Chương 26: Chapter 26: Using Image Training To Bully Chizue Pt. 2
(Miura Chizue POV):
"Good morning sleepyhead~" A voice I never wanted to hear whispered gently in my ear, his breath sending a shudder down my spine. I hated this man and when I saw his evil grin I just knew he'd done something bad. "You fell asleep for about thirty minutes so I took the liberty of taking off another two pieces of clothing. Don't worry I made sure to clean up the blood too."
"W-wait really!?" My eyes flew wide open and the first thing I noticed was that my head was laying on the creeps lap.
Rising up into a sitting position the second thing I noticed was that I was now left with only my bra, panties, and tennis shoes. The cold feel of the concrete on my nearly bare ass sent goosebumps running all over my body. Stuffed in the sides of my panties were five one thousand yen notes. My eyes turned back to the offending menace as I glared at him with a look that conveyed just a fraction of how much I hated him. These weren't even real!
"I'm going to kill you." I spoke with such casual confidence that even I was shocked. My hand slashed through the air and I watched as the bastard's eyes widened, his bow staff parrying an invisible blade of wind.
"Hoh, [Masking] and totally unconscious too! You may be closer to [Pseudo Resonance] than I thought!" His excited words didn't phase me as I stepped toward him. Somehow I could feel the edge of my physical attack range, the wind guiding me as he entered my zone.
"Die, and become food for the crows." My fist lashed out as it hissed through the air. Garridan parried the strike with his staff before lashing out with a jab to my gut. I groaned at the impact but a smile grew on my face, I've got you now bastard!
Grabbing hold of the staff lodged in my gut I pulled hard, the man was thrown off balance as he stumbled forward. My leg was raised in the air as I brought it down like a hammer on the back of his head. The man crashed into the ground cratering the earth. Before I could follow it up with a curb stomp to his skull the man sunk into his shadow.
"And another fifteen minutes have passed." His mischievous voice came from behind me and before I could respond my bra was unlatched. The feeling of my nipples exposed to the cool night air made me shudder as they hardened. I kicked backward in a donkey kick trying to nail him in the groin, but the man simply caught my leg.
"L-let go of me you bastard!" Unlike my demand his hands began rubbing my calves, a disgusting grin growing on his face.
"Chizue's so cute, your tits might even be smaller than Charlotte's." The man pushed me back with my leg throwing me off balance. In the palm of his hand was an orb of golden energy, the thing shrinking in on itself as the aura it radiated grew. The golden energy condensed on the tip of his finger, the thing gleaming like a miniature sun. This was a lethal attack!
I flared my geist, a deep sense of weakness overcoming me as I crammed every ounce of the stuff into the humor node near my lungs. Taking a deep breath I released the air along with the geist built up in my node with tremendous force. The dirt of the courtyard whipped up as particles of dust filled the air creating a cloud. The beam left his fingertip right at the moment the dust entered the air, and I felt my flesh burn as my stomach grew red.
"Ugh—!" I fell on my knees as my arms wrapped around my burnt skin, the pain was mind-numbing and worse than any thing I'd ever felt. The feeling of your skin blistering in real-time is not a particularly fun experience.
"How clever, you used the principle of thermal blooming to dampen my light attack. Were you a bookworm before coming here Chizue?" The man spoke as he cleared the cloud of dust, his figure now towering over me casting an oppressive shadow.
"F-fuck you!" A weak punch flew through the air, I just wanted to hit him, to make him feel even just a fraction of the pain I felt. Instead the man let the weak strike hit his cheek before he grabbed hold of my wrist. He pulled me into his arms, his monstrously large erection pressing against my pussy lips. His breath tickled the crook of my neck as his lips grew dangerously close to kissing my skin.
"Is that an offer?" His grin was wicked as his husky breath tickled over the skin of my neck. The man's emerald eyes were filled with lust, his gaze licking at my chest and what was hidden under my panties. I felt a pit form in my gut as his hands grabbed hold of my ass through the fabric of my underwear, the feeling of my ass cheeks spreading sent a tremor down my body. I hated him.
"No, I won't let you fuck me!" My knee rose up hoping to nail his big dick. A shadowy portal grew right in front of it just as I made contact, my knee sailing right through it. The man smiled as another portal appeared right in front of my gut, a pale knee eerily like my own slammed into me. Spit flew from my lips as the wind was knocked out of me, the only thing keeping me standing was the tight grip of his hands on my ass.
"That's fine, because in a hour you'll have to follow any order I give you. I'm thinking of using you as a punching bag, the way you writhe in pain is so sexy." To add emphasis to his words his clothed erection rubbed against my panty-clad pussy.
Despite my total revulsion and fear of this man my body betrayed those feelings. A damp heat spread from my core, and each sawing motion his massive dick made across my snatch sent little sparks in my vision. I grit my teeth as my breath grew quicker, my fists clenching as the man dry-humped me.
I channeled geist once more in my lungs, the sensation of cold air filling them helped distract me from my body's growing need. Even as my hips involuntarily bucked against his massive dick I kept my concentration. This attack would kill him, his reaction time would be dulled by his beastly lust. The blade would sever his carotid artery and that thought alone lessened the sting of the humiliating way I got horny from my assailant grinding his dick against me.
"Aaaaahn~!" I imitated a moan from one of the pornos I'd seen, and geist poured from my mouth as an invisible blade of wind sailed toward his throat like a guillotine. His eyes widened and I grinned, I'd won.
The sight of his throat splitting open was such a wonderful thing, blood poured down to his white tank top like a crimson waterfall. Bloody bubbles from the gash in his throat burbled up as his windpipe had been cut. The man tried to speak, and yet all that left his lips was a wet gurgle. He was dead, a vicious grin growing on my face as I watched the light fade in his eyes.
"Damn illusions are super convenient!" My eyes widened as I heard the man speak, the sight of his bleeding corpse was right in front of me so how could he speak!? The answer came as my panties were ripped off of my body and the feeling of his clothed dick rubbing against my pussy woke me up from my dazed state.
"S-since when?" I asked, my throat burning as tears streamed down my cheeks.
"What was that, couldn't hear you over how choked up you are." Even when I thought he couldn't stoop any lower the man mocked me as I cried.
"How long have I been under your illusion!?" I yelled, my throat scratching painfully as my voice cracked. The way he continued to rub his filthy cock against my bare pussy contributed to my impotent temper tantrum. I felt like such a fucking child the way he bullied me, he was no different from them.
"When you woke up, you glaring at me made it too easy to create a fake image of myself in your mind, the thing acted as a second skin concealing my true form. Just before your last attack, I could feel you drawing geist in your lungs so I simply teleported behind you, the illusionary shell remained to fake my death, and voila you were fooled!" His gloating words made the stinging pain of my tears ten times worse, deep racking sobs caused my shoulders to shake.
I had lost from the very beginning, the man playing with me on a level far surpassing what I thought anyone was capable of. My knees gave out, and the only thing breaking my fall was his hands hooking under my armpits. His dick still fit snuggly in between my thigh gap, the sensation by this point had become familiar. The feeling of his firm chest pressed against my back, and the scorching heat his body radiated contrasted with my cold and clammy skin
"I-I'm sorry for trying to kill you, ...can you please help me? I could fight you for days and never figure out [Pseudo Resonance], and at this point, it doesn't matter if you win our bet. You won before the game had even been decided." I felt so humiliated as I spoke, Miura Chizue was supposed to be strong. How could I hope to help my family and yet deny the potential cash cow standing right behind me?
At that moment a memory of before I left Oshino came to mind.
***
(Chizue's Flashback)
It was a day before the silver-haired headmistress came, and I was hanging out with my best friend, Ichikawa Maru. It was the last time we'd be seeing each other as classmates as she had decided to go to a school in Tokyo rather than the one closest to the village. I can't remember how it started but she had me talking about my problems and whether it was the beer I had snuck from Dad's stash or the fact that I hadn't voiced my complaints to a single soul I spilled everything.
As we lay out on the bank of a creek running through the outskirts of the village I told her of my family's financial issues. My dad had been recently laid off from his job, I tapped at the metal can of the cheap beer he bought as proof. Mom was a teacher, her salary could hardly support two people let alone our family of five.
My older brother was a total shut-in, the thought of him getting a job to help out had never entered my parent's minds. Despite being the oldest kid of theirs they still babied him like he was their only child. I may have gone on a bit of a tirade about what a fucking lowlife creep he was, but that was neither here nor there.
My little sister had just entered Jr. high so her getting a job was out of the question. So that only left me, and it wasn't like my prospects in this tiny town were better. For a time I worked as a shrine maiden (Miko) but that and pardon my language Kami didn't pay shit! I'd need the salary of at least four shrine maidens to even begin to help my family. The next thing I tried was being a waitress, but after I slapped an old geezer for trying to get handsy with me and feel up my skirt I had made it all of about two weeks. No one after that would hire the lanky delinquent girl who smacked a customer. As I spoke of my failed tries at getting a job Maru-chan finally chose to speak.
'You already know what I'm going to say, but I think you're really pretty. Do you know how much a girl like you could make going on dates?' I groaned, the empty beer can in my hand crumpling under my grip.
'Maru-chan, can we not start with this?' My words sounded a little harsher than I wanted, and Maru-chan narrowed her black eyes. Her own anger bubbling up to the surface.
'Why, you can't use your 'we have enough' excuse you used to use to turn me down, so why do you refuse to do compensated dating?' Like the bomb defusal scene in a movie, I couldn't help but feel that one wrong move would spell our friendship's end.
'It's...uh, I don't know it's fucking complicated Maru! I don't have fucking big ass tits like yours and boys are intimidated by my height! If there was a guy attracted to me and willing to pay I would do it but until that unicorn comes by then my answer is still going to be no!' I gestured to her large tits, her short frame and large appetite had given her a plush chubby body that boys just seemed to eat up.
'I reaaaaaaally doubt that Chi-chan, I think the problem is that you have way too much pride for a girl who grew up in a little village like ours. One of these days some guy is going to want to stick his dick in your crazy ass, I just hope you have the smarts to milk him for all he's worth.' She sat up from her position lying on the grass, her hands reaching to the sky as she stretched. A yawn left her full pink lips as her massive tits strained against the white fabric of her school uniform shirt.
Maru stood up giving me a view of her creamy plush thighs up her skirt, her black lace panties didn't even hide her puffy pussy lips. She smirked as she looked down on me, she made sure she spread her legs to give me a better view of what was inside her skirt. She was the perfect opposite of me, she was short and I was tall, she was chubby and I was skinny. And when it came to personality we were total opposites as well. She was bold, outgoing, and provocatively sexy. Maru could get any man she wanted and she'd have them wrapped around her finger after one date.
On the other hand, there was me. I was lanky and flat, the only reason I wore a bra in the first place was because the fabric of my blouses kept rubbing against my nipples making them poke through my shirts. In terms of charm, I had zero, in 4th grade I had a boyfriend all of three days before he broke up with me after the dare with his friends ended. That was it in terms of my love life, and any social interaction I had outside of my family was only Maru herself. I wasn't bubbly or happy and I sure as hell couldn't wrap a guy around my finger.
'Where are you going?' I asked as I stood up too.
'I've got a date later so I thought I'd get prepped, it may not look like it but it takes work to look this good.' She made several exaggerated poses like she was in a photo shoot, and I couldn't help but giggle. Maru-chan could read me like a book and whenever I was down she knew just the thing to make me feel better.
'Uh, before you go—I just want to promise t-that if there ever is a guy that's into me I'll milk him dry even if I have to swallow my pride!' I sounded super serious when I said it and the mock salute I gave to her had her snickering. She gave me a thumbs up as she walked up the slight incline to the path leading back to the village.
'You better, and be sure to introduce me to him, we can tag team him and make a killing!' And with that, my best and only friend waved goodbye.
***
"Pffthahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" I laughed, and I couldn't stop it. My belly ached like I'd done crunches and tears streamed down my face, and yet I didn't stop laughing. The only thing that broke my giggling was sensei placing a hand on my shoulder.
"A-are you okay?" That just made me laugh more as the man's concerned face looked nothing like the cruel sadist he just was for beating me black and blue. My voice grew hoarse and my throat stung from all the crying, and I felt like shit. And yet I still couldn't stop laughing.
"Pfft, I-I'm fine—hehehehehe, it's just I remembered something my best friend told me. You'd love her, she's got massive tits and is soft and squishy. We used to sleepover at each other's houses and I used to love crawling into bed with her so I could cuddle with her tummy. Anyway, she told me that one of these days I'd have some dude wanting to stick his dick in my crazy ass, and that she hoped I'd milk him for all he's worth!" I rambled on like an idiot as I turned toward him, a fake smile I'd seen Maru-chan put on dozens of times to butter up her dates played on my lips. I tried shaking my hips like she does but I don't have her juicy thighs so I had to readjust my strategy.
My long legs walked with slow prowling steps, my tiny tits were proudly displayed as I puffed out my chest. If the bastard stared at that blond little she-devil with his hungry eyes that meant he was a total lolicon, she looked younger than any of the girls in class after all. Nobody would tell that to her face though as she was a stone-cold killer worse than the sadistic monster right in front of me.
As I walked I made a conscious effort to suppress my desire to cover my pussy. The way his emerald eyes practically licked me as he stared at my damp lips sent a shiver of fear down my spine. Maru-chan, it'd be really fucking nice to have your expertise right about now!
"Sensei I'm going to make you an offer you can't refuse. For the low low price of keeping my family off of the streets you can have all of what you see here~!" I spun around to show him my ass which in my opinion is the sexiest thing on my body, "Heck I'll make the deal even better and you get not one teenage slut, but two for only a slight additional fee!" Sorry Maru, but if I'm going to take your advice and fall into hell then you're coming with me.
"Wow...uh, just wow. Do you know how crazy you sound right now? One minute we're locked in a heated battle and you're saying you're going to kill me, and now you're over here pimping yourself out for the price of an average Japanese man's salary! Just what the hell is going on in your head?" He looked... disappointed? Like a kid whose fun has been spoiled, my rebound from misery to less misery seemed to piss him off. That made me smile.
"What can I say Sensei I'm a girl with many sides, so what do you say?" Come on bastard take the bait, I know you want me! If I can get him to agree to something like a handjob after we leave my mind space I can collect his cum and smear it on my school uniform. I'll threaten to pull a Monica Lewinsky, and blackmail his sorry ass! The headmistress said she'd pay top dollar for any compromising info I could get on him.
"I think you misunderstand something Chizue, we aren't going to play by your rules. You agreed to my little game and we're going to finish it come hell or high water. You can pimp yourself out to me all you want but if you even think for a second that you're in charge here I'll fucking kill you." I could only grimace as the man walked closer to me, his casual open stance belying his ability to kill me in a thousand different ways.
"Hey, can you blame me? It was worth a shot!" I took up my own stance, geist flowed through my air node before flowing through my circuits. With how low my geist was this would be the last chance I have to win that 150,000 yen. My leg whipped toward him with a blistering speed, and the man only grinned as he watched it approach.
***
(Garridan's POV):
The kick slammed into the side of my jaw and as weak as it was it still stung the skin a little. A wind blade whistled through the air from her open palm, the slightly yellow tinge of her aura being the only hint to it's location. This was something I had to dodge, and normally it would be as simple as fading into my shadow but this girl was clever.
"Impressive, you've extended your geist out to prevent me from teleporting." It was crude but it was the beginning of her own [Elemental Aura Field].
The expansion of the elemental aura outside of your body gives many benefits as it allows the geist-user to control the geist in the atmosphere and convert it into the element of their choice. In this case the entire ambient geist around her had been transformed into wind aura, and it was all converging on me. It was an unavoidable attack.
"[Kamaitachi]!" She screamed as her open palm closed and a thousand sharp blades of wind bit into my flesh. I groaned, blood dripping from each tiny cut the blades left. My left eyelid had been slit and the crimson liquid pouring from it tinged my vision red.
Unlike what I had thought, however, this wasn't a one-off strike, and a fist coated in the yellow aura of her wind landed in my gut with staggering force. The feeling of compressed air entering my blood stream clued me into what this was. The crackling sound of the ambient geist collapsing back in on the bubble her elemental aura created filled the air, and her fist pierced completely through my stomach and out through my back. She had achieved something spectacular as her strike was a true instance of [Elemental Resonance].
"H-heh, very good, you've beaten my expectations Chizue! When you break from your mind space the money will be inside your flak jacket's left breast pocket." I grinned at her as my fading form gave her a thumbs up. The world collapsed around me and I found myself in the forest clearing with all of the students.
Reaching into my pocket I pulled out a rather plain leather wallet, the thing had obviously seen better days and would probably get me laughed out of any establishment that wasn't a hole in the wall. But what was found within it was something so exclusive that only a few on earth could claim to own one. The card was black, eerily black. Light seemed to be absorbed by it and only my name written in golden letters was the thing truly visible on it.
Quade & Co. is a private bank owned and operated by the Quade family, and since the year 1623, its clientele has been exclusively exorcists. Due to the secretive nature of exorcists it is imperative that all financial records pertaining to the mystical side of the world are kept hidden from mundane perception. The card in my hand is tethered to a vault hidden in a [Crossroad] pocket dimension outside of Earth owned solely by the Quade family, and I'm about to give Chizue access to it.
Of course, she will have restrictions on how much she spends but it is still worth way more than what I owe her from our bet. I hope she spends way more than what I agreed to give her so I can then force her to 'pay' me back. In other words this card in my hand is juicy bait and Chizue will bite into it not knowing how screwed she'll end up. I smiled as I thought about the future, our hour and half spent image training had only translated to fifteen minutes in the real world. I looked around at the other girls and knew that I still had a lot to do if I wanted to have fun.
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