt horribly long now.
(What…was that?)
His head was spinning and he felt sick. It
felt like all of his blood was flowing backwards. He felt a chill yet could not
stop sweating and his head was filled with nothing but heat.
He could only imagine the events in front
of the train station had been a dream. First, a car had stood up and started to
walk and then the fountain’s water had turned blood red. Finally, a girl had
appeared out of nowhere and sliced a boy in two.
However…
“…”
He gently held his right eye.
A mirror was attached to a nearby guardrail
to give a view around the corner, so he hesitantly peered into it. He saw his own
face there, but his right eye was proof that those events had been all too
real.
It was black. A black smooth object was
located where his eyeball should have been. It looked like a nontransparent
plastic panel had been placed over the eye.
And yet he knew better than anyone that he
was looking at his own eye. The covered eye had no pupil, but the faint outline
of the iris was there and he was able to see through that spot.
His right eye could see and his sight was
much clearer than before.
He tried covering his left eye, but that
only closed off a bit on the left side of his vision.
It truly had not been a dream. That scared
him, so he looked down at his upper arms, legs, and inside his clothes. He
found no injuries.
There were no red marks. There was no sign
of any kind of burns.
“Fwah… Ah…ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”
The girl calling herself an angel grew
wings from her back to prove her claim.
Instead of the white wings told of in
legends, they were made of dull blue flames. Still, they were not actually burning
and they moved in accordance with her will. They bent just like wings and
wrapped around Mutsuki as he was pinned to the wall.
He screamed as the blue flames burned him,
but Ange maintained a look of composure.
“Calm down. An angel’s flames are a purifying
light. You shouldn’t even feel warm. I’m only getting rid of the Succubi.”
Once she mentioned it, he realized the
flames were not even hot, as if they were a mere illusion. However, that was
not enough to calm Mutsuki’s panic. There was no way he could relax while
flames enveloped him.
Instead of burning him, the flames burned
the black liquid soaking his clothes and turned it to ash.
The liquid fell
away, freeing Mutsuki’s body from the wall.
He fell into the wall fountain below him.
The flames seemed to affect normal water too because it began to boil into
steam, but even amid the oppressive steam, the flames showed no sign of
weakening.
“How pathetic.”
The angel girl named Ange watched in
obvious exasperation as he flailed around in the water.
But when he looked up in search of help,
his right eye met her blue eyes.
“…”
She quickly looked away.
“Except for the Serpent’s Eye, it seems.”
She faced the side, revealing a cheek that
was so flushed it was noticeable even in the light of the setting sun.
“Ange of the Double Flame, hm?”
A moment later, her face stiffened at a
voice.
The voice was Lucia’s. He had supposedly
been sliced in two, but he looked entirely unharmed as he sat on the hood of
the scrap metal that had been the Porsche.
“Even among the angels born from the
purifying light of flames, your flames were much hotter than normal. You are
the maiden born from blue flames of 2000 degrees. …Is that big thing the
rumored Prominence?”
“I’m glad to hear I’m so famous.”
The girl clicked her tongue, turned around,
and pointed her large sword at the boy.
Even if it was hollow except for the core
of support in the center, the panel of metal was wider than she was, but she
easily swung it around in one hand. It was an unbelievable sight.
The slightly damp-looking black surface was
made of metal and covered in the luster of a black pearl. It looked just as
gorgeous as the Japanese swords that were given as deep a shine as platinum
despite being made of steel. Just looking at it was enough to feel the solemn weight
of the metal inside.
“Oh, god. What a pain.”
Lucia jumped down from the hood.
He pulled out the large red scythe stabbed
into the vehicle. His arms were far skinnier than Mutsuki’s, yet he not only
easily lifted the giant scythe, but he tore apart the Porsche’s red body like
it was made of paper.
They both seemed to possess the same
mysterious and abnormal power.
“—————!!”
“—————!!”
All Mutsuki could tell was that they were
enemies.
The giant sword named Prominence sliced
through the air and the two of them collided.
“~~Gh…”
The massive sword was going to strike the
long scythe. The sword had more weight, so it would push the scythe back.
However, the boy ducked down before the
blade arrived, dodged the slash, and sent the force of his blow to the other
end of his weapon. He sent the handle toward the girl’s torso.
“Ah.”
The high-speed exchange did not even last
two full seconds. Mutsuki’s eyes caught up, but only after the girl used the
momentum of her charge to jump away from the boy and avoid the scythe handle.
Mutsuki was not even given time to gasp
before the exchange accelerated. When Lucia’s fingertips danced like he was
waving a conductor’s baton, the pieces of black water scattered across the
ground formed hands and assaulted the angel.
“Didn’t you know?”
The battle was over.
“An angel’s body cannot be defiled.”
The liquid demons approaching the girl
turned to ash the instant they arrived within a certain area around her.
Lucia’s eyes grew wide because the girl’s
body was now surrounded by blue flames so thin they were nearly invisible. The
film of fire had created an inviolable barrier around her.
“A Corona!?”
The boy’s shock created a brief opening. In
that instant, Ange ran right up to the boy while protected by her burning fire.
She unleashed a full swing of her great
sword.
Lucia somehow managed to catch it on his
scythe, but his slender body was launched several dozen meters as if a large
truck had hit him.
“Dammit… You really are strong.”
Despite his surprise, Lucia placed his feet
on a building’s wall to recover. However, he did not immediately make a
counterattack. The film of blue fire that had burned the black water had spread
as the angel approached and had scorched the boy’s beautiful face.
His constant thin smile vanished for just a
moment and his eyebrows twitched, but he soon giggled and the smile returned.
“Okay, looks like I’m poorly matched
against an angel.”
He jumped to the building rooftop with
smoke still rising from him.
“Heh heh♪ That’s a lovely eye, Mutsuki-kun. You can violate me more
thoroughly later, okay?”
After a parting wink, he turned around and
left.
“Wait! …Oh, you! Micha will be here soon,
so stay put!”
That was all Ange said before pursuing the
boy.
Mutsuki had no idea what to find strange
anymore as the red-haired girl brushed aside gravity to jump on top of the
six-story building with that mass of metal in hand.
(Should I really have run away?)
Mutsuki hurried home while hiding his right
eye.
(She told me to wait for someone named Micha,
but I couldn’t stay when people started gathering there. Besides, who knows if
I can even trust that Ange girl.)
He made excuses for his inability to do
anything but run from that bizarre situation.
But he really did think running away had
been the best plan. He felt bad doing this to Ange – who was at least a winged
girl who could do a few inhuman things, even if she was not actually an angel –
but he wanted to return home at the moment.
(Would a doctor be able to heal my eye?)
With that absentminded thought, he tried
his best to think over it all calmly even if he was only feigning calm.
(It started with…that’s right. I got that
phone call before the car started to move. A woman spoke to me.)
That had been the beginning of this
mysterious event.
She had told him to run away and to survive
until Ange arrived.
The caller had known Ange, the girl with
the sword. And at the very least, she had not seemed to want to harm him.
That made him wonder if he should not have left
when Ange told him to stay, but he did not have the nerve to head back to the
station now.
After the call, the Porsche had started to
move. What had that been? It had been destroyed before he figured out what it
was after, but it had certainly turned his way.
Then that boy named Lucia had arrived.
“…”
Mutsuki brought a hand to his mouth.
He could still feel a lingering hint of
that warmth, softness, and sweet pleasure.
That boy had seemed to want to earn his
favor and Mutsuki had trouble disliking him.
However, that boy had been the one to do
this to his right eye. He had also fought a deadly battle with Ange, who seemed
more like an ally, but before that, he had protected Mutsuki from the car
monster.
(This is hopeless.)
His thoughts spun round and round in his
head and he doubted he could think about anything at the moment.
There had also been that black water and
those blue flames. It was all a mystery, but his first priority was visiting an
eye doctor. He reached the residential district while holding his right eye
again.
“Mutsuki-chan, are you only now getting home?
Welcome back.”
“Oh, y-yes. Good evening.”
Given the time, he ran into a lot of
neighbors.
He had no idea what would happen if they
saw it, so he paid careful attention to his right eye as he pretended to be the
polite son of the Fujita family he usually was.
“You’re soaking wet. Did something happen?”
“N-no, I just fell in a pond is all. I’m
fine.”
Even if he hid his eye, his clothes were
wet and he was covered in ashes, so he naturally gathered attention. Feeling
uncomfortable, he picked up his pace toward home.
He had his hands full with his own state,
so he failed to notice something else.
“I see. Well, try not to catch cold. …Huh?”
The neighbor who had greeted him was only
the first.
“Welcome back, Mutsuki-kun. …Hm?”
“Hi, Mutsuki-oniichan.! …Nn. …Fweh?”
“…!?”
One was a neighbor woman twenty years older
than his mother, one was a girl the same age as Mutsumi, and one was a college
girl who just so happened to be in the area.
Each of their expressions changed entirely
when Mutsuki passed them by.
They more not just surprised by his wet
clothes.
They all gave him a look of intense
longing.
“I’m home.”
“Took you long enough. Hey, Mutsuki! I
called you a thousand times, so I know you turned off your phone!”
As soon as Mutsuki arrived home, his impertinent
little sister gave him an angry greeting.
He had never appreciated the voice of a
family member or the familiar sight of the house so much. His legs were still
weak, so he nearly collapsed to the floor.
“We’re out of ice, so I wanted you to buy
some on your way- …What is that?”
He had made it home, but he could not help
but lean on the entranceway door. That was when Chiaki walked in wearing her
usual rough around-the-house outfit of a camisole and jeans, but she was
shocked to find her brother soaking wet and covered in ashes.
“We need ice? I’ll buy some on the way back
from the eye doctor. Can you get me a towel for now?”
“S-sure. And the eye doctor? Did you hurt
yours?”
His impertinent but kind sister started toward the bathroom, so instead of
saying thanks, he gave her a smile while holding his eye.
“…Eek!?”
As soon as he looked at her, a change came
over her.
She held her hands to her navel and started
to tremble. She fell to her knees and arched her back behind her. Her entire
body shook as if electricity was surging out from the base of her legs. That
is, her crotch.
“Ah… Ah…? What…is this? What is this!?”
“Chiaki!? What is it? Eh? Wh-what is it!?”
He frantically ran over because something
was clearly wrong.
But without knowing what was happening, he
had no idea what to do. As he stood there in confusion, his sister’s state only
grew worse.
“Kyah… aheh♡”
The healthy thighs contained inside her
jeans spread on their own.
Beads of sweat visibly covered her entire
body. Too much liquid to be sweat darkened her jeans around the base of her
thighs.
“Help…me… Mutsuki…onii…chan…”
Chiaki turned her moist, cloudy eyes toward
the boy as her shaking grew to convulsions.
Utterly confused, Mutsuki reached a hand
toward her slender shoulder.
“~~~!!”
As soon as he touched her, he noticed her
camisole was plastered to her chest with sweat and that the tips of those
still-childish bulges were erect.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
He had lived with her for about a dozen
years, but he had never heard her scream like that.
Her skinny body bent sharply backwards as
if she were performing a bridge. She stuck her pelvis out so far it looked like
it would break off, the bottom of her camisole slid up, and her petite navel
came into view. She was his sister, yet Mutsuki found that adorable depression
to be strangely alluring. He was so shocked he stopped his outstretched hand,
but it was already too late.
“Hyah… Ah… Aheh…”
A sharp-smelling golden curtain spread from
the depths of her trembling jeans and spilled to the floor.
He had not smelled this scent since his
sister was nine and they had been tickling each other in the bath. As the
liquid formed a wave, he realized what it had to be. His sister was so out of
it that he grew pale, but then she finally passed out and collapsed limply to
the floor.
He was utterly dumbfounded. He had not the
slightest clue what was going on.
And then…
“Kyuji… Bchu… Ahhh…”
“Eh?”
After being attacked by inhuman foes a few
times already, Mutsuki quickly realized what this voice was.
The unpleasant groan was as high-pitched as
fingernails on glass. A moment later, it showed itself. A black slime-like
creature burst from his wet clothes.
(One of those things was still there!?)
A scorched stench hung around it, but it
fell between Chiaki’s limp legs and moved itself forward. Mutsuki trembled in
horror as it sent ripples through the spreading puddle and gradually grew in
size.
It was absorbing the urine to grow.
After drinking it all and leaving the
wooden floor perfectly clean, it moved toward Chiaki’s jeans in search of more
liquid.
“S-stop!”
“Kyubi? Kyugahhhh! Agyahhhh!”
He thought his legs would give out again,
but he frantically picked up his unconscious sister and ran away.
The black filth cried and wailed in hunger
as it crawled after him. What was he supposed to do? He decided to at least get
Chiaki away and ran toward the entranceway.
“Yes. Good, good.”
A ball of red fire squashed the slime flat.
“Eh?”
The filth had burst to pieces from a flame
hammer strike and it then turned to ash. Nothing remained afterwards. There was
not even a mark on the floor.
“Walking around town with the Serpent’s Eye
opened was pretty reckless, you know? I went out of my way to meet you at the
station, but you ditched me.”
That flame had burned only the black water.
The color was different, but Mutsuki had seen this just a bit earlier. He
turned cautiously toward the voice.
“But.”
At some point a woman had appeared in the
entranceway.
“You did a good job protecting your cute
little sister, so I’ll skip the lecture.”
She too had flames growing from her back.
She did not have a giant sheet of metal,
but her otherworldly aura still left Mutsuki in a daze.
His eyes first stopped on the healthy color
of her skin. Its brown was gentler than a black person’s, so it more closely
resembled a dark tan. It was a milk tea color that could not be reproduced with
dyes or at a tanning salon.
Then, he noticed her outfit. She wore a
miniskirt about as short as a waistcloth and a black cutter shirt that only
just barely covered her breasts. While she was also wearing boots that rose
halfway up her thighs and a long coat that covered her entire body, her outfit
left her cleavage, midriff, and thighs entirely exposed, so it was hardly
appropriate to wear around town.
She had red, almond-shaped eyes with a
double eyelid, the deep-chiseled bridge of her nose stood prominently out, and
her plump lips were a shade of red paler than her skin. Overall, she had the
facial features of a model. Her wavy, waist-length hair was a glistening honey
blonde, which added to her charm.
She was unmistakably beautiful, but that
seductive atmosphere actually made the boy wary.
“Wh-who are you?”
Suspicious, Mutsuki stood in front of his
unconscious sister.
Appreciation filled the brown beauty’s face
when she saw that brave brother.
But when she looked the boy in the eye, she
looked just as shocked as Chiaki or the neighborhood girls and women had.
“So this I the power of the one to be the
origin. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.”
“!?”
She crouched down a little and instantly
moved right in front of Mutsuki.
She had moved too quickly for him to follow
with his eyes and she grabbed his cheeks before he could even gasp.
“Be closed. Humans are happiest as humans.”
“Wah!”
An itching sensation raced through his right
eye, but it was much kinder than the pain from before. The boy frantically
pushed her hands from his cheeks. He tried a little too hard to back away and
his knees gave out. He landed on his butt next to his sister.
“Wh-what did you just do?”
“Oh, you’re pretty cute. I like this a lot
better than that snake eye♪”
The boy snapped back at her due to the
responsibility of having his little sister so nearby, but the woman dodged his
question with a gentle smile. She then threw some kind of key his way.
The keychain had a small hand mirror
attached, so he looked into it.
“…Ah.”
His usual face was back. Everything was
back to normal, right eye and all.
Noticing the tension leave his face, the
woman smiled his way again. His heart skipped a beat when he looking at her
again and realized how beautiful she was.
“The world has begun to move.”
She whispered to him with a meaningful alto
voice.
“The world has begun to move with you at
the center.”
“Eh?”
“Gather heaven, earth, and hell and you will have
everything. The entire world is revolving around you.”
That was when he realized something else.
“I’ll explain what’s going on, since I’m
sure you’re frightened with all this strange stuff happening.”
He recognized the strangely cute yet mature
alto voice.
It was the voice he had heard over the
phone earlier.
“Would you mind going on a date with me?”
After removing both Mutsuki’s tension and
caution, she gave him a playful wink.
The woman said her name was Jiyuuni Micha
and Mutsuki decided to believe her for the time being.
At the very least, she was not his enemy. Or
so he thought. She had told him to run away over the phone and she had defeated
that slime with her fire. She had even made sure to give Chiaki a bath while
the girl was still unconscious, so he decided to trust her for now.
Although it mostly came down to wanting
someone to explain what was going on.
Micha dressed Chiaki and laid her on the
sofa and Mutsuki left with Micha after his older sister returned home. He was
riding on the back of Micha’s motorcycle. It seemed to be an off-road
motorcycle because its tires were as thick as a car’s and its long frame had no
extra accessories.
He quickly regretted climbing onboard.
“Waaahhhhhhh! J-J-J-J-J-Jiyuuni-san! Too
fast! You’re going too fast!”
“Call me Micha. Jiyuuni is a fake name for
the human world, so I’m not used to responding to it.”
“Fine! I’ll call you Micha! But this is too
fast! I’m going to fall off!”
“Then hold on more tightly. Just to be
clear, you’ll definitely die if you fall off.”
He could only tremble as they moved so
quickly the surrounding cars did not seem to be moving at all, but the woman
did not slow down in the slightest.
In fact, she seemed to be enjoying this.
When she saw him on the verge of tears, she laughed happily and squeezed the
throttle even further.
“Uuh…”
He would normally have been too embarrassed
to grab onto a woman he had only just met, but his life was on the line here. He
wrapped his arms around her narrow waist lest he be thrown off the motorcycle
entirely.
The motorcycle did not have a back seat or
a luggage rack and he could not have balanced on the back tire’s frame, so he
was forced to share the one seat with Micha. By this point, her butt was
resting on top of his thighs.
It was embarrassing, but his life really
was in danger if he fell. He said “excuse me” and pressed his cheek up against
her back. He felt more stable when pressing that tightly against her.
He had changed out of his soaking wet
uniform, but the wind was cold and Micha’s body warmth felt nice through her white
coat. The scent of the adult woman was enough to embarrass him even further.
“Anyway, Mutsuki-kun.”
“Y-yes?”
The wind would have drowned out her voice, but their close contact let him hear
her through her body.
“I’m sure you’ve figured out by now that your
body isn’t that of a normal human.”
He was having trouble focusing, but she
began with the exact kind of talk he had expected.
“I’m perfectly normal.”
“Even after what you did to Chiaki-chan?”
“…”
Had it really been his fault that
approaching his sister had made her grow confused, piss herself, and pass out?
Pain began to fill his heart.
“Don’t worry. Although it is true that was
due to your power. It was the power of the Serpent’s Eye that appeared in your
right eye, but that’s sealed away right now.”
“The Serpent’s Eye?”
He recalled Lucia calling it that as well.
When he thought back, he realized the black eye he had seen in the road mirror
had been just like a snake’s.
“Wh-what was that? Why did that happen to
my eye?”
“It was unavoidable. From the moment god
designed human DNA, it was made to create a bearer of the Serpent’s Eye once
every hundred or thousand years. It’s just one of god’s rules.”
He had been born with it. That was the most
hopeless explanation there was.
“The Serpent’s Eye has a tremendous effect
on the opposite sex. In other words, women. I’m sure you can tell based on what
happened to Chiaki-chan. Just looking at them is enough to do that. If you
wanted to, you could conquer half the world.”
“Oh…”
“Ever since ancient times, the ones known
in the human world as demons have been especially obsessed with that power. You
saw them earlier, didn’t you? There was that intelligent demon named Lucia and
his followers, the Succubi. If they gain your power, it’s game over for the
human world.”
“Um. Wait a second.”
The boy frowned.
This was on such a large scale he was
having trouble keeping up, but it all seemed a little too “out there”. It was
true his right eye – the Serpent’s Eye – had caused Chiaki to faint just by
looking at her, but it seemed like an exaggeration to say he could “conquer the
world” with that.
The woman brushed back her blonde hair and
looked back at him.
“You’re so naïve♪”
“What?”
She gave him a coquettish wink and his heart
skipped a beat.
His puzzled look seemed to delight her all
the more.
And then…
“Excuse me, excuse me. You on the
motorcycle, please stop.”
A noisy siren suddenly started up and a
voice shouted at them through a megaphone.
Mutsuki looked back and saw three police
cars following them.
They were breaking the speed limit with two
people on a one-person bike, so this result was hardly surprising. The boy
could only sigh.
But…
“You two not wearing helmets, please slow
down and pull over.”
“Um…Micha-san?”
He mentally begged her to stop, but when
she faced forward again, she twisted the throttle as if this were none of her
concern. She was speeding up.
Mutsuki was on the verge of tears and he
squeezed his arms around her waist even more. He had only met this woman
fifteen minutes ago, but he could somehow tell she intended to lose them.
“Anyway, how far did I get?”
She calmly continued her discussion as the
boy buried his face in her back due to the cold and his fear. She had raised
her voice because the sirens were so loud, but that was the only change.
“Oh, right. That you’re the chosen one.
Anyway, destined people like that are often targeted by dangerous enemies,
right?”
She let go of the handlebar with the hand
not accelerating.
She drove with one hand while easily
exceeding 100 kph. Mutsuki had gone pale, but she pointed back with her thumb.
When he looked that way…
“Eh?”
“The Serpent’s Eye is this world’s one and
only perfect power. If you gouged it out and encased it in glass, it would
become the most valuable jewel imaginable. Everyone who knows about it wants to
get their hands on it. Whether they’re a demon…or a human.”
When Mutsuki saw the rightmost police car
she pointed at, he grew even paler.
“There are two main groups after you. One
is the demons I mentioned before. And…”
There was no one inside it.
The driver’s seat and passenger seat were
both empty and the steering wheel was moving on its own.
“These are the bigger problem. They’re
called the Springloaded. They’re the servants of a human group who want the
Serpent’s Eye. That group is named FeTUS.”
“Micha-san!”
The freezing boy screamed as the motorcycle
accelerated even further.
He was afraid of their pursuers, but he was
even more afraid of the red light at the intersection they would reach in
another three seconds at this speed. Even if they were trying to escape, this
was far too fast for a public road.
“~~!”
However…
“That’s lucky. I think we can get away
now.”
The woman charged right into the intersection
at 130 kph even as people used the crosswalk.
She swerved left and right so sharply her knees
nearly scraped the ground and just barely avoided hitting any of the
pedestrians or cars. She kept it up all the way to the other side of the
intersection.
Mutsuki had seen videos of people slipping
through the paper-thin gaps between the bullets filling the screen on a
shooting game, but he had never imagined he would experience it in person. He
was still trembling even after they made it through.
He heard screeching brakes and then an
especially loud collision.
The police cars with actual policemen in
them had of course stopped, but the unmanned one known as a Springloaded had
been destroyed when a truck T-boned it from the side.
However, they did not have time to relax.
In fact, it was only after that destruction that the boy realized how
frightening his pursuers were.
As if removing a disguise, the police car
writhed and transformed. The frame shrank down, abandoning any space for
passengers and creating a longer form. Claws burst out to form legs.
Just like the Porsche had with his
cellphone, the police car swallowed up the parts of the damaged truck.
“Their Lithography sure has gotten fast,”
complained Micha. “Honestly, they get more dangerous by the day.”
If the Porsche had been an inchworm, then
this was a giant metal grasshopper with the large vehicle’s cylinders as the
back legs. After eating another machine to grow and complete its
transformation, it jumped over the chaotic intersection.
It was still pursuing the trembling boy.
“Not to worry. We’re here to protect you.”
Micha calmly turned around despite their
speed.
“We’re angels.”
She winked at him.
They were approaching the entrance to a
vehicles-only road, so she turned that way at the last second. With a snap, the
end of the accelerator grip seemed to break off. It turned out to be cover and
some kind of button was revealed below.
Mutsuki wanted to complain that this was
not a manga, but he still gathered all of his strength in the arms around her
waist because he had a good guess what was coming next.
And a moment later…
“~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!”
They were moving too fast for him to hear
his own scream, so how fast was that converted to kph?
At any rate, after being attacked by a
mysterious boy, being pursued by machine monsters, and all the other strange
events, this was the most frightening moment of the day. Still, they did manage
to escape their pursuers.
“Anyway.”
Despite all the running away, Micha brought
him to an apartment building in the same town.
It was about a half hour walk from his
home. He had been forced to hold on for dear life for over an hour, but it
seemed that was mostly because she had wanted to go touring. While trying to
hide the few tears he had shed, he followed Micha inside.
“It’s pretty messy since I’ve only just
moved in, but try to ignore it, okay?”
“Okay…”
Mutsuki lived in a house, so entering a
high-rise apartment building made him nervous. He was taken to the top floor
and then to one of the rooms overlooking the town at a frightening height.
“You were right about it being messy.”
That was his first impression.
He removed his shoes in the entranceway
which was filled with so many boots and sandals it would have been difficult to
find a matching set. He was impressed by the automatic lights and automatically
locking door, but he was more focused on finding anywhere to step in a hallway
filled with laundry and flyers. Luckily, Micha paved the way by kicking stuff
out of the way.
“Are you good at housework, Mutsuki-kun?
Y’know, like cleaning.”
“Cleaning? I do it a lot, if that’s what
you mean.”
“Great♪”
“?”
They moved further inside.
Needless to say, the rest was a disaster
too. The dining and living rooms were almost fifty square meters in all, but
there was still nowhere to step.
Cardboard boxes waiting to be unpacked were
piled up, yet beer cans were stacked in a pyramid on the table like building
blocks. There were far too many empty cans for her to have really just moved
in, but there were far too many boxes still needing unpacking for her to have
actually lived here longer.
“…”
He had not even known her for two whole
hours, but he felt he had a pretty good grasp on her character.
And…
“Hm?”
He noticed something on the couch.
They were clothes far too small for Micha
to wear. They looked like they might be for a child, but they had caught his
eye because they were neatly folded up amid the otherwise messy room.
He naturally approached them and found a
shirt and spats he had seen somewhere before.
“Where did she get off to? Hey, are you
back!?”
Micha kicked more things out of her way and
searched for someone by opening all the doors leading from the living room.
And…
“Ange! Are you here nor not?”
“Yes, yes. I’m here. Just a second!”
Someone replied from the door in the dining
room next to the one leading to the kitchen.
“Oh, you’re in there? Were you taking a
shower?”
Steam escaped the door, but Micha did not
hesitate to walk over and open it.
“…What?”
She did indeed reveal a girl who had
apparently been taking a shower.
The girl had just started tying back the
red hair that was long enough to cover her butt. She had her hand around the
wet hair and a rubber hairband in her mouth.
“…”
She slowly turned toward Mutsuki.
Mutsuki looked straight at her.
Except for the towel draped over her neck,
she was completely naked. The girl’s defenseless body was on full display.
She stood there in her birthday suit with
nothing hidden: her armpits, her collarbones, the indentation of her navel, her
surprisingly feminine chest given her otherwise childish build, and…“down there”.
It was a beautiful body. Her unblemished
skin was pure white. Her long arms and legs were slender. Her waist was so
skinny it seemed to have been carved down and her smooth hips were the exact
opposite. Her bust bulged out only a modest amount. Other than her short
height, she had the slender build of a model.
He knew it was rude, but Mutsuki gulped,
sending his still-thin Adam’s apple up and down.
The girl froze in place as well.
“I’ll introduce her properly this time.
This is Ange. She works with me.”
The hairband fell from her mouth.
“Gnyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!”
“Wah, wah, wah! I-I’m sorry!!”
She screamed so loudly it had to have
reached the first floor and Mutsuki frantically turned around.
But he moved too quickly. His quick
about-face caused him to slip on a magazine lying on the floor and to trip
quite spectacularly.
His head hit the couch and everything on it
poured down onto him.
“Nfh.”
Something caught on his face as it fell.
It was the shirt and spats from before. These
were the clothes the girl had worn by the station. It could not have been long
since she had removed them because he could still feel some faint body heat in
them.
And once he removed the spats, something
round spilled out from them.
“…?”
It was somewhat damp and the rubber in it
had pulled it into a ball.
He spread it out to find a triangular
object that smelled of sweat.
They were a pair of pink panties.
“From now on, we’ll be protecting you from
any and all danger.”
Beyond the panties, he could see Ange
charging at him after putting on the bath towel.
“What! Do you think! You’re doing! With my
panties! You pervert!”
“Gfh! Gyah! I’m…I’m sorry!”
“So don’t worry, Mutsuki-kun. Ange’s power
is top class even for an angel. So whether FeTUS or the demons attack, she’ll
be protecting you 24/7.”
Ange climbed on top of the boy she was
meant to protect and started beating him, Mutsuki desperately tried to protect
himself with the hands holding the panties, and Micha smiled as she spoke.
“You pervert pervert pervert pervert pervert
pervert pervert pervert pervert pervert pervert!!”
“Ow! Ahhhh, I’m sorryyyyy! Micha-san! Help
me, Micha-san!”
“Good, good♪ I’m glad to see you’re already friends.”
She continued to smile.
“Now, after cleaning up real quick, let’s
have a welcoming party for our new roommate.”
Ange’s fist finally stopped.
“What?”
“Room…mate?”
This was news to Mutsuki as well.
“Ehhhhhhhh!? I have to live with him!?”
Mutsuki was slow to react thanks to the
beating he had taken, so Ange alone stood up and shouted in protest.
“Of course. You wouldn’t be much of a
bodyguard otherwise.”
“I refuse to live with a pervert like-…”
Mutsuki had apparently stepped on the edge
of the towel during their scuffle, so when the girl tried to argue with Micha,
the only thing hiding her bare skin fell away.
“~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!”
The top class angel girl’s adorable butt
was right in front of his eyes.
And a moment later, a low kick filled with
reliable strength reached his jaw.
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