Kapitel 33: Chapter 33: Taming A Bakeneko Pt.2
I regained consciousness right as Yuzuki's paw smashed through the final layer of [Black Coffin]. The glowing yellow eye glaring at me through the newly created hole in my barrier nearly made me piss my pants. I had just enough time to snap my fingers as my feet flashed directly on top of her arm still reaching inside the barrier. Her yellow eye widened as my index finger pointed toward her, the shape of my hand resembling a gun.
"Geistermagie-Zerstörungszauber Nummer eins: Manablitz!" The beam of white light pierced her eye before bursting it in a shower of gore. "I tried playing nice Yu-chan but when you try frying my soul I think I have a right to punish you!" She screamed as her arm pulled back to cover her destroyed eye, my fist coated in geist ready to cast a spell I intended to teach Akari on our study date Friday.
"Geistermagie-Zerstörungszauber Nummer sieben: Reinigender Strahl!" A solid beam of light left my fingertip like a sword, Yuzuki's tail was severed and fell to the ground. The black fur turned to ash along with skin and bone as the appendage faded to nothing. Her remaining eye glared balefully at me as she roared in pain. Another [Phantom Beam] grew in her mouth.
"If you release that I won't be able to hold back, I will hurt you!" She paused, the beam dying in her mouth as she lowered her head. I sighed in relief, walked toward her with my hands held up to show her that I didn't want any trouble, and just as my open palm got close to touching her giant kitty nose she did something incredibly idiotic. Her mouth opened and a hidden ball of crackling red energy glowed as it barreled toward me at point-blank range.
A geist enhanced kick landed underneath her jaw with devastating force and speed, a few of her front teeth came loose from the impact. But for her that didn't really matter as the sensation of her own [Phantom Beam] dissolving the inside of her mouth like acid took precedence. The flesh of her muzzle sloughed off as a horrible scream filled the air. All that was left of her face was white bone and her remaining yellow eye, and even that wouldn't last long as the corrosive effect of her ectoplasm would continue to destroy her body until nothing remained.
"Release your transformation if you want to live!" I didn't want to have to cut her out of her own transformation as that would sever her ability to transform into her bakeneko half forever. Thankfully my worries were unnecessary as the giant cat monster burst into a cloud of crimson smoke, but instead of a dazed or unconscious Yuzuki falling from the dense cloud of smoke her clawed fingers tried tearing out my throat.
"Oh come on! Do you really think you can—!" My words were interrupted when an opaque paper door (fusuma) appeared in between us out of thin air.
"[Bakeneko Art: Corpse Control]!" The door opened and a shambling fetid corpse waltzed out of the black void from behind the door. The thing about this corpse though was that it radiated an aura of incredible power, especially the sword at it's hip. It was a samurai covered in rotting wood lacquered armor and rusted metal, thin desiccated flesh clung to the bones of the zombie as a rotting stench of death filled her mind space.
"I'm going to beat the shit out of you when I'm done with this guy, and I swear it won't be pretty!" Okay first we need to probe his defenses, see if we can sus out any weakness or what that sword maybe does. A spear formed from the dark aether pouring from my hand, the cool sensation of solidified shadow feeling comforting to the touch. The sharp purple blade at the tip gleamed under the moonlight as the spear flashed out at the corpse.
If you expected the zombie to be slow like I thought it would be then we were both wrong. He stepped to the side of my thrust, and before I could slice horizontally at him he stepped toward me and past my blade. Skeletal hands grabbed hold of the rusty katana at his waist, the smell of blood growing strong as the seal sheathing it broke. With incredible speed, he drew his sword and his lightning-fast steps had him standing right in front of me.
Snap
"You had to bring out one of your mommy's old lovers didn't you?" I snickered as the corpse turned to where I had double-stepped to, the thing most likely followed geist signatures versus him seeing or hearing me. Once again the zombie got in the same stance he did when he quickly drew on me only this time I knew exactly what he would do. "Do you think she has your daddy somewhere back there in that door of hers? I wouldn't put it past her considering what it cost for her to have a kid with him."
"Shut up."
"Oh come on it's not like you haven't seen the graffiti they leave on her house right? From Rank 1 all the way down to 99 she fell that far because of you, a literal queen amongst her people became a whore who sells her body to human men for money. Hey, who knows maybe with a little cash I can become your new Daddy!" Come on take the bait, lean forward. Let your shadow connect to mine!
"Shut up!"
"Are you going to keep screaming like a little bitch or are you going to come over here and make me shut up?" The swordsman stepped closer, his strike would begin any second now.
"Aaaaargh!" She growled, her fangs glimmering under the pale moonlight as she charged toward me, her shadow now reached all the way to me. I smiled as the samurai drew his blade and appeared right in front of me, my fingers raised as all I did was—
Snap
"[Shadows Betrayal]."
"W-wha—!" The blade severed her head in one clean stroke, the old samurai hadn't lost much in the way of skill even after his death. The sword seemed to relish being bathed in blood as it glowed a deep crimson, runes I definitely didn't understand flashed before the blade returned to its aged rusted look. And then the door returned and he stepped back inside as it closed behind him.
"Being nearly unkillable probably sucks when shit like this happens, doesn't it? I picked up the still very much alive severed head of Yuzuki, and as long as she has ectoplasm to spare and her [Sin Node] is undamaged she is practically immortal.
"..." She couldn't speak as she didn't have any air or vocal cords so I improvised.
"Answer no with one blink and yes with two, do you understand?"
'Blink, Blink'
"Did you attack me because I stared up your skirt the other day?" Her eyes widened and a flash of anger grew in her wine-red orbs but her state as a bloody severed head meant any rage she might have was totally impotent.
'Blink'
"Was something that I did today the cause?"
'Blink, Blink'
"Are you currently in estrus?" Her eyes grew wide and I'm pretty sure if she had any blood to spare in her severed head at all she'd be blushing.
'Blink—Blink'
"Did hearing me stir Char's cum filled ass with her anal beads turn you on?"
'Blink'
"Ah so it's the smell right, my jizz got you so worked up you transformed for the first time right?"
'Blink...blink'
"Pffthahahahahahahaha that's so cute all you needed to do was ask silly and I could've given you my dick anytime!" Her eyes gleamed with unshed tears before they widened in shock as I threw her head in the air before punting it with my foot across the street. The sound of broken glass filled the air as she shattered through one of the storefront's large display windows.
"But before you ever get my dick you're going to atone for trying to kill me." I teleported and picked her up by her blood-drenched hair, how she maintained consciousness even though she had absolutely zero blood pressure was very intriguing but I was too busy to focus on her divergent physiology right now.
'Blink'
"Hahahahaha, that's cute but no, you deserve this." My fist crashed into her face as my other hand held onto her hair, her life as a speedbag had just begun. The rhythmic way her head would return to me every time I punched her was therapeutic, and the way her eyes swelled shut and turned purple was also comforting. Her jaw cracked on a particularly good punch and I finally sighed as my anger settled. Walking out of the shop swinging her head like a handbag I felt refreshed as I looked down at my bloody knuckles. The crimson liquid staining my hand was mostly hers but I had punched her to the point that my knuckles had rubbed raw.
"Okay, let's get you patched up and then we're going to do an abridged version of the training I gave to the other students as you are clearly more of a wild animal than a student. You're clearly incapable of rational thought and therefore as an educator, it is my duty to instill principles in you that your whore of a mother could never teach." As I spoke we arrived at the location of her headless body, a growing pool of dark red blood grew around her as her clothes were drenched in it along with her ghostly pale skin.
"This might pinch a little but I'm going to reattach your head real quick...three, two, —!" I slammed the severed portions of her spine together before channeling geist into healing her neck. Unlike the time I healed Akari using a spell it would be much more efficient to brute force the healing by overloading the geist around the wound stimulating healing. The severity of her injury is something impossible for humans to recover from so any healing spell Aradia could have envisioned probably doesn't have the power to restore someone's head who has been decapitated. So what that means is we'll wing it and hope it works!
"Ugh—ghrrk!" Her first act after her head was reattached was to vomit from the pain, I had to turn her head to make sure she didn't drown in her own vomit.
"There, there let it out." I received a glare for that even though I was being a gentleman and holding her hair away from her face. Hell, I even gave her back a rub as I patted it to help her clear her esophagus better.
"Fuck...you." Her voice was raspy like she was doing an ad for why you shouldn't smoke, and I couldn't help but snicker at how pathetic she sounded. The great bakeneko, wielder of [Phantom Beam], and the bitch who got beheaded by her own summon!
"Sorry it's going to be a while before we get to that, first we've got to teach you manners." As I spoke my hands grabbed hold of her shirt before ripping it off in a single pull, her bare chest was revealed exposing her tiny pink nipples and the mosquito bites she calls boobs.
"H-hey what the hell are you doing!?" Her arms tried weakly to push me away but I just grinned as my fingers hooked around the belt loops of her shorts before I pulled them down before slipping them past her feet.
A pair of soaked pink panties greeted my vision along with a damp patch staining the front of them, the heady smell of her arousal was far more potent than any of the other girls. Something about it felt primal, a wild smell harkening back to a time when sex was rough and the strong dominated the weak. My nose landed right in the middle of her panties as I took in the smell of weakness, a bitch in heat ready to be bred. With a single finger, I ripped them off and gazed at the pretty sight of her bald little slit.
"Very cute, and unlike your whore of a mom I'm the first male to ever see it aren't I?" I rubbed her inner thigh as I grinned up at her, she didn't take kindly to my words about her mother so she turned her head and ignored me. That didn't last for long however when a cold collar made of my shadow wrapped around her neck, a leash made of hazy black mist looped around the collar and when I pulled the tether tight her face was now only centimeters away.
"We're going to work on obedience because if you had actually transformed outside of your mind space I would've been forced to put you down like a rabid dog. If you intend to actually make something of your life other than being a liability for your teammates you will follow my every command. I could tell you to jump off a bridge and you shouldn't even hesitate, that's what will keep you alive long enough to make your airheaded mother proud!" I hit her with my best impression of a drill sergeant and even with magic fucking powers I felt like I wasn't even at 1% of their power when it came to destroying minds.
"H-how do you know my mother—sir?" The sir there at the end was tacked on because I was glaring daggers at her. A wicked smile grew on my face at the question though as I was about to engage in a little bit of tomfoolery.
"Who knows, I met a bakeneko once around 18 years ago in a bar in Tokyo while I was visiting on business. She liked Nigori Sake and wouldn't shut up about her failing love life so after a few shots and a little coaxing I got her to follow me to a love hotel. We fucked like rabbits and no matter how hard I tried to pull out her legs would always lock me in place and well after a night of that I woke up and she was gone." I smirked as I described in exact detail the backstory the Mangaka gave about Yuzuki's father, an unnamed exorcist on business who fucked the [Night Parades] [#1] and got her knocked up.
"Y-you're lying!"
"Am not."
"Prove it, damnit, describe something only you would know if you saw her naked!"
"She has a bean-shaped birthmark right under her left ass cheek that she calls it and I quote her 'tooty fruity'. She also loves it when you pull her tails like reins during—" My words came from an obscure databook entry of the manga and it was hilarious to watch her squirm in embarrassment as what I said was true for this world's version of her mom too.
"Okay, okay geez I get it, you fucked Mom!" She put her head in her hands as she groaned, her cat ears twitching in embarrassment.
"Yep, and with how much she gets around I have just as much a chance of being your father as any man in Tokyo does." I laughed at her misery, my grip on the leash tightening as I forced her to stand. Her first steps since decapitation were wobbly and I had to catch her to prevent her from face-planting but other than that it was all good.
"S-so what's next?" She asked as she pulled at the leash rope with a look of embarrassment crawling over her face.
"We go on a walk, so get down on all fours kitty." I licked my lips and watched as the color drained from the girl's face. Yeah, I'm such a dick but this is what you get for trying to kill me.
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