User blog:ExdeathsBagel/The rain bride (WWYD by The Hell Mask)

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I got up from where I was sitting, done admiring the view from my mountain before continuing my hike to find civilization. Civilization might not be the best word however, more so I was seeking a town I was certain had more than a double digit amount of people for the sake of work. I left my old town, a whole other region at that, as a soldier. I got sick of all the fighting between man and mamono, and took peace of mind over desertion. I felt bad for leaving my comrades behind, but I was certain I’d be more of a danger to their safety given my growing aloofness to the constant combat.

It was all the same, mamonos invade the towns looking for mates, we drive them back, and use our respective magic and healing potions to recover, regroup, and repeat the process every few days. Causalities were surprisingly rare, and we fell into a stalemate neither side wanted to admit. I left the fighting after a few months, the glory fading and instead was replaced with an empty, guilty feeling for all the mamonos I harmed.

I had since come here, to the Zipangu region, for peace of mind and work. The Zipangu region was a peaceful one, figures as much considering it a very mountainous region, no need for castle walls at all. That was such a welcoming sight, as were the people. With no war, nobody was on edge or in despair over when the next invasion began, some were very laid back, others had the serious that reminded me of home. But no one, no one was paranoid or hateful of their neighbor, fearing that they had sold them out to an invading mamono force.

My only complaint was how hard it was to find work, again I had been to a few towns, if they could be called that. They were more so simple settlements of people were work as scarce. They were friendly sure, and pointed me in the direction to the nearest town, hence my direction, but I was running low on money and would be in trouble if I didn’t find a steady job and place to live soon.

As if things couldn’t get any worse, a sudden booming sound echoed throughout the sky. I was confused at first, the beautiful scene beneath me was completely cloudless. It was only when I looked behind me did my stomach drop. Storm clouds were rising over the mountain, dark and fast approaching. Fortunately there was a large tree nearby, and after checking it to make sure it wasn’t a Dryad, I made my tent as fast as I could, ignoring the ever increasing raindrops.

By the time I dove in with my sleeping bag the rain was coming down in buckets, and I decided it would be best to simply wait out the storm. Lighting my lantern and pulling out a book, I read to pass the time, only to be occasionally interrupted by the booming thunder.

I got bored of reading rather quickly, not to mention the rain and thunder was making it hard to concentrate. I decided to take a peek outside the tent to watch the storm, if only to see something entertaining. When I stuck my head out, I noticed something very peculiar, a bench, just ahead. Maybe that wasn’t too odd around here, many people in the Zipangu region liked to be close to nature, I had come across tables, chairs, even what appeared to be open living rooms amidst clearings in the forest.

Yet that wasn’t what was truly strange. Sitting on this bench, despite the absolute downpour, was a woman. She had pale skin, black hair, as was wearing black robes. I stared at her for a moment, simply perplexed. The rain was coming down in buckets and yet she seemed fine, if anything, from what I could see her expression was rather tranquil. I knew people in the Zipangu region liked to get close to nature but this seemed a little ridiculous.

“Hey! Come in the tent so you can get dry!” I shouted, though I knew my voice wouldn’t carry well in the rain, so I also motioned for her to come in.

She brought her hand up to her mouth, as if giggling, before getting up from the bench and walking into the forest behind her. I contemplated pursuing her, perhaps she came from a nearby town, maybe even a populated one. But I figured I should still wait until the storm had passed. Going back into my tent and quickly becoming bored with reading again, this time sleep managed to overtake me. The sound of raindrops faded, but I could’ve sworn I heard something else, something approaching my tent, but by that point falling too deeply into sleep to care.

When I awoke I wasn’t in my tent. In fact, I was in a house, and in someone’s bed. I rose up in a panic, made worse by the fact that I was also naked despite falling asleep fully clothed.

“Ohayo, Anata! Here’s your breakfast!” A voice said, it was coming from below me, so I assumed I was on the second floor. A nearby window had its curtains drawn, but I could still hear the pattering of rain against the window. Was it still raining from earlier? How much time had passed?

Those thoughts were pushed away as I heard someone come up creaking stairs and to the door. I had no time to decide whether or not to pretend to be asleep as the door slowly opened and in walked the woman sitting on the bench.

She was still in that black robe, and still soaked. She gave a warm, welcoming smile, as if she was a dear friend.

“Good morning, hubby.”

“Hubby? As in husband?” I asked in shock.

<p class="MsoNormal">She nods, “Yes, my love. You are my husband after all.” As she approached the bed, her robe, what I could now full identify as a kimono, seemed to open by itself, exposing her to me.

<p class="MsoNormal">I looked away, but then felt hand lightly clasp my face and turn to face hers. Due to the rain, her hands felt cold and wet.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What wrong my dear? I know I’m a little cold and I’m sorry for that, but you know I always go out in the rain for an impromptu shower. Don’t worry, we’ll get warm pretty quickly. Also,” she pressed herself against my manhood, which much to my shame was erect, “It’s not just rainwater that’s making me soaked.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Akira, could I get some honey with these pancakes please?” A voice called from below.

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira sighed, clearly annoyed but quickly laughed it off. “It’s always something isn’t it? I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”

<p class="MsoNormal">She quickly got up, her robe somehow moving to cover herself, before walking out the door and closing it, giving me one last look as she did. I assumed this woman wasn’t human, but didn’t know what type of mamono she could be. My military training only covered mamonos that had blatant monstrous features like Lamias, Arachne’s and Slimes. It made sense, considering that was mostly what we dealt with.

<p class="MsoNormal">I pushed that thought aside, and quickly got after seeing my clothes folded neatly on top of the dresser in the room. A strand of hair, tied to resemble a ring, was placed on top of the clothes. Something in my head told me not to touch it, so I instead cautiously pulled my clothes out from under it and quickly began to get dressed.

<p class="MsoNormal">No sooner was I done did the door open, I turned to face her, her once calm expression turned to panic.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wait! Please don’t leave!” She had tears in her eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Who are you?” I asked.

<p class="MsoNormal">“My name is Akira, Akira Hatabana. Please, please just stay for the day. I own this Inn, please. I’ll give you a free room, free meals, just please stay!” She suddenly fell to her knees and let out a slight sob. I felt sorry for her, for whatever she was.

<p class="MsoNormal">I used to be a soldier sure, but after a few battles I quickly realized that mamonos weren’t the sex-starved beast my kingdom claimed them to be. If anything, the only thing they seemed to crave was attention and socialization, human things that otherwise contrasted their monstrous appearance.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hey, uh, look I won’t be leaving. It’s not like I have another place to go. But could you please just answer some questions?”

<p class="MsoNormal">She calmed herself, “Yes, of course. What would you like to know?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“How did I get here?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira smiled, “I brought you here. Carried you myself, granted it was still raining so you were soaked. I didn’t undress you though, that was Dr. Albert.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I shudder and felt a pang of disgust. “That really wasn’t necessary.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“You would’ve caught your death otherwise. It was under Dr. Albert’s recommendation, you were shivering after all. You are at an Inn by the way, my Inn. And this is my personal room.” She moved forward and cupped my face, “All the best for my sweet husband.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I stepped back, my face slipping out of her grasp. The whole reason why mamonos were so detested in my kingdom was because of their eagerness for a husband and their lust. My kingdom was a very conservative one, so such lust repulsed men, including me. Yet over time I got used to their displays of affection, still thinking it was better to show that behind closed doors, but no longer considered it the horrible sin my country claimed it to be. Many men were also uncomfortable with the eagerness, but then again they got the same way when their fiancées asked about marriage. Still, I wasn’t about to tie the knot with her, I barely knew her after all.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What type of mamono are you?”

<p class="MsoNormal">She smiled, and flipped back a tuft of hair that seemed to cause her robe to move in response, “I’m a Kejourou. A type mamono that’s very similar to humans, with the exception of my hair of course, which is tremendously long.” Strands suddenly moved and began caressing my face, “And every single strand is under my control. Every. Single Strand. Did I mention I mention how good it feels?”

<p class="MsoNormal">I felt my face blushing, her hair did feel amazing. Almost like silk, and not rough in the slightest. It also smelled amazing. Her smile grew as I felt myself looking down, and notice something about her robe, which seemed to be opening itself ever so slowly, as if teasing me.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Is your robe part of your hair too?” I asked, noting my voice seemed somewhat slurred. I knew why though, my blushing, and my arousal had blood that should being to my brain had been rushing elsewhere.

<p class="MsoNormal">“That’s right, hubby. My hair also serves as clothing,” the hair around her body suddenly moved behind her, exposing herself, while another part of it tied itself to resemble a bun as to avoid of it dragging on the floor, “It can also do so much more, and I I’d be happy to show you.”

<p class="MsoNormal">As much as my body wanted to comply, I had other ideas. I quickly shook my head, relieving myself of the cob webs and that enchanting scent from her hair, “Stop it.” I say, trying to further snap myself out of it.

<p class="MsoNormal">Much to my surprise, she complies immediately. The hair around my face retracts back to her, and she covers herself once more, this time in a much more modest looking robe. From what I saw during my times in battle, most mamonos who get that close to seizing a man don’t stop their advances, they drag their men off mid-copulation to retreat to a more private area. So why did this mamono stop, when she was in the comfort and privacy of her own room?

<p class="MsoNormal">Looking up at her, I noticed why. Her expression was one of sadness and guilt.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m sorry-I-I thought this was how I could win your heart.” She said, “I was taught by mother than single men would never resist such temptations, unless they were part of the church.” She looked down, “I’m a terrible excuse for a mamono.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hey don’t beat yourself up.” I say, “It’s okay, I guess that stuff doesn’t work on me yet.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yet?!” She looks up in surprise.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I don’t really know anything about you, aside from your name and occupation. If you want us to be husband and wife, wouldn’t you want us to be compatible at first?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Right, probably should’ve considered that, I’d have better luck with men that my mom if I did. She went through six husbands before finding a man she actually liked outside of the bedroom.” She chuckled, before clearing her throat, “So, uh, sorry about the whole, trying to rape you thing.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“It’s fine, just please don’t do that again. Trust me, my body might have been saying yes, but I didn’t want anything to do with it.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Right, sorry Mr…” She trailed off, only to laugh as she realized something, “I can’t believe I don’t know your name. Wow, I was about to bed a man and didn’t even know his name.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I chuckled, “Yeah, and it’s usually the guys who do that. I’m Thomas, no need for the Mr. up front.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Right, so Thomas, are you hungry?” As if on cue my stomach growled, and Akira smiled, “Come on down, I’ll fix you up something.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I followed her down to what I assumed was the main hall, it was filled with tables but only one was occupied. Sitting there was a Lamia, who identified herself as Anata, and a young man named Ohayo.

<p class="MsoNormal">“So you’re Thomas? You know Akira couldn’t stop talking about you.” Ohayo says.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yeah, she was hoping you’d be her husband, ‘third times the charm,’ she said.” Anata said, earning a glare from Akira that caused to shrink in her seat.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You two should really be on the move, you are going to be late for school if you stay here any longer.” Akira says, not breaking her glare from Anata.

<p class="MsoNormal">Ohayo quickly gets up from his seat and takes Anata by the hand, whom, despite the rain, couldn’t leave the Inn fast enough and practically dragged Ohayo out.

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira tells me to sit and takes the plates into the nearby kitchen. She comes out a few minutes later with bread, bacon, and glass of water, setting them in front of me with a smile.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Thank you so much,” I say in gratitude. “What about you? Aren’t you hungry?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m fine, I ate with Anata and Ohayo earlier. They come here for breakfast before school.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yeah, so what was the comment about third times the charm?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira sighed, “I’ve been with three men, granted the relationships only lasted between a few days to a few weeks before they wander off. Guess we had nothing in common.” She suddenly perks up, “But hey, maybe you and I will. So, Thomas, tell me about yourself.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I hesitate, but answer, “I’m just a traveler, looking for a job.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Where are you from?”

<p class="MsoNormal">I pause, contemplating to hide my true origins, but after all the kindness she’s shown for me, decide to answer truthfully, “I’m from the Kingdom of Mavarus.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira’s eyes go wide, “Mavarus? As in, the kingdom that’s been at war with mamonos for years now?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yeah.” I say solemnly. “I came here to escape the war, find some peace.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well, you’ll find it here. Zipangu as a whole it a very peaceful region. There’s a saying around here you know: War will only come to Zipangu when the mountain fall.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Pretty fitting. It was quite a trek to get here. My unit-” I stopped myself too late.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Your unit? Were you with the army?” She pales slightly. The army of Mavarus is known for its harshness to mamono, as if starting a war against their very existence wasn’t a clear enough indicator.

<p class="MsoNormal">I sigh, “Yeah, I left them. I got fed up with fighting, seeing as how mamonos aren’t too different from humans.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Despite giving my explanation I was expecting her to kick me out immediately, it was common for towns just outside Mavarus to do so. Whenever I stepped foot in the first couple towns outside of Mavarus my armor was a dead giveaway of my origins, and while mamonos quickly hid themselves their husbands and other men alike would force me out, believing me to be some sort of spy. It got so bad that I eventually had to procure some simple clothes, only obtained after begging the shop keeper for them and paying and absurdly high price for what was otherwise simple and cheaply made clothes, in order to travel in peace.

<p class="MsoNormal">Yet Akira simply put her hand over mine, “It’s okay. You seem pretty remorseful of your time there, and you can’t be that bad, you haven’t attacked me despite knowing I’m a mamono.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my chest, “Thanks, Akira.” She simply blushes and smiles. I look around and notice that aside from us no one else seems to be at the Inn, “By the way, how do you keep this place open? This town seems hard to get to, so it probably doesn’t have its fair share of travelers does it?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well, aside from merchants, you’re right, we don’t get many of those customers.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Those customers?” I ask

<p class="MsoNormal">The front door suddenly swung open, and in walked a man with a Raiju draped under each arm, “Yo Aki! How are you this morning? Five hours please-no, you know what?” He looks at both Raiju under each arm, “I’m gonna push for six today. That cool?” The Raijus giggle and cling to his arms

<p class="MsoNormal">“Of course.” Akira says, taking the large amount of gold from the man, “But this time, I need to advise you to not spill wine on the sheets otherwise you’re paying for the cleaning.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Right, right sorry. Well girls, think you can last six hours?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“We can no problem, but can you?” One of them ask.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Of course I can.” he says as he takes the girls upstairs while they continue to talk.

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira turns back to me and blushes, putting a hand behind her head, “Let’s just say I usually get a lot of customers real eager to try out the beds. That won’t be a problem for you will it?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“N-no, just, really surprised. I-uh, never been to a-whorehouse.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira gives me a look, “This is still an Inn you know.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Right sorry.” I quickly say.

<p class="MsoNormal">She smiles, “It’s okay, many travelers get shocked by it too. It doesn’t help you’re from the ultra-conservative Mavarus Kingdom. So, you said you were looking for a job?”

<p class="MsoNormal">As we sit back down, she tells me I can work as her assistant, normally it’s just her doing all the cleaning, and she said she could use a second hand. Despite her saying I can have a room and meals at a discount, I say it’s only fair I pay the normal rate. As we begin to spend time together, it was hard not to given the mostly emptiness of the Inn aside from customers with lustful looking mamonos in tow, we talked about each other and found we shared similar interest, much to her delight.

<p class="MsoNormal">Over the course of a year, we became closer and closer, to the point where after a few weeks together we shared her bed and she coyly told me one night, “You know, this room is soundproof.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Things became great, almost every day I would awake to Akira’s smile and almost every night would end in ecstatic pleasure and one of us collapsing into the arms of the other. In between we would work, talk, or simply relax. Sure we would fight some days, leading to cold nights, but we’d always make up and our relationship would grow because of that. Despite my introverted tendencies I became friends with many of the people in town, thankfully none really pressing as the where I came from.

<p class="MsoNormal">Then war showed up at our door. People and mamono alike came rushing from the towns I had passed below, taking shelter at the Inn. They spoke of soldiers marching in and burning the towns and the mamonos of those towns shortly showing up dead. Towns the Zipangu region didn’t combine to form kingdoms, as such their militias were lax and unprepared, but the local mamonos like the powerful Inari’s and stealthy Kunoichi should’ve been enough to take on the army. When they described the flag, I knew it was Mavarus, but the fact that the local mamonos were not only not impeding their progress but also showing up dead was scaring me.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What do you think it is?” Akira asks me in the safety of our room. Nobody else around here knew I was formerly part of Mavarus, and I intended to keep it that way.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I don’t know.” I said, racking my brain to figure it out, “Mavarus soldiers don’t use magic, and while skilled against mamonos, they shouldn’t be prepared for Inaris and Kunoichis. They do use alchemy though, some of the best alchemist in the land are from Mavarus.”

<p class="MsoNormal">A sudden knock on the door caused up to jump, Akira opened the door and a Nekomata poked her head in, “Mrs. Akira, we need your help.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira and I wordlessly followed her to the main hall, the screams of pain becoming more and more apparent. As we rushed to the main hall we were greeted by a group of people holding down Anata, who was writhing in pain on the floor. Ohayo was crying.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Please, help Anata!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira pushed through the crowd and tried to talk to Anata, “Anata, it’s me Akira. What hurts?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Anata doesn’t answer, and continues to writhe in pain. The local alchemist, an Oomukade named Hibana creeps up and hands Akira a bottle, “This should help with the pain.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira takes it, and manages to hold Anata’s mouth open and downing its contents. Anata slowly stopped writhing, and while she whimpered, it was clear she was far more lucid. “A-Akira?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“That’s right, it’s me. We’re here to help you, now, what hurts?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“M-my stomach.” Anata says.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Anything else?” Anata goes silent, looking away, “Come on Anata, please tell us so we can help.” Akira presses.

<p class="MsoNormal">“M-my privates hurt too.” Anata says, barely above a whisper.

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira gets Anata up with the help of the Oomukade, and they go up stairs to a nearby room, leaving all the men, included me. After a few minutes, she come back down and looks at Ohayo dead in the eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Are you clean Ohayo?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Ohayo blushes, “Y-yes! Dear God do you think I’d do that to her?!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“No, but just wanted to be sure. Did you do anything prior to that?”

<p class="MsoNormal">A man whom I assumed is Ohayo’s dad glares at him, “N-no, we just went out into the woods for some privacy. Along the way though, a man gave me a bottle of liquid, saying it’d help with-you know.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“And you just took it without question?!” Ohayo’s dad yelled.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I-I didn’t want to disappoint Anata! Just because mom left you because you can’t satisfy women doesn’t mean I shouldn’t be allowed to satisfy Anata!”

<p class="MsoNormal">As his dad throttled him and a few mamono tried to separate them a small bottle fell out Ohayo’s pocket, shattering on impact and causing all of us to stop. I crouched down and recognized the symbol on the bottle as Mavarus’s.

<p class="MsoNormal">Suddenly things began to click into place, though I hoped they were wrong, “Ohayo, when did Anata begin to feel sick?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“A few minutes after we-we were done.”

<p class="MsoNormal">My face paled, “My God, those bastards actually did it.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Thomas?” Akira said.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Like I said, Mavarus also has skilled alchemist. During my time there, my unit talked about a rumored potion in the works, one that would poison a man’s semen and make it lethal to mamonos.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I felt a large man put his hand on my shoulders, “Your unit? You’re with this kingdom? Are you a spy?!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“No.” I say, but I felt the crowd turn on me.

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira got between me and the crowd, “You guys have known Thomas for the past year now. If he was a spy, surely we would’ve been invaded earlier and with more ease. The Mavarus army is having trouble advancing right? Maybe we can stop them!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“How?” One of them asked.

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira turned to Hibana, “Hibana, brew me the strongest aphrodisiac you can, and make a lot of it.” She turned to me,” Thomas, do you think you can get into their ranks?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Maybe, why?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“If we can swap their poison with the aphrodisiac, they’ll be in for a nasty surprise. And they’ll be helpless against our mamonos.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“That’s a pretty good idea.” I say, and everyone agreed. Hibana quickly skittered to her lab, and by night fall, she returned with a few small vials, much to Akira’s confusion.

<p class="MsoNormal">“These vials maybe small, but a single drop is incredibly potent. I don’t know how many bottles of their poison they have, but these vials should be enough.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Okay.” I say as I take them, noting they had to color of Mavarus’s poison, and began to head out.

<p class="MsoNormal">   Before I could go out however, Akira took me by the hand and pulled me close for a deep kiss. “Good luck. And if things get hairy, get out. We’ll find out another way, okay?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Okay.” I say as I turned and left the town.

<p class="MsoNormal">“And one more thing,” She slipped on a lock of her hair, in the shape of her ring, on my finger.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Does this mean…”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yes, when this over we can make it official. That’s why I want you to run the instant things turn bad. If something happened to you, I could never forgive myself. I love you Thomas, and want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“As do I.” I say, “Let’s make it so we can spend our live together in peace.” We embrace in another kiss, before I turn to leave, this time with no resistance, but one last look shows me Akira has tears in her eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">I didn’t have to go far down the mountain to begin hearing the army, from simple small talks to songs of victory over their “repulsive enemies from Hell.” As I got closer, I heard the subtle sound of a sword being removed from its sheath, before I could react I felt one pressed against my throat.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Bad night for a hike, monster fucker.” The voice says in a harsh whisper.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wait, it’s me, Thomas! I’m part of the army!”

<p class="MsoNormal">The man behind me pauses “Thomas? It is you! It’s been over a year, what happened?”

<p class="MsoNormal">I recognized the voice as Michael’s, out of all the men in my unit, Michael and I were the closest, trusting each other with anything. He attributed my aloofness in combat to fatigue. Michael released the sword from my throat, but did not sheath it, instead he stood in front of me and waited for me to explain myself.

<p class="MsoNormal">I took a deep breath, under the guise of collecting myself but truly forming a plan. Lying to him would be hard, so I decided to start with a hard truth that was easier to utter, “Michael, I’m sorry, but I deserted. I had just grown sick of the fighting. I feel horrible about it.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I knew the fighting was hard on you, you never were much for combat, even if it was for the glory of slaying such an abominable kind.” He spat at the ground, “But why retreat to the mountains?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“To seek solace, to clear my mind, but I was captured by a beast. It called itself a Kejourou, and kept me as its sex slave for the past year. I was about to abandon hope until I heard the army was coming.” I got on my knees, “Please Michael, I was foolish and lax, please, I want to kill these beast for the good of mankind again.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Michael put a hand on my shoulder, “I’m sorry, that’s not my decision to make, Captain Wilhelm will make that decision. How did you hear of our approaching?”

<p class="MsoNormal">I reached into my satchel and pulled out the small vials of Hibana’s aphrodiasic, “From these. I can’t believe you guys managed to make the poison. The town I was held at was taken off guard by it, the young man whom one of your men gave it too had his filthy Lamia wife poisoned. This was all that was left, it was being analyzed but I managed to steal it.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Michael tilted his head, “Those beast have an alchemist? You think they wouldn’t be so bright, with their obsessions with sex. Come, the captain will want to see you.” He helped me up and bound my hands behind me, I did not struggle. Michael took me to his camp, made from the deserted town just outside the one I now lived at.

<p class="MsoNormal">Most soldiers simply assumed I was a prisoner, but the few that recognized me stared in shock. We stepped in a large home where Captain Wilhelm was looking over some papers, he looked up and Michael and I.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Another prisoner?” He asked.

<p class="MsoNormal">“No, you remember Thomas?” Michael asked.

<p class="MsoNormal">“The deserter?” Wilhelm stared at me.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yes captain, but,” Michael reached into my pocket and pulled out the vials “I believe his intention are pure. These vials contain the poison we’ve constructed, rescued by him from an alchemist lab in a nearby town.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“So says him.” Wilhelm says, not breaking his gaze on me. “If that’s true, surely he wouldn’t have any trouble testing it?”

<p class="MsoNormal">A soldier suddenly came in, “Forgive my intrusion captain, but we’ve captured a mamono that was prowling outside the camp grounds!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Wilhelm stood up from his seat “Speak of the devil, Michael, take our deserter to the cells with this mamono. If his intentions are pure and he is telling the truth, this mamono will be his chance to prove it.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Taking me to the cells, made from the cold basement of another building, I had to hide my shock as I saw the mamono being held, it was Akira. She was naked chained to a wall, and likewise hid her shock.

<p class="MsoNormal">Michael pulled out a vial from my pocket, “You know what to do right?” He whispered

<p class="MsoNormal">“It’s just a small drop of the stuff right?” I asked wearily.

<p class="MsoNormal">“No, a vial of this size should be enough for the effects.” He noticed how pale I became, “I know bedding a monster is horrible, but please, do this for our country, for our righteous cause.”

<p class="MsoNormal">If only Michael knew. I had no choice but to drink the entire vial of Hibana’s aphrodisiac, one of drop of the stuff was said to be enough to keep a man going all night. I was legitimately scared of what would happen, not that my body cared. Michael undid my bindings, telling again to think about the cause, and saying to knock on the door when I was done, and closed the door behind me.

<p class="MsoNormal">I wasted no time getting down the stairs, and started kissing Akira intensely. My mind was becoming foggy from the aphrodisiac.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Akira, when I’m done I need to act like you’re in pain, like Anata was.” I say as my body grinds up against her. My hands moved on their own, pulling off my pants and exposing my erect member.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Got it.” She says, and cusps my face, “Now let’s see how potent Hibana’s drug is.”

<p class="MsoNormal">I doubt I could put into words how potent Hibana’s drug was, no doubt it would turn even a hardass like Wilhelm into a horny mess. Even though I already finished I was still going, my body far from satisfied.

<p class="MsoNormal">“T-Thomas stop, you came. If you keep going they might get suspicious.” Akira underneath moans of ecstasy. While her word reached my ears, my mind was mostly in a lustful haze, and I refused to stop.

<p class="MsoNormal">It was only when she slapped me did I come to my senses, not only because of the sudden pain, but because I was confused over how that was possible.

<p class="MsoNormal">“How did you do that?” I asked in a moment in clarity as I pulled out, much to my body’s protest.

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira rubbed her wrists, “I used my hair to pick the lock, when I start screaming, lead them to me.” She then put her wrist back into the chains and used her hair to close them. Then she started screaming and writhing like Anata did.

<p class="MsoNormal">I heard the door upstairs open and a two guards came stepping down just I had begun pulling up my pants.

<p class="MsoNormal">“So, you weren’t lying.” He turned to another guard, “Tell the Captain the vials are the real deal,” The guard quickly ran upstairs. As he closed the door behind him, the other one pulled out a sword. “Time to send this wretch back to-”

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira released her wrist from her chains and used her hair to toss the guard against the wall, knocking him out instantly.

<p class="MsoNormal">“That looked a little brutal.” I say as she carried him up the stairs. She checked outside before going out and after a few minutes came back in.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I just don’t want anyone interrupting us.” She said as she embraced me, “Now, let’s work out that aphrodisiac, my love.”

<p class="MsoNormal">As we had our night of passion, this room obviously wasn’t sound proof, and a few minutes into our love making we had heard the familiar sounds of other mamonos in the throes of ecstasy. No doubt the plan had worked and now the proud Mavarus force was reduced to a mass of intertwined flesh under the spell of lust.

<p class="MsoNormal">Our love making had lasted well into the next morning, and we were rescued by Hibana. Though rather embarrassing to be caught mid act, I was grateful she handed me an antidote after Akira told her while riding me he was forced to down the whole vial.

<p class="MsoNormal">We had to be carried back as our bodies caught up without sessions of passion, yet despite that we were considered heroes to everyone in the town and our story was told to the outer reaches of the Zipangu. Accordingly, Akira had followed me out, worried for my safety and was captured, but that proved to be beneficial as we managed to fool the Mavarus force of Hibana’s drug. Humiliated and ashamed, they retreated, and as the tale of their defeat spread, despite being only a small force that lost, Mavarus became the laughing stock of the land. It’s kingdom lost legitimacy, its allies, and soon withered away into spate territories owned by neighboring kingdoms. One’s that were, gratefully, more mamono friendly.

<p class="MsoNormal">Akira and have since made our marriage official, and we are living a wonderful life as proud owners of her Inn, sharing the status of heroes of the Zippangu region with the other brave souls that took part in our plan.