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Thinking this through, I don’t want to be with a march hare for which is in heat all the time. As for the hellhound, she may be dependable, but I doubt she’ll listen since most of the hellhounds are very bossy.

I lift my head up to my sister with a smile. I chuckle for a bit before I give my decision. The chuckle becomes laughter that can’t be contained.

“Throw me in with a oomukade, ya bitch!” I declared. “Ya maybe my blood, but you’re not my sister.”

She made an angry face towards me, despite the fact I don’t fear her. Adding insult to injury, I was laughing way too loud. To shut me up, she slams a fist on the armrest. This doesn’t deter me, I digress.

“Throw this crazy bastard in!” She yells. “I don’t want to see this bastard face again.”

After the order, I am dragged away from my sister. As the guards are escorting me to my destination, I have no idea that my punishment would be so far away. There is a cage carriage that is ready for me. Guards are also there, but those over at the cage are on horses.

Nevertheless, I went into the cage willingly. The road trip was bumpy. The dirt road they taken wasn’t carved properly. Particles of dust and stone are thrown as the wheels turn. The clink and clangs of the axles start become louder by the second. Knowing the trip would be long, I decide to sleep for the rest of the way.

After a while, the wagon stops. At that point, I got up to look through the bars. Night has risen and the moon is blood red. A male guard comes by the cage’s door and unlocks it. The guard then flings the doors open.

“You’re stop is here,” he announces. “Get out of the hell hole.”

As I get out of the cage, the wind is a bit chilly. The guards pull my chains despite for the fact I can go without them pulling them. Nevertheless, they drag me despite I was, and still am, willing to go.

At my destination, there is no pit, but a door at its place. The guards unshackle me. I massage my wrists after they are released. Then I feel something pushing me towards the door. I turn around to see that same female guard that escorted me out of the castle.

“You better keep going, scum,” she orders.

I give a little chuckle. “I rather not take orders from a woman like you. I know where I’m supposed to go.”

Without hesitation, I walk towards the door. At arm length, I grab hold of the knob and turn it. I push the door in slowly as I walk in where I’m supposed to go. When I enter, I see nothing but a big bed. After I fully open the door, I enter the room.

Looking around, the room is very big. There is only one chandelier in the center of the room. The chandelier gives off a turquoise blue light. The bed of this room is really big, like it could fit an entire human-size family. The bed itself is surrounded by a mosquito net.

I hear some clicks and clacks, but they are very faint. I look around to see where the oomukade is. The sounds start to echo throughout the room. I look around frantically, not knowing where she may approach me from. The sounds become louder. I assume she’s approaching.  As the clicks and clacks become closer, they suddenly stopped. I turn for a bit to see the oomukade.

The oomukade wears a jade green kimono with crimson red collar. Her obi is a royal purple color with a yellow string around it. The hair of the oomukade is silver in color and placed in a ponytail. However, her bangs cover the right side of her face.

“H-hello,” the oomukade stutters. “I heard that you’re coming.”

“I was sent here as punishment,” I explain. “Though, I’m glad that I’m here.”

The oomukade gives a confused expression.

'“What do you mean by that you’re here? Are you happy with me?'

I sigh a bit.

“You see, I got sick of the princess.”

“What about her?” the oomukade asks.

“She was my sister,” I explain. “I was sent here just for a petty crime. Though, I don’t want to discuss it.”

“That’s a shame,” she replies.

“I need no sympathy,” I object. “I will cut ties with her from now on. I want to start anew.”

“Why would you-”

“I want to leave my royal life behind,” I interject. “I want to start a new one with you.”

The oomukade starts to become timid. Her face starts to go red. She place her hands on her eyes. I can see that she’s fidgeting. Perhaps my words got her in the way I was thinking.

I went to the bed and take off my clothes along the way. I lift up the mosquito net and rest on the bed. I becken the oomukade to come. As she did, she is still fidgeting. To get her to come quickly, I decide to use a very bad, but useful pick up line for situations like this. I sigh a bit before I said it.

I’m gonna make love to you, woman,” I sing to her.

Her antenna start to shoot up. The hands remove themselves to show a very flustered face.  She seems to be bashful. The oomukade’s hands start to fidget with each other. Despite all that, she approaches to the bed. I’m quite certain that she’s ready.

The oomukade lifts the mosquito net and approaches me. Our faces got close as she comes close. Without a doubt, our lips connect with one another. Her tongue feels limp. My tongue is the one that’s doing much of the job. We both roll and I am the one on the top.

I dig my tongue further in the oomukade’s mouth. While kissing, my left hand crawls to her obi. My hand undoes the obi, although with some difficulty. Then the hand removes the obi on her waist and throws it aside. Both of my hands are occupied on opening her kimono while the oomukade’s hands cup my cheeks.

I remove my lips to see her exposed figure. Looking at it, the oomukade’s body looks so slim yet soft to touch. Her face expression is meek and timid. The bangs fall to the side. The eyes she have got me captivated.

I cup my right hand to her left cheek.

“You are quite pretty, beautiful,” I compliment.

The oomukade’s face becomes so red that she’s sweating a lot. With a little chuckle, I pat her head for reassurance. Then I give her another kiss before we done the deed. We done the deed very slowly throughout the night.

When I wake up after the deed, I throw the mosquito net out of my way. I collect my clothes and got myself ready. As I open the door, the sun has started to rise. I feel anew after what I did that night. I don’t feel like a criminal, but a free man.

I feel two bare breasts on my back. More pressure is applied towards my back. The pressure starts to make me feel a bit hot. My legs start to shiver a bit. Hair that was not mine flies to my right shoulder.

“Could you stop?” I chuckle. “It’s morning. Now’s not the time to have sex.”

The oomukade’s arms encircle my head.

“I rather not,” she answers. “I still want more after what you said to me.”

“C’mon,” I protest, “we can do that later.”

We left the after the oomukade gets herself ready. Though, I have to help on her obi. When we both got out of that room. I turn towards her to ask a question.

“I didn’t ask this question, though,” I comment. “What is your name? I didn’t get it when we met last night.”

The oomukade looks down and brushes some hair off of her sight. Then she mumbles for a bit.

“I didn’t hear what you said,” I return her answer. “What was it, again?”

“Aotsuchi,” she answers. “That’s the name given to me from birth.”

“We should get moving, Aotsuchi,” I remark. “The guards may come soon.”

She nods. “Perhaps we should get moving.”

“Should we head to Zipangu?” I suggest. “I would like to meet your parents.”

“That would be the best decision,” Aotsuchi answers. “I haven’t seen my parents for years, but I do know from letters that they’re still alive.”

Knowing her answer,  I smiled at her with a new light at the end. My previous life is done. Now I can live with no regrets for the future. Perhaps life with Aotsuchi will be great for the rest of my days.

“That’s good to hear,” I reply. “Let’s go, Aotsuchi.”

We both left that room without looking back. It no longer serves a purpose towards us anymore. Aotsuchi and I are now together. Nothing more or less can replace her. Aotsuchi is the match more me, anyways.

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