Chapter 6 - Oni No Yokujou

The bus ride to my apartment was awfully quiet. It was around six o’clock and it was already halfway dark. Artificial lights lit up the streets and the quiet city began to stir. I wasn’t quite used to seeing Fukuoka in its night life, since I often stayed shut up inside my room the moment I arrived home from school.

 Kirigaya didn’t say a word and looked out of the window the entire time. I had her put the flower ornament back on in case I lost it, and also it just looked pretty on her. She had blushed when I said that. Right now it would be awkward to try and start conversation, so I stayed put and kept my mouth closed. It was slightly hard not to notice the fact that Sachiko was straddled on top of my lap though.

“Is this really necessary?”

She giggled. “No. But I really like this position.”

“What’s with you?! If you do this, then I’ll…” I swallowed.

“You’ll what?” she asked with a wink, obviously knowing what I was implying. I turned my head and closed my eyes tightly, attempting to think of other things besides this perfect 10 on my lap. I felt her panties graze my crotch not so subtly and I slapped a hand over my mouth to prevent a gasp from escaping. She ground herself on my growing erection, and I prayed that Kirigaya wouldn’t take her eyes off that window.

“Please stop…”

“Ehh, why? I don’t want you to lose your virginity to this girl tonight.”

“What makes you even think that I will?!”

“You’re inviting a girl to your place to stay the night and you’re in heat. Do you really think I won’t get jealous?”

“Jealous?! Why would you be jealous? Don't tell me you're crushing on Kirigaya-sama!”

Sachiko she abruptly stopped gyrating her hips. “I oughta kill you right now.”

“Eh?”

Just then, Kirigaya yawned loudly. She glanced at me, her eyes looking slightly tired.

"You need sleep?"

"I'm fine. I'll take a nap along the way. Wake me up when we get there."

"Alright."

“Well, I suppose I won’t be able to actually have sex with you, considering I’m a ghost.”

“But I can feel you.”

“Yes, but I’m stuck with the clothes that I had died with. I can’t take this naughty schoolgirl uniform off. However, if I can’t have your third virginity, I suppose grinding myself on you until you cum will do.”

“Third virginity… wha-?!!” My eyes shot wide open as she positioned her legs carefully to keep my clothed erection snug in between. Sachiko sensually slid her hips up and down, rubbing her thighs deliciously along my length. She was seriously teasing me right now, my member right up against her panties, and the fact that I was so close to actually being inside her but just out of reach stirred a masochistic feeling in me that I never thought I had.

“K-Kurebayashi,” I whispered, voice trembling. She grinned up at me and placed her hands on my shoulders, continuing to stimulate me over my trousers. Sachiko stopped moving her hips then began to move her legs exclusively. I suppressed a moan, trying to keep quiet.

"Don't worry, I'll make this quick and clean."

"You won't need to hurry... I'm already..." I gripped the armrest of my seat as Sachiko frantically unzipped my pants to fish me out. At the last moment she managed to catch all of my essence with her hands, making sure not to let any spill on my clothes. I breathed a sigh of relief having released my load.

"Thank you."

"Mmm..." Sachiko cleaned her hands with her tongue. "Tasty."

...

“Make yourself at home,” I muttered as I closed the door. Kirigaya didn’t look very impressed by my room but nonetheless sat underneath the kotatsu. I put on an apron over my gakuran and decided on what to cook by looking through my ingredients."Is there anything you want in particular?" I asked.

"Anything's fine. Just don't make anything Italian."

"Italian...?" I shook my head and took out a knife and an onion. I started mincing half of it on a board, deciding on some wafu hambagu. Sachiko walked up beside me.

“So you have another girl at your house.”

"Yes. I believe we already discussed this on the bus?"

"Huh?” I glanced back and saw Kirigaya with her eyebrows raised.“Oh I, um, I’m talking to Sachiko. The ghost I told you about.”

“Mm...” she looked suspicious.

“So, what? I wanted to treat her to some food.”

Sachiko pouted her lips. “You never cooked me food.”

“But you’re a ghost!”

“So? I cooked for you, and yet you cook for another girl. That’s not fair.”

“If I cooked for you, would you even eat it?”

She folded her arms. “No.”

“See?”

“It’s impossible!”

“Then why do you want me to cook for you in the first place?”

“Because it’s the only way!”

“The only way… what the heck are you talking about?!”

“You’re too dense, Aki-kun, stop already!”

“You started it!”

I heard Kirigaya’s clear her throat and turned back again. She seemed annoyed.

“Momoko!” I called.In less than three seconds, Momoko slowly peaked out of the laundry door. “A-Aki-chan?”

“We have a guest. Introduce yourself.”

Momoko hesitantly trotted off into the main room and bowed respectfully. “M-my name is Momoko!”

“Momo...ko?” Kirigaya looked genuinely confused. This should distract her for a while.I returned to my cooking and turned on the stove. I took out some ground beef and pork from the fridge and added it to a large bowl. I then put in the egg, onions, and panko.

“Well if you’re just gonna stand here at least help out a little,” I said.

Sachiko sighed. “Fine. With what?”

“Go make the sauce.”

“Hm.” She searched through the cabinets.Okay, maybe I was being irritable. But I mean, isn't this situation pretty unusual in the first place? At the very least, she was useful.

I tried to forget the fact that she made me cum in my pants just a while ago. This Sachiko was really something! I didn't quite understand her or her real motivations, and I knew she wasn't telling me everything. It was as if she knew more about me than I did, and at the same time I knew nothing about her.

Kirigaya, on the other hand, was somewhat more relatable to. She was half-youkai like me, so we already had something in common that probably only about 1/1,000,000 of the human race could relate to. The president had something important to her, which was apparently her family. This sister... would I ever get to meet her?

After I finished shaping the meat, I put them onto the hot fryer, which started to sizzle violently upon contact with the oil. I took out my police riot shield from the pantry to protect myself while I used long chopsticks to turn them over.

Sachiko stared.

"Aki-kun..."

"It's for safety." Hot oil, after all, could potentially reach my face and burn my skin off.

She shook her head. "I understand." Sachiko waited patiently while the hamburg cooked to its juicy browness, and the whole apartment became cloaked in the aroma of meat fried to perfection.I looked over at Kirigaya to see her and Momoko having a friendly conversation. I smiled... until I heard some things I shouldn't have heard.

"Sometimes, Aki-chan rubs her thingy on me."

"Eh?!"

"Yeah. But it feels good. It makes me have weird feelings every time. She never put it inside my thingy though."

"Guhh... you should really call the police." Kirigaya shot me a death glare, which I hastily avoided, pretending to focus on the meat.

"I-it's okay. I enjoy it when Aki-chan does that to me. I hope one day she'll build up the courage to put it in my thingy."

Kirigaya's mouth hung open in disbelief. Meanwhile sweat started pouring down my neck in streams. Stiffly, I put each Hamburg steak on a plate, then Sachiko smothered all four pieces in the rich sauce. I quickly forgot about what I heard, my mouth drooling at the sight and smell.

"Dinner’s ready!" I called, storing away the riot shield in the pantry. Footsteps headed toward the kitchen and I could tell I made an impression on Kirigaya. Momoko was already climbing up the counter to grab her share. Kirigaya glanced at Momoko then back at me, her eyes practically sending off waves of guilt to my conscious. Still, we all got a plate and headed back to the table.

"Thanks for the food," we said, barely in unison.

Kirigaya's face seemed surprised when she took her first bite of the burger.

"This is... actually really good."

"Thank you," I said, grinning. "People are always amazed when they try my food."

"I can understand why."

I laughed softly. "The truth is, cooking is the only thing I'm good at. And history. My dream is to become a chef one day."

"A chef?"

"Yeah!" I answered enthusiastically. "At a really popular restaurant or something... or..."

"Mmhh?" she mumbled with food in her mouth.

"Cooking for the person I love." A blush crept up my cheeks.

"Lol."

"Why are you using Internet slang in my head."

The president was obviously skeptical. "Oh really?"

"Ahah, it’s just a thought I have every once in a while."

"That's... surprisingly sweet of you, Takoyaki."

I almost choked on a chunk of meat. "H-huh?"

"I'm sure  you'd make a lovely housewife someday." She was as red as I was right now.

"Wow, this is just precious."

"Enough with the commentary."

I coughed in an attempt to take the awkwardness out of the atmosphere. “Right now cooking for Momoko is enough for me, though.” I pet her head, making her shy away a little. Now we were all blushing.

“Is that so?” Kirigaya asked with knives in her tone.

“Eheh… of course.”

“You filthy lolicon.”

“I am not a lolicon!”

“Pervert.”

“I’m not--okay, maybe I am.”

“So uh, Kirigaya-sama, what exactly was your history with Shigure?”

She tensed visibly at the mention of her name.

“Er, sorry, is it a sensitive topic?”

“It’s fine.” She took her time chewing the rest of her food, then put down her chopsticks shortly after swallowing. “It’s not that long of a history, really. Yuzuki, as you may have already noticed, is a half-oni like you. Like most of your kind she is cold-blooded, aggressive, and perpetually in heat.”

I subconsciously covered my crotch.

“Apparently, she’s an ancient half-breed; her spawning took place sometime in the Joumon period.”

Both my eyebrows went up. “The Joumon period?”

“Yes. Probably around 12,000 BC. I’m sure even she’s lost count of the number of lifetimes she had, but it’s not like that’s relevant. I doubt she changes much in any of them. I was already President of the school when she transferred and somehow she was able to gain control of the Kendo club. Within a month we were at equal footing in power, and it came to my attention.”

“Mm.”

“It wasn’t like I wanted to date her. I was forced to. Was it even dating? I had confronted her about the attention and popularity she’s gained and wanted to make it clear that I was head bitch. What I hadn’t expected was the fact that she was half-youkai, and that she was able to overpower me easily. I had never known oni were immune to snake venom.”

“Really? I didn’t know either.”

Kirigaya acted as though I hadn’t spoke and continued, “She raped me in my own office that day. She had stolen my virginity, after all."

“I’m terribly sorry.”

“Don’t be. Yuzuki continued to have her way with me for the next two years or so, then out of nowhere she told me we were over because she found someone else. I didn’t quite understand, it wasn’t like we were even dating in the first place. I was relieved, but terribly confused. Our relationship, or the lack of it, was never made clear. So I decided to dismiss what happened and move on as if it had never happened."

“And you have?”

“Of course I have. It is my job as President to show no vulnerability.”

"I'm glad for you then. What do you wanna do after graduation?"

She smirked. "Continue my reign of power and take over my dead father's family business."

"Which is?"

"A fashion company."

"I see." Oddly, I wasn't surprised.

"So... it's true that all Oni... have that...?"

"Eh.. why the sudden question?"

"Well... we were just talking about Yuzuki. I had thought it was just her, but then I've also heard that it was all Oni. Especially when I saw your..." her voice trailed off, blushing.

"Ahah... yeah. It's true. We all have one. There are some rare occasions where Oni have vaginas though."

"Oh. Okay."

"Lay it on her, Aki-chan!"

"'Lay it on her?' What's that even supposed to mean?"

"Just make your move!"

"I thought you were jealous!"

"I am! But in my current state I can't consummate our relationship, so this'll have to do!"

"Our relationship?!"

"Go Aki! Faito, faito!"

"So uh..."

Momoko yawned loudly.

"Oh, are you done, Momoko?"

She nodded drowsily, her eyes barely open.

"You too, Kirigaya-sama?"

She nodded. I stacked all our plates and carried them to them kitchen. After washing them in the sink, I returned finding Momoko asleep in her chair. Just the sight made my heart melt.

"Does she always do this?"

"Most nights, yeah." I knelt down and picked her up, Kirigaya's eyes on me as I did so. I climbed up the loft and gently tucked her into my bed. I made sure she was nice and cozy, God, the way she was all curled up just made me wanna hug her close and make love... er, never mind. When I headed back down, Kirigaya was going through my stuff. More specifically, my bishoujo figures.

"What are you doing?!" I almost yelled in panic, careful not to wake Momoko.

"It's hard not to look through your stuff."

"Shut it!"

"Just what the hell are these?" She held my most prized one in her hand, making me cringe internally.

"T-that's Kaga-san! Be careful with her!"

"Her? I wasn't aware this was a person." She twisted the arm in a dangerous angle, turning my stomach upside down.

"Kaga-san is based on the actual aircraft carrier in commission by the Imperial Navy from 1928-1942. She was rebuilt in 1933 to increase her top speed, improve her exhaust systems, as well as adapting her flight decks to accommodate modern aircraft. She is preceded by her sister ship, Akagi, who I also have with me," I said as I got her from the shelf to show her. "Kaga is known for her participation in the Second Sino-Japanese War in the late 1930s, the Attack on Pearl Harbor in 1941, and the invasion of Rabaul in 1942. In the same year, on June 4, Kaga was sunk in the Battle of Midway after being heavily damaged by a US air attack." I grabbed Kaga out of her hands and nearly placed the two figures back to their respective spots.

Kirigaya gazed back at me, speechless. "Rekijo."

"So what if I'm a rekijo! (Rekijo - short for rekishi suki no joshi, meaning a girl who likes [Japanese] history.)"

"Shouldn't you be happy? That you're good at something, or even capable of thinking. After all, so far the only things you've proven to me is that you're a pedo, can't fight for shit, and have the sex drive of a 14 year old boy."

"Buuuurn!"

"I do not need your input!"

"How rude. I even cooked for you."

"And it was good."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Also what's with that ugly mask hanging on your wall over there?"

I looked to the side to see her pointing at the white, black, and gold oni mask near my computer. "That? Most youkai have something in their house representing their form. Don't you?"

"No. I've never even heard of this sort of tradition."

"That's really weird. But I don't think it's a bad thing. It's just here for significance, really." I rubbed the back of my head. "So about you sleeping over. I've never actually done this before."

"You've never had a sleepover?"

"I've never had anyone over in general."

"That's just sad."

"W-well I don't have any friends."

Kirigaya spun her head away to contain a burst of laughter.

"O-oi... if I recall, aren't you in a similar state?"

"Please..." she recovered with tears in her eyes. "I have friends. Or you can call them connections, if you prefer."

"Oh... I get it. Can I ask you one thing, though?"

"Hm?"

"When you leave tomorrow, can... I get your number? Or e-mail…? If it’s okay with you, that is."

Kirigaya smirked. "And just why I should I, you lowly piece of garbage?"

"Because... I enjoy your company."

"Wow... impressive, Aki-chan."

"I know right?"

"I'm still crazy jealous you know."

"Then why are you encouraging me?"

"Because if you're happy, then I am! And I just know losing your v-card will really make you happy, am I correct?"

"Absolutely!"

"Then faito faito!"

Kirigaya was a blushing mess. "You... you idiot."

"Eheh," I chuckled. "It's true, though." An odd smell reached my nose.

"Even if it's true... that doesn't make it okay, so quit being a stupid fucking dumbass!"

The scent was becoming stronger. "How rude."

"Just what do you want, already?!" she yelled angrily.

"I WANNA FUCK!" Maybe that wasn't the best thing to say.

"H-h-h-h-h-h-haahhh?!!!"

"I wanna fuck?"

She clenched her teeth in rage, but she was fooling no one with a face like that. "Y-y-you Oni are all the same! Horny animals!" That strange odor was almost overpowering now, but it was a good one, somehow.

I knelt down my entire body with my head on the floor in a full bow. "I'm terribly sorry!"

"No apologies!"

"Then I'm not sorry!"

"What was that?! How dare you not take responsibility for your actions!"

"Then I'm sorry!"

"Like I would accept an apology from you! Geez, quit acting like I'm not in heat like you are!"

I sat back up. "What?"

She turned away, obviously embarrassed. "Stupid... I'm half just like you. Did you think I don't go through heat cycles like any other youkai?"

"Ah... I guess that was wrong of me to think that--" in no time, I was pinned down to the wooden floor and her breath was warm against my ear.

"Just remember, I'm a rape victim, so I don't know how to do it any way other than rough."

I struggled to get free, but her grip on my wrists were like steel. Her words sent electric shocks through my body, her scent intoxicating. I felt blood rush to my lower regions in response. "But you're an Oni, aren't you? It's only in your nature to dominate..."

My hips began to move on its own volition and I knew there was no going back. Kirigaya sat up properly to get a good, long look at me. She grinned widely, her fangs showing. She began to unbutton her cardigan, taking her time on each one. After what felt like forever, it was off, only for there to her white uniform shirt. I groaned impatiently and reached up to tear it open, causing some of the buttons to pop off.She shot me a warning look, only to lean back down to deliver a searing kiss. I moaned into her lips, her breasts rubbing up against my own. She snaked her hand in between our bodies, ending at the belt to my pants. It was off in no time, and she sat back up to take me out of my underwear.

"Now what should we do about this, you perverted Oni scum?" She aimed my erection against the wet cloth of her panties, not even bothering to remove her skirt first. Kirigaya placed one hand on my abdomen to balance herself.I gulped.

"Well? Say something."

"Ah... uhh... hah, I want... to p-put it in," I tripped over my own words.

"Sorry?" She gave me a stroke, leaving me wanting more. "I couldn't hear you."

"I want to put it in!" I shouted. I could feel a vein popping out or something, her teasing was starting to get on my nerves.

"Your horns are popping out," she sneered. "Fine then, if you want it that much." Was this girl exerting her control over me?! Her attitude was seriously pissing off!

I summoned all my strength and slammed her against the wall. She grunted when she realized she was no longer on top and looked back at me with venom in her eyes, but still with that aggravating smile on her face.

"So you really are an Oni, Takoyaki?"

I bared my teeth at her and rammed myself in without warning. "Well you like it rough, don't you?"

"It's all I know," she growled. Her face contorted with pleasure with every thrust, I could tell she was definitely enjoying this. "Rape me like Yuzuki would, you damn virgin." Kirigaya wrapped her arms around me tightly. Her nails dug deep into my back, even through the shirt I was wearing. I continued to move relentlessly, showing no mercy.

"God, you're so tight..."

"Shut up and fuck me." As if for emphasis, she used her feet to pull me in deeper. Her walls fluttered around me, and she let out her lovely voice.

"Already?"

"Nnnngh." I took a handful of her hair in one hand and her arm in another to roughly position her onto her hands and knees. I pushed back in and she gasped lightly.

"You're really getting off to this, aren't you?"

"I'm in heat, what do you think?" she snarled.

"Keep your voice down. You'll wake Momoko."

"Like I give a--" I smothered a hand over her mouth to shut her up, and she responded with rage. Kirigaya turned back to burn her eyes deep into my soul, daring me to keep my hand there. I smiled and kept moving my hips against her ass to egg her on.

"I'm gonna cum," I panted heavily. The familiar sensation of sperm building up in my balls was coming hard and fast, and I knew this one was going to be intense. Kirigaya moaned into my palm while I coated her pink insides with my thick, white seed.

"Aaahhh..." I deposited the last few spurts in her womb before withdrawing soon after. Kirigaya herself was a shivering mess and globs of cum seeped out of her onto the floor.

"Mmmmhhh," she was moaning again, and it occurred to me that she was cumming for the second time, even without me inside her. I watched with fascination some of my sperm go back in a little with each spasm of her pussy.

"Wow..."

"Don't look..."

"Sorry... but this is sort of amazing."

"Just be quiet for a while... I'm exhausted."

"Pretty good for my first time, right?"

"It was better than expected."

"Indeed it was."

"Huh... you weren't watching the whole time, were you?"

"What else would I have done? Besides, that was really hot."

"Even if you are jealous?"

"Even if I am jealous. Once I regain my body, you better cum inside me or I'll kill myself again and haunt you."

"Eh?!"

...

The next morning arrived and though I had anticipated for Kirigaya to be taking her leave at once, it seems she had other plans.

"I'm coming with you to Osaka."

“Why?"

"I want to see for myself the process of extracting a soul fragment from an object. I believe it to be a vital learning experience as a half-youkai."

"I see, but... what about your duties as Student Council President?"

"My Vice President can fill in for me. You know I don't even come to school half the week?"

"Seriously?"

"There's no need, really. I can complete my homework in my free time in a little less than two hours and my philosophy is that experience is the best teacher. Sitting a classroom all day is useless. I only need to come to school every once in a while to re-assert my authority over the student body and assure anarchy never happens. I also keep Yuzuki's power in check, in case she tries to take over."

"Really? Sounds like you're living 'za life.'"

"Of course I'm living 'za life.' It's only natural for someone like me." She flipped her hair, long strands of it smacking me in the face. "Now I'll be coming with you, whether you like it or not."

I shrugged. "I have no choice, I guess. Can you hand over the object?"

She took the blue flower out of her hair and handed it to me and upon doing so her eyes widened in shock.

"W-who's that?!"

"Huh?"

Kirigaya pointed behind me. I followed her finger, which ended at Sachiko, who was near the front door.

"Hi," she waved.

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Kurebayashi Sachiko!" she bowed so low she was in between her legs.

Kirigaya was dumbfounded, and so was I.

"W-wait, hold on a sec. You can see her?" I was so confused right now.

"She just appeared out of nowhere!"

Sachiko clapped her hands together. "I'm the ghost!"

"I thought only I could see you!" I didn't feel as special any more, it kind of made me mad.

"Yes. Yes you can. But Kirigaya-sama here can also, though only to a degree."

"Huh?"

"Aki-kun can see me. She can also sense me, meaning she can interact with me. This is exclusive to those who were once intimate with a ghost."

"Again, we're strangers," I said.

"Kirigaya, since you removed the object, which contains my soul fragment, I become visible to you for whatever supernatural reason. But you can never touch me."

Kirigaya folded her arms. "Then why didn't I see you the first time I took this off?"

"Because I was in Aki's head."

She narrowed her eyes. "What were you doing in her head?"

"Talking to her."

"... You better not be a nuisance."

"Fufu, you're funny."

"Funny how?"

"I was with Aki first. You came along just a while ago, didn't you?" Sachiko smiled.

The annoyance radiating off of Kirigaya was almost tangible. "Watch your tongue, ghost."

"Fufu."

Somehow, hidden in the background, I could see the tiger and dragon battling it out with a roaring of thunder.
 