GxG 25
"Wow, your hometown sure is... scenic!" Kunou smiled like she totally managed to save her train of thought. I'll just let her have that one and not say anything.
"Yeah yeah, laugh it up. My small American town is smaller than dense Japanese metropolitan centers. Who would have ever guessed?" I hip checked her playfully as we walked down the street, coming up on my home.
"Mou~, I didn't mean it like that. I have just never been anywhere with so few people, and the lack of noise is tripping me out." She complained, acting exaggerated to garner some more sympathy.
Not getting any from this guy!
Some of the neighborhood aunties are out and about, and starting to recognize me. The 'nice gardening boy' has returned with a foreign beauty.
The gossip later is going to be wild for them.
To be fair, after spending 8 months surrounded by people I was feeling the difference too. I had learned to tune out all the extra noise from my enhanced senses, and it was now a near void in comparison. My Sense motes give me total control over my senses, but it is more of a psychological thing anyways.
"I can't wait to show grandma and grandpa my new backpack! It has flowers!" Hana was skipping in between us, over the moon to be back home. Japan was good for her, she made some friends her age and didn't have to wear her illusion at all.
She was not happy about wearing it again, but Kunou hiding her tails right beside her did a lot to mollify her for now.
Her backpack was a side project I worked on with some of the local formation masters in Kyoto. It was based on a combination of the spatial bag they gave me all those years ago and my own protection amulet design.
For Hana's daily use, it was just a pretty backpack. Under the metaphorical hood though, it was a marvel. A decade of food and water in stasis formations locked to Hana's Ki pattern, much stronger shields than the amulet she came to Japan with, and an assortment of other things like entertainment and educational materials.
The idea was that even if she got spirited away (The chance of stumbling on an old tomb or pocket dimension was way higher than you would think it would be) she would theoretically have enough food, water, and knowledge to last until she was found again.
Was it extreme? Very much so.
Would I let Hana get into a position where she needed to use it? Not if I could help it.
It was more of a proof of concept than anything, basically a deluxe version of possible scout packs that the Yokai can now make. All the different ideas that we could stuff into her pretty floral backpack.
"We are almost home, you can surprise them." I patted her head, and she leaned into it.
Pat pat pat, careful to not mess up her hair. Nobody wants a repeat of that meltdown.
The joys of raising children.
"Do you think your parents will like me?" Kunou tugged on my sleeve to get my attention, looking extra nervous now that we were walking towards the front door of my house.
"Mom has been hounding me for months about the 'pretty lady Daddy is always with' that Hana mentioned during their calls. They will love you." I assured her as I walked into the house.
Knocking on your own door is for losers.
"I'm home!" I called out as I started to put all the bags I was carrying on the floor. Most of my stuff was in spatial bags, but some stuff is easier to just carry normally.
"My baby is back!" I heard my mom call out, the sounds of her footsteps rapid as she ran to greet us.
I missed you too Mom!
I opened my arms wide to catch my mom as she ran to us, only to be pushed to the side entirely. Literally pushed out of the way. I hit the wall.
"Hana baby, I missed you so much! Look at how big you got!" My mom squealed as she picked up Hana in a big hug. I was left standing there in shock, scorned by my own flesh and blood.
Kunou was hiding her smile with her sleeve, the spitting image of her mother. Unlike Yasaka though, Kunou was visibly shaking, failing to hold back her giggles at my misfortune.
"You must be Kunou. Hana has said so much, even if my son kept dodging my questions. You were so small last time we met." My mom glared at me, but was absolutely giddy to meet Kunou.
"I have heard so much about you too. You did a wonderful job raising Nathan, he was a wonderful guest and a better boyfriend." Kunou replied with a warm smile, but I saw the hint of playfulness.
My mom whipped her head to me like a shark smelling blood.
"Boyfriend? You started dating and didn't say anything!?" She gasped incredulously.
"It's not like I was hiding it, you just never asked." I shrugged back. Why say anything over the phone when surprising in person was much more fun.
"You infuriating boy-" Mom started, but I cut her off.
"Hey Dad, I'm back. You both look great, unlocking your Ki has worked wonders for you." I called to my dad who had taken his sweet time to greet us. Based on the look on his face, I'd say it was on purpose to let Mom burn off some energy.
Working on their Ki's truly had made my parents look better. It hadn't quite gotten to the point of making them look young, but both of them were firmly in the 'aged like fine wine' category now. Something that would only get better as they grew stronger in their Ki discipline.
"I see you brought company." He nodded towards Kunou.
"Yes, let me formally introduce Kunou, princess of the yokai. More importantly, my very loving girlfriend." Kunou beamed at my introduction, while my dad just nodded in approval.
No need to mention Yasaka yet. My parents were open minded, but that might be pushing it.
"Come inside and get comfy. You have to tell us all about your trip. How was living in Japan for almost a year?" My mom started chattering as she dragged us into the house.
"I went to school!" Hana declared while showing off her backpack, before she started regaling my parents with tales of her supernatural education.
Of course, Hana was only 5, so her stories were in that super disjointed way that kids ramble before they learn to put together a proper tale.
That didn't bother anyone, and we all listened to her while sometimes adding to them.
It was nice to be home.
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"Your parents are so nice." Kunou mumbled into my side.
We had a guest room, but it was decided I was mature enough for Kunou to stay in my room while we were in America. She laughed at some of my posters and school stuff I had laying around, but I shut her up quickly with some of the stuff I had seen in her room.
"Yeah, I am lucky to have them." I nodded. I was so lucky that they were cool with magic, instead of calling the church or something.
We were getting ready for bed. Hana was having a mini sleepover with my mom in the living room, so Kunou and I had some time to ourselves.
"Oh yeah, your mom texted earlier but I was too busy to check it." I said, gaining Kunou's curiosity.
"What did she say?"
"Let me check. She said 'No luck in getting pregnant, guess we have to try again.' and then there was a photo album attached." I relayed to Kunou as I opened the photos.
"We haven't even been gone for a full day yet. You look at the photos?" She rolled her eyes, exasperated at her mother's antics.
"Let me see what she sen- Wow. Did you know your mom could bend like that?" I passed Kunou the phone, a fully nude Yasaka displayed on the screen. She made sure to get everything in the picture, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination.
Kunou was silent for a moment, swiping through the album, each a different nude from her mother. Spread, bent, folded, there was one of everything. It was almost impressive how comprehensive it was.
"I recognize that background." Kunou declared after scrutinizing the photos, handing the phone back to me.
"Really? Where from?" I inquired, giving the photos the proper attention they deserved. Her tits looked amazing in that lighting.
"From the studio where we get our yearly portraits done." Kunou deadpanned, her eye twitching.
We stared at each other as I tried to process what that meant.
"You're saying your mother got professional nudes taken?" I asked in disbelief. I knew Yasaka was freaky, but this was an entirely new level.
"That is exactly what I am saying."
"...Nice."
"There is only one thing we can do in this situation." Kunou nodded to herself, and I could see she was getting into a mood. She was weirdly competitive with her mother at times, especially over my affections, even though she was the one who pushed me to go for them both.
"And what, my dearest Kunou, is that?"
"We recreate her poses, except we fill my cunt with your cum to rub in what she is missing. When she sees my creampie photos she will be so jealous."
Was that probably the most insane way to react? Very much so.
It was also extremely hot.
"I wouldn't even consider something like that before I went to Japan. You have turned me into a degenerate." I accused the lovable kitsune who was scheming something lewd nefarious in front of me.
"You already know kitsune are spirits of seduction and carnal corruption. Besides, you love it." She teased back.
"Damn right I do. Get naked woman, I know you brought your camera with you."
Thankfully sound formations were a breeze at this point.
Time to break in my bed.
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My mom, Hana and Kunou were out together the next morning. Having some girl time while getting some necessities needed now that the house was full again.
That left me and my dad alone, having a quiet lunch together.
"It's good to be young, but try to be more considerate of others." My dad opened out of nowhere, not even looking up from his newspaper. Who even reads the paper nowadays?
"I don't know what you are talking about." I denied instantly.
"Really? The house got really silent, and then the whole place started to shake. Two hours was pretty impressive, even with Ki we don't last that long." Oh my god. This wasn't happening. I don't need to know what my parents got up to while I was gone.
"This conversation never happened. I don't know what you are talking about. I deny everything. I will also fix the problem." I knew I forgot something. I put down sound formations, but I didn't do anything for the vibrations. Kunou's house had those built into the foundation.
"The problem that doesn't exist?" My dad finally looked at me, quirking an eyebrow like I was stupid and not fooling anybody.
"The problem that didn't happen and never has or will." I shot back. Denial is a river in Egypt, and I was feeling like a nice swim.
Jokes on him, Yasaka was a million times worse in every way for casual sex talk.
"Set up some of those solutions in our room too and we will never mention this again." He nodded at me.
"Deal." I nodded back, and the deal was struck.
We settled into another lull, me eating and him reading.
"Oh yeah, some of my old military contacts called me the other week." He snapped as he remembered something he wanted to talk about.
"What about?"
"Since you're Mister Important now, some bigwigs wanted to make formal contact. Whoever is in charge of that decided you're too important to piss off so they are playing softball and being nice." He explained
"You think the government might do something stupid?" I asked back. I hope I didn't have to fight the government, that makes living here hard.
"Nah, they actually love having you here. It's just with government stuff, especially military, there is always someone trying to push every advantage they can for their own gain. That was specifically disallowed for you, at least according to my guy." He explained as if he was talking about the weather, not some of the core workings of the nation we live in.
"Ah, someone doing something stupid to hopefully be 'the guy who brought me to their side' or something similar?" I got the gist of what he was saying. The ball was in my court entirely.
"Basically. I wrote down the number somewhere, I'll find it later. At least give them a call. I haven't been in the military for over 20 years, so I hold no particular loyalty per se, but I don't get the feeling they are trying to stiff you either." He was rambling at this point, but I got what he meant.
"Don't worry, I'll call later."
"You don't have to rush or anything, I know you have your own projects on the go." He relaxed after getting my confirmation, steering the conversation in a different direction.
"Yup. I learned a ton of different healing methods while I was in Japan. Hopefully it will be enough for what I need for the devil." Even if those methods weren't enough, Senjutsu has been hard at work practicing, streamlining, and expanding the techniques.
I am confident that I can at least get the devil to a lucid, pain free state now. I'm not nearly as confident in a total cure, as Soul is still largely fumbling around. The senjutsu soul healing methods really helped, but there was a surprising lack of actual Soul Lore in Yasaka's library.
I was excited to try though. I had a whole new toolkit to work with.
Hearing the girls finally getting back home, I smiled to myself.
Stray devil?
Pfft, don't you know Sages specialize in purification?