[Episode 49140] [Episode 49140]
Little Asuka yawned as she stretched her six arms above her head as she greeted a new day. Swinging herself out of her hammock, she picked up her long cloth wrap and created a few loops around her chest, then a few around her hips, creating a halter top and mini skirt.
Being in the development stage of a ten-year-old girl, little Asuka had plenty of leg to be proud of, and soon she’d be filling out like momma. Of course, as an Ashura, she wasn’t really ten years old, but she was the strongest and fiercest in her age group of little flame throwers.
Besides being proud her self and her body, the flaming red head was also in a good mood because of the dream she had last night. She had dreamed of a young human boy, a strong warrior, but lonely. With all of the logic of a determined little girl, she had determined he was her future boytoy. Sure, he might be a little younger than her, but humans grew up faster. She’d have to grow up faster or meet him soon to make the proper expression.
She just knew however that for some reason, he wasn’t going to be a spineless wimp. She wasn’t sure why, but for some reason it was really important to her that her boyfriend not be a spineless wimp.
On a grey rock outcropping grown over with blue moss, a blue haired little cat-girl slept under the dull red skies. Despite not having clothes, she wasn’t nude either, as white fur covered her arms and legs like stockings and gloves. More fur covered the rest of her body, but in strips, some of it forming a stylized bikini that gave her some modesty.
Not that little Rei knew what modesty was. Despite having the physical development of a seven year old girl, her skin was fairly tone, but showed a lot of trim muscle. A thick long mane of blue hair covered her back, providing some shade form the harsh light of this section of the spirit world. Large triangular white ears atop her head and a long white tail along with enlarged hands and feet that could work like a human’s or cat’s paws completely the look of a cat girl.
A shadow passed over her, as an identical version of herself stepped near her, watching the sleeping cat-girl with glittering red eyes. The new girl wasn’t a twin, but an artifact of Rei’s strange psychic powers. Her prime ability seemed to be creating clones of herself, and it was so natural, she often had three bodies at once. Despite appearances, she was essentially one person, and would live as long as one of her selves survived.
The standing Rei cocked her head at the sleeping Rei. “Rei is dreaming. Who is this boy?”
Rei did indeed find this puzzling. She had no home, and no family. For her, life was roaming these desolate plains and survival. With her power and vegetarian lifestyle, the survival part was actually fairly mundane. The idea of someone to be with, to belong with, someone to care for and be cared for by held a certain appeal for her.
The third Rei standing guard on an outcropping walked over and looked off into the distance. “Rei wants to belong, to be complete.”
The first Rei sleepily awoke, seamlessly continuing her line of thought and adding to it. Was this someone whom would accept a multi-bodied cat-girl? Someone who would accept three or more pounce-cuddle-snuggle attacks?
The second Rei blinked, wondering briefly where the idea of pounce and cuddle came from, before simply accepting it and leaping down the cliff face, the other two of herself loping outwards to each side in a wider search pattern.
At the moment, snuggling seemed more appealing than berries.
Misato gave a satisfied yawn as she sat up and stretched while running her hands upwards through her tangled purple hair. Last night with the sneaky little demon Kaji had been most informative. It had filling in a lot of gaps in the information her dreams had given her.
Floating out of bed, she concentrated a little and soon had perfect skin and hair, while her black thin bat shaped wings morphed into a black leather minidress. Unlike most days, she finally had something to accomplish now.
While her new little mission in life centered around a little boy, he wasn’t the only thing motivating her. Sure he’d be all grown up soon, and until then she did like looking after kids in her own odd but loving way, but it was more about his adversary.
For some reason, ruining the demon lord Gencou Ikari’s plans was an idea that captivated her. She could help the kid, and put a crimp in that sniveling little devil’s plans while getting in a good fight. Maybe if she was really lucky, the kid would be grateful to her when he grew up into a man.
Grinning widely, she looked behind her and blew a kiss at the drained demon in bed. He had actually proved helpful, so hopefully he would live and maybe even recover. Floating outside, Misato shook her head as she grinned to herself.
Good men were so hard to find.
Especially for a lively succubus like herself.
A little imp jogged down the corridor after the child that was stalking away from it. It would be in so much trouble if it’s charge got away again, the master hated not being in control. “Princess Yui! Wait, please!”
As the imp caught up with the young girl in the dress, she turned on him with a snarl and kicked him into a wall. “My name isn’t Yui! Now leave me alone!”
The little girl stalked off, reaffirming to herself how much she hated her father. A few months ago after her mother’s death, she had been happy. She wanted to be like mommy and nothing like her father. Miss Ritsuko had even gave her some special tattoos.
It hadn’t taken her to long to realize there was something very wrong going on, that realization helped by Miss Ritsuko’s explanation.
Miss Ritsuko was around because she was useful to her father. Ritsuko wasn’t strong or capable of fighting, but she could craft magical tattoos. She had given her a small tattoo on her forehead and a complicated one on her lower stomach.
Two months ago, Ritsuko had started showing resentment towards her father and explained things to her. She couldn’t completely understand, but Ritsuko’s tone had conveyed how becoming horny and submissive when she reached puberty would be bad, and why her father wanted it that way.
Ritsuko had been kind enough to explain how to ruin her father’s plans. The tattoo on her stomach would eventually enhance her psychic powers and her sex drive. The one on her forehead would make her submissive. She would have to use the lower one to fuel the fire and determination she was developing, fight her father’s plans as best she could, then find someone worthy of giving herself to.
She did not want her father’s plans to continue any longer, especially when she learned why he ordered her to be called Yui from now on. The sick beast was too possessive to let one of his playtoys go, even with death. She might have loved her mother and wanted to be more like her than her father, but she didn’t want to be a replacement for her.
Turning down the hall towards Ritsuko, there was another bright bit of news. A month ago, one of her father’s plans went wrong and a young boy had escaped. The escape had had help of course, but the boy had managed to elude capture as well, further ruining those precious plans. For that, she was grateful.
Because Shinji really and very truly hated her father.
The center of the brooding castle was not as many would expect. It was not a throne room or even chambers befitting royalty.
It was a dark and brooding room. At the far shadowy end was a desk that seemed more imposing than it’s small size might suggest. The entire mood of the room was set by what appeared to be a brooding human man behind the desk, ovular glasses glinting occasionally in the light.
The plans and abilities were different, but for the most part, Gendou was surprisingly unchanged.
Actually, there wasn’t really anything surprising about it.
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