[Episode 124939] [Episode 124939]“Eiko! Eiko could you get me down from here?”
“How dare you interfere! Blessed love and divine revenge were mine today! Mine!”
On one hand, it was good that Eiko was thinking about things, as that meant Setsuna might not have to fight her. On the other hand, fighting an opponent with phenomenal ki reserves and incredible superhuman strength would be easier if she wasn’t thinking and planning strategies.
“Eiko, what are you waiting for? And what are you two doing with Biiko down there?”
“Worry not Shiiko, my darling dove, I will carry you off to my nest and wrap you in my inescapable love forever! Oho…”
Biiko’s laughter was cut short by the sound of a firm hand meeting her left buttock. Her outfit consisted of goggles, hip boots, arm length gloves, and a few strategically placed straps, which left her vulnerable to such an attack. Her other cheek was subjected to a second attack along with a warning. “I don’t want to hear the laugh, girl. I’ve had to deal with enough people like you to know about that laugh and I am NOT going to put up with it. I hear that again out of you and you can try laughing with your mouth full.”
“Aren’t we going to gag her anyway Haruka?”
“Yes but that laugh deserves the jawbreaker.”
Eiko’s golden eyes were still fixed on Setsuna, but appeared to be slightly unfocused. As it was unlikely for the girl to be spacing out at a time like this, Setsuna took this to mean that she was spreading her awareness to the wider area, looking for options. Setsuna had been formulating counter strategies to the potential strategies of the girl, but gave up on that and cleared her mind so she could instantly react to whatever happened.
“You should ask permission before you take Biiko’s clothes off! Not that I’d mind if you took mine off. Oh! Biiko, I see you got that tattoo we talked about.”
“Unhand me! Get off! Get…uh…off. You silly com-m-mon performing sluuUuts. By tomorrow the Daitokuji clan will oooown you and I will ha-ha-have you whipped every daaAAaay for this. OhohohohhHHUURRMMMNNNMMPH!”
“I warned her.”
“True, but I don’t think she fully understands the situation yet.”
Eiko dug her feet into the plates of the wagon’s roof for what ever she was about to do, actually carving gouges and making ripples in the steel just by shifting her feet. Setsuna drew deeply on her Senshi power. Due to the changes in the magic flows and the nature of being a Senshi, that caused and required some responses in her body. The hardening, swelling, and moist slickness at the appropriate points were welcome and soothed her concerns even as other emotions and passions surged to the fore.
From below came the sounds of a struggle and indignant mmmphing. The struggle ended quickly but the muffled cries grew in volume, though they did take on a more drawn out and pleading tone.
“You are right about us being sluts little girl,” Haruka said proudly.
“Mmmn.”
“And as you can see,” cooed Michiru, “we do perform.”
“MMnnmmnm!”
“But I see you’re a slut too,” Haruka noted. “Yes you are! And a messy one.”
“MM! NNM! MMNMN!
“Where you have it wrong, young woman,” Michiru said sternly, “is that we are UNcommon performing sluts, and our master would never sell us to the likes of your daddy.”
Without the “jawbreaker” people back in Kobe would have heard the wailing of the Daitokuji clan’s daughter.
“Because we are slaves of the Masaki shrine,” snarled Haruka, “and silly little girls like you can only play at being what we are.”
Biiko’s final cry faded into silence, which was briefly broken by a wet, slurping sound.
Eiko’s eyes showed a spark of interest and she asked, “Masaki?”
Setsuna did not react to the sight of her two associates springing onto the far end of the wrecked wagon behind her foe, though she was sure they did not go unnoticed. She did answer, “Yes, Masaki Mikos.”
Despite her preparation and training, Setsuna failed to anticipate the attack. She did not see the redhead move, just a continuous afterimage briefly connecting where she had stood to a point directly in front of the green-haired Senshi. Fingers capable of crumpling the armor they stood on wrapped around the Senshi's hands on the handle of her katana, immobilizing both. Setsuna saw the others start to move, but they couldn’t possibly reach her in time as she faced…a pair of wide golden eyes full of sparkles.
“OH MY GOD!” shouted the incalculably powerful bouncing teenager. “You’re Pluto aren’t you? Can I have your autograph?”
Having already been defeated by one overwhelming assault, Setsuna succumbed to another irresistible force and face-faulted heavily.
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