Chapter 56: 56. Mitsuri Kenshin = Angel and Pervert
"Kotaro-sama, I think it's alright."
Before Kotaro could smash the staff on Maeda's head, Mitsuri came near and stopped him. Maeda, in tears, looked at Mitsuri, smiling innocently at him.
'Angel…'
Now the tears of fear had turned into tears of happiness. Mitsuri Kenshin, she is really an angel! Even though she was the victim, she still came to save him!
The gratitude in his heart overflowed towards her.
But Kotaro couldn't back out. That uniform showcasing her cleavage, he indeed liked it. But he didn't want others to see it!
Tell him he is too insecure or too protective, but he won't budge from it. Moreover, it was not Mitsuri's choice; this man tricked her into wearing that.
For that reason, he won't forgive him.
"But Mitsuri---"
Before Kotaro could complain, Mitsuri pressed her finger against his lips, stopping him from uttering anymore. Her action surprised Kotaro, and then she came near his ear and whispered with a blushed face,
"Didn't Kotaro-sama say that he liked this uniform? That's why I think it's alright."
"You…"
Kotaro saw Mitsuri blushing, glancing at him from time to time with her eyes, as she pressed her index fingers together. Mitsuri is a bit clumsy and full of innocence, but she isn't stupid. She understood that her uniform was a bit revealing.
She had indeed been deceived into believing that it was the standard uniform of the Demon Slayer Corps. It also made her a bit embarrassed to find herself wearing such an outfit, but all that vanished when Kotaro told her he liked it.
If Kotaro-sama likes it, then she doesn't have any problems with it.
Moreover…
'After seeing this outfit, won't Kotaro-sama at night…'
Her mind was operating on a whole other level. If Kotaro could read the thoughts in her mind, he would scream where his innocent Mitsuri went, not knowing that he was the one who turned her into this.
After the coming of her self-realization as a pervert, she was now more proactive in nightly duties. After all, Kotaro-sama likes her perverted self. And she, as his wife, has to do it.
…
"Maeda-san, are you alright?"
In the end, Kotaro stepped back, making the trembling Masao finally calm down. Mitsuri came near him and bowed, asking him out of concern.
"Y-Yes, I am… !!!"
Dang!
His eyes fell on the breasts, specifically the cleavage that could be seen in front of his eyes as Mitsuri was bowing near him.
His nose exploded, and blood started to flow out. But then he got goosebumps, and its source, he knew it. He turned his eyes and saw Kotaro looking at him with his murderous gaze.
Gulp!
Yes, he didn't see anything.
He covered his nose with a handkerchief and then stood up with Mitsuri's help. She just held his arm and pulled him up as if he were a child.
'Huh?'
And then he understood that this smiling angel was not normal either. Masao vowed in his heart to never do anything against Kotaro or even Mitsuri ever again. That strength to lift him as if he were a child… He feared that if he did something wrong, he might not stay alive.
Fears made him shiver again, and Mitsuri, who saw him, just smiled and consoled him.
"Kotaro-sama won't hurt you, Maeda-san. Let me tell you, he is very kind. But he is a bit protective of me."
Mitsuri said it with a bit of pride and a blush, as she praised her husband in front of others. Somehow, she felt quite happy doing it.
Maybe she should try doing it with others.
"Y-Yes. Thank you, Mitsuri-sama."
Masao bowed and greeted her with respect. Kakushi were the support of Demon Slayers, ultimately of Kotaro and Mitsuri, so they often referred to them with respect.
"No, it's nothing worth thanking me for."
'No, it's everything to thank you for, Mitsuri-sama!'
It was Mitsuri whose help made him survive today. Now that all of the hassle was solved, Masao wished to flee as fast as he could before he got caught in some other predicament.
"W-Well then, please excuse m---"
But…
"Maeda-san, can I talk to you for a bit?"
The voice made Masao sweat. Kotaro stepped in front, patted his shoulder, and looked at him.
"You have a bit of time, right?"
"Y-Yes."
Was there any other option he could choose?
"Kotaro-sama! I think it's alrig—"
Before, it was Mitsuri who silenced him; now it was his turn.
"I know, Mitsuri. I am just going to talk with Maeda-san. Didn't I promise you that I wouldn't hurt him? Have I ever broken a promise before?"
"No."
"Then, there is nothing to worry about, right?"
"Yes…"
Kotaro looked at Mitsuri and then whispered in her ear,
"Wear that uniform tonight, Mitsuri."
His words made her blush, but she didn't deny it and just replied to him with a blushed nod. It seems her thoughts were turning real tonight.
"Mm."
Now that all was over, Kotaro then turned around and put his arms over Masao's shoulders, as if he were a long-lost friend of his.
"Now, let's talk."
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A/N:
Well, I don't post on Sundays. But considering that I resumed chapters yesterday, I can't stop today, right?
So, enjoy the chapter!
Chapter 57: 57. Kotaro Kenshin is a Man!
Kotaro Kenshin. He is a reincarnator, a teacher, a husband, a demon slayer, but before all that, he is a man!
And surprisingly, most men are quite simple.
Just a moment before, Masao Maeda was in fear, trembling at his voice, but now…
"Kotaro-sama, you're a genius! From now on, you're my God!"
Now he was worshipping him.
Kotaro's eyebrow twitched at the exaggerated remarks given by Masao before him. But looking at the sparkle in his eyes, he was sure that Masao was dead serious.
As for the credit, it goes to the papers beside Masao, which had some rough scribbles of various clothing designs—women's clothing designs, to be specific.
"Alright."
Whether this man worshipped him or not, it didn't matter for the moment. What mattered the most was…
Kotaro sat down and then patted Masao's shoulders, looking straight into his eyes with a serious face.
"You can do it, right?"
Masao pushed his round glasses, making them shine, and then looked back at him with serious eyes.
"Of course."
Seeing his seriousness, Kotaro nodded, believing he had found the right man for the job. The designs he had from his memories—it wouldn't take long for them to come into his current time.
"Then I'll leave it up to you, Masao."
A moment before, he was calling him Maeda-san, and now it was already on a first-name basis. Men's friendships are like this… It doesn't take too much time to go from enemies to becoming friends.
Though…
"Yes, Kotaro-sama!"
It seemed more like a subordinate rather than a friendship.
…
With the arrival of the uniform and the weapon, the time for slacking off was over. Now, it was truly time for Kotaro and Mitsuri to start hunting demons.
"Huh? Mitsuri-san, where is your uniform?"
Senjuro looked at Mitsuri, who seemed to be wearing a different set of clothes, even though she had been given the uniform the day before.
"O-Oh, that… Senjuro-kun, the uniform was a bit tight so…"
Mitsuri fidgeted a bit, avoiding eye contact as she continued her explanation.
"So… Kotaro-sama returned the uniform to have it fixed."
If Kotaro were here, he would have caught Mitsuri's lie. Look at her, so blatantly lying. But Senjuro, a child with a pure heart, didn't catch on.
"Is that so? But why are you so red? Are you alright?"
Seeing Senjuro's innocent and worried eyes made Mitsuri feel even more guilty. How could she say that her uniform wasn't returned, but rather torn last night?
'Kotaro-sama is really a beast!'
Now, she thought that the nickname Aiko-san gave to Kotaro-sama was truly fitting.
Remembering last night's events made her blush even more, and she hid her face in her hands out of embarrassment, leaving Senjuro even more confused by her strange behavior.
"Is she really alright?"
…
The sun had already disappeared, leaving only faint rays in the sky. Dusk was ending, and night was coming.
"Kotaro, Mitsuri, let's go!"
Kyojuro shouted out, and behind him stood the couple, fully geared with their uniforms and weapons, ready to begin their work as official demon slayers.
As for how Mitsuri was now wearing a demon slayer uniform?
It was due to Kotaro's foresight. He had told Masao beforehand to prepare a spare uniform for Mitsuri, just in case something happened during the night.
And it did.
'Sometimes, I'm afraid of my own intelligence.'
Pinch~
"Ouch! What happened, Mitsuri?"
"Hmph!"
Mitsuri just turned her head and hmph-ed, making Kotaro smile wryly. What could he do? Technically, it was his fault for ripping her uniform, but it was out of his control!
When Mitsuri wore the demon slayer uniform, her figure completely matched the image Kotaro had in his mind. How could he stop himself after seeing that?
He's a man, after all!
"Mitsuri, didn't I bought you a new uniform? Stop pouting, alright?"
"…"
Mitsuri looked at him for several seconds, and just when Kotaro thought she had forgiven him, she turned her head again and…
"Hmph!"
'Sigh… why is she angry?'
Kotaro was confused. He was confident that Mitsuri had enjoyed last night as well. If she wasn't angry about the torn clothes, then what was she angry about?
'Should I forgive Kotaro-sama?'
Seeing Kotaro's dejected face made Mitsuri's heart ache a little, and she thought of forgiving him. But then…
'No!'
She shook her head and maintained her stern expression. While she had enjoyed last night, the fact that she had to lie to Senjuro in the morning made her feel guilty.
And Mitsuri decided to vent that guilt on Kotaro, since he was the one who tore the uniform. Moreover…
'This is a good time for revenge.'
Mitsuri hadn't forgotten how Kotaro-sama used to tease her. Shouldn't she give him some payback? This was the perfect chance for her.
'None of my moves are working on her. Mitsuri… she seems serious this time.'
The fact that all his sweet talk wasn't working made Kotaro realize that this time, Mitsuri was being tougher. Before, he could easily coax her, but now she remained unmoved.
'Looks like I'll have to use my trump card.'
Kotaro decided it was time to use his trump card. He, Kotaro Kenshin, wasn't her husband in vain. He knew the most efficient way to coax Mitsuri.
Without any more delay, he took out a box and opened it in front of Mitsuri.
Sniff~
'That smell…'
Mitsuri turned her head and saw Sakuramochi in the box before her.
"Sakuramochi?!"
"Mitsuri, please forgive me."
Once again, in the game of love, Mitsuri lost and Kotaro won.
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