Capítulo 99: Stride
After nearly an hour and multiple positional changes, Tatsuki remarked, "Just how irresponsible can you be?" while wiping her crotch with a wad of tissues. "I can't believe you came inside me five times. Also, you owe me a pair of spats..."
Shrugging his shoulders, Ohta replied, "I can afford it. As for me cumming inside you, don't worry about it. Orihime is a bit addicted to creampies, so I had my Gigai made sterile. We'd need to be in spirit form and undergo a process known as Soul Resonance for me to have any chance of knocking you up."
"Seriously?" asked Tatsuki.
"We've known each other most of our lives," replied Ohta. "I'm not going to pretend I'm honest, but I'm more likely not to say anything than lie to someone who can easily ascertain the truth..."
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Not sure how to respond to Ohta's words, Tatsuki took a moment to fix her clothes before asking, "So, what does this make us...?" with slightly furrowed brows.
"I'd like to say 'fuck buddies,' but things are both simpler and a lot more complicated than that," replied Ohta. "If you're serious about becoming a Shinigami, I'll make the arrangements. Just don't be in too much of a rush to get involved with the Soul Society. Once you do, just visiting the human world becomes difficult, so you should take your time and spend the next couple of years enjoying what 'life' has to offer..."
"That doesn't really answer my question..." remarked Tatsuki, adopting a hurt expression as she asked, "Why can't you be direct about things like this? You don't seem to have any trouble speaking your mind about other things..."
"Because I only ever wanted one woman to anchor me to this world and life in general," replied Ohta. "Things have become way more complicated now, but we wouldn't be having this conversation if that wasn't the case. So, instead of questioning our relationship, you should focus on becoming the person you want to be. I'll support whatever path you choose..."
"So long as I never betray you..." appended Tatsuki.
"In this case, it would be betraying 'us,'" corrected Ohta. "Orihime has already made her choice, and this entire fiasco is the fault of Rukia. Now that I've become involved with the Shihouin, Kuchiki, and Shiba Clans, my path is set. If you get cold feet after realizing the shitstorm you've gotten yourself into, I won't force you. Only you can decide your path forward..."
"Stop trying to scare me," said Tatsuki, asserting, "I've already made my decision. I can't entrust Orihime to someone as indecisive as you, so I'm going to watch over and protect her..."
"Then it doesn't matter what 'we' are," contended Ohta. "But if you want to put it into words, you could say we're friends with benefits..."
"You're an asshole," declared Tatsuki, slugging Ohta in the shoulder but holding back her strength as she had sprained her wrist several times in the past. As she turned around to leave, however, Ohta caught her wrist, pulling her into his embrace and holding her close as he said, "You know I care about you..." in a faint tone.
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With Tatsuki remaining silent, Ohta kissed her forehead, adding, "Even if you change your mind later, I'll ensure you can live a comfortable life. For now, just focus on the present and being a good friend to Orihime. I can't be here for either of you as much as you deserve, so it would make things easier for me if you could be there for each other..."
Furrowing her brows into a severe pout, Tatsuki replied, "I don't need you to remind me..."
"Yet you need me to remind you about other obvious things..." rebutted Ohta, surprising Tatsuki by hefting her up by her well-developed ass and silencing her response with a deep kiss. In truth, he would have been fine if things remained awkward between them and they never patched things up. Now that she had provoked him to action, however, he wouldn't let her 'escape' a second time...
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As Tatsuki had waited until everyone else had left before coming to search for Ohta, the only people waiting for them when they emerged from the study were Rukia, Orihime, Momo, and Lisa, the latter perusing a swimsuit catalog while the others played Jenga around the coffee table.
Seeing Ohta and Tatsuki materialize, Orihime beamed, jumping to her feet and rushing over to the latter, grabbing her hands as she exclaimed, "I'm so happy for you, Tatsuki-chan~!"
"You're exaggerating..." replied Tatsuki, feeling incredibly awkward as she averted Orihime's starry-eyed gaze.
"H-Hey...!?"
Before Tatsuki could protest, Orihime dragged her off for some girl talk, leaving Ohta alone with the trio of Shinigami. Momo's face was bright red, but Rukia and Lisa were calm, the former wearing a smile while the latter didn't bother to look up from her magazine.
"I take it things went well...?" asked Rukia.
Waiting until he was sitting next to her, Ohta answered, "I was surprised when she showed up, but things went pretty smoothly after she laid into me for a bit..."
"Well, you kind of deserved it..." mused Rukia, leaning her head against Ohta's shoulder as she added, "We need to return before it gets too late. I'll come by again this weekend..."
"If I'm not here, I'll be around..." replied Ohta, casually flicking one of the Jenga pieces out of position.
"Stay out of trouble until I return," said Rukia, pulling Ohta's collar to kiss his cheek. Afterward, she rose to her feet, focusing her gaze on Momo as she asked, "Are you ready to depart?"
"O-Of course, Captain Kuchiki...!" replied Momo, scrambling to her feet while Lisa remained seated on the couch. She had applied for a few days of leave, so she acted like no one else was present until Rukia and Momo departed through the Senkaimon.
Setting aside her magazine, Lisa cast a characteristically apathetic look at Ohta, calmly inquiring, "Did that little girl drain you dry...?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Ohta replied, "The only person that can pull that off is Yoruichi..."
Near the end of his statement, Ohta pulled out a billfold, tossing it to the bespectacled Shinigami as he stated, "I set the card limit to ¥12,000,000. If you need more, shoot me a text..."
"Yeah, yeah, I know..." responded Lisa, slipping the billfold between her breasts and departing the penthouse without further discussion. She was making a small fortune in the Seireitei by re-selling Josei manga and other goods from the Human World, and Ohta was her partner in crime. Not only was he bankrolling the operation, but he used the sub-dimensional space of his Royal Mantle to help her transport the goods in secret. She offered him sexual favors in return, but Ohta had only allowed her to suck his dick since she was a little too perverted, even for him...
While waiting for Orihime and Tatsuki to finish their conversation, Ohta flipped on his 183cm plasma screen TV and began playing Tekken 4 on his Gamestation 2 console. The gameplay and name were the same as a series from his previous world, but the story and characters were slightly different. The graphics were extremely dated from Ohta's perspective, but he enjoyed himself since he never got into gaming after being drafted into the war.
Emerging from Ohta's bedroom a few minutes later, Tatsuki, now wearing a change of clothes provided by Orihime, perked up when she saw what he was playing, asking, "Isn't this newest Tekken? I didn't even know you were into video games."
Shrugging his shoulders, Ohta replied, "It's a decent way to pass the time. Want to go a few rounds...?"
Only hearing the last half of Ohta's words, Orihime, having just emerged from his bedroom, excitedly replied, "Oh! Are you still in the mood? If so, we can change into something sexier~!"
Without waiting for Ohta's response, Orihime dragged a flustered Tatsuki back into their room, ignoring the latter's protests. When they reemerged a few minutes later, Tatsuki was red up to her ears as Orihime had forced her to change into a mature set of black lingerie, complete with stockings and a garter belt...
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Though he proposed having them call in sick, Orihime and Tatsuki wanted to be present on Ichigo's first day back to school. As a result, Ohta found himself 'alone' after seeing them off at the front of the hotel.
Pulling out his cell phone, Ohta sent texts to Rukia, Yoruichi, and Rangiku before turning around to enter the hotel. Then, as it was somewhat nippy outside, he decided to hit up the gym and relax in the steam room before showering and returning to his penthouse. The first part went off without a hitch, but when he entered the steam room, he found it occupied by an inordinately short 'woman' with blonde hair fastened into spiky pigtails...
"Choose your words very carefully..." warned the snaggletoothed, lightly freckled blonde, staring at Ohta with her characteristically haggard brown eyes.
"Good morning to you too..." replied Ohta, deciding not to let the chibi ruin his mood as he sat in the middle of the bench to her left, leaning his head back with his arms spread wide. He also spread his legs, but since he was wearing a towel around his waist, she would need to get on her hands and knees or crane her head to glimpse his not-so-little brother.
Staring at Ohta for several seconds, the pig-tailed girl, Sarugaki Hiyori, remarked, "You're beyond shameless...you saw this room was occupied by a girl, and you still decided to come inside?"
Though he was tempted to point out that she looked like she had been in the steam room for hours, presumably waiting for him, Ohta asked, "What do you want...?" without raising his head or opening his eyes.
Furrowing her brows further than usual, Hiyori crossed her arms, refusing to respond for the better part of ten minutes. Then, instead of answering Ohta's question, she pointedly remarked, "I'm not 'that' much smaller than Rukia, you know..."
"Okay...?" replied Ohta, opening his right eye to stare at the pouty blonde with a raised brow. He knew she felt 'indebted' to him for saving her, but if she wanted to repay him, he wasn't sure he would accept. His relationship with Rukia had altered his perception of short stacks, but 133cm felt a lot shorter than 144cm...
"Just forget it..." said Hiyori, storming out of the steam room with crimson cheeks. She had anticipated more of a reaction from Ohta. Whether that reaction was positive or negative didn't really matter. However, seeing his 'disinterest' pissed her off...
Though he followed Hiyori's departure with his eyes, Ohta immediately returned to relaxing once she was gone. He would fuck just about anyone with his current mentality, but in 4'4'' Hiyori's case, he wasn't exactly sad to see her go. He might have given chase if it was someone like Mashiro, but she was 'definitely' fucking Kensei...
Thinking about the recently appointed Captain, whose Zanpakuto was a combat knife, Ohta briefly considered asking Kensei to help him with his hand-to-hand combat training. However, as the thought of getting his ass beat by someone who used to be much weaker than him wasn't pleasant, he promptly decided against it. Not because he was excessively prideful but because it would tarnish his reputation rather than help him improve it. Many Shinigami feared and resented him, and at least two Great Noble Clans wanted him dead. Exposing his weakened state would 'drastically' increase the number of people targetting him, either for clout or to accrue favor with those who resented him for 'stealing' Yoruichi. The latter hadn't been exaggerating when she said she was one of the most sought-after women in all of Soul Society, especially among Nobles looking to improve their standing.
"It's tough being popular..." mused Ohta, smiling as he imagined how people would react to Yoruichi walking around with a visibly pregnant belly. It was a shame only positive emotions such as love and devotion counted towards faith, or he might have been able to regain his power and attain godhood in a single go. Instead, he had to do things the hard way by getting people to like, respect, or revere him...
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(A/N: Poor Hiyori. 133cm tall and flatter than a board at 280+ years old xD...)
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