"Maki, you can go ahead back to Jujutsu High. I need to talk with her for now, I'll be back in a few hours or tomorrow."
Akira patted Maki gently and reassuringly on the back as the three of them walked away from the ruins of the Zenin Clan.
'Is it because of her?... Did he make a deal with her to heal us?' Maki clenched her fist around Mai's clothes, self-blame filling her chest as she looked at Akira.
"Also, since you and Mai are the only living Zenin left besides those who don't have Jujutsu, the wealth belonging to the clan is now yours, including the Cursed Tools. Come back at a later time with Yuka and the others and take it back for yourself," Akira suddenly remembered, and he turned to Maki.
After all, he couldn't just let the other great clans come and snatch up everything from here. Maki should have the entirety of the Zenin wealth left to her.
"Sure..."
Maki nodded her head, resisting the urge to roll her eyes at Akira. She knows that he was just worried about the money and cursed tools being stolen again.
Kenjaku's lips curled up as she looked at Akira next to her, her pink tongue playfully exiting before licking her lower lip as desire and greed erupted from her pupils.
'My first thought was to just get him to give me an offspring... But now that I think about it, I'd better bind him to me forever, that way he will become mine forever~,'
Kenjaku narrowed her eyes in joy as a plan instantly formed in her mind. Akira and Maki locked eyes as they both looked at Kenjaku's face, distorting with a disturbing grin.
"You... How many women are you going to charm? At this rate, you're going to turn into a manwhore," Maki spoke with a glare.
She swatted Akira's hand away, annoyed at his words. The sensation of his hand's warmth faded from her back as she sped up, leaving Kenjaku and Akira behind.
'Why... Why does he advance with other women so fast, while with me he is so slow?' Maki thought with furrowed brows.
Anger and jealousy filled Maki's chest as she continued walking away faster. The warmth of Mai's body in her arms seeped into her own, calming her down as she took a deep breath.
Maki had known for a long time that she had fallen for Akira, and she tried to deny this; she really tried to deny it with all her might. But it just didn't stay pushed down for long.
She had become interested in Akira at first, simply because he was arrogant, but not to the point where he looked down on ordinary people who couldn't use Jujutsu.
The second thing that made her fall for him even more was that even without Jujutsu, he was strong and respected by everyone, even Satoru Gojo.
He had everything she used to want, and it attracted her to him even more, even when she was envious of him.
Now, after spending four months with him, waking up in the morning and training together, or going out with each other and the others when not training.
Maki had started noticing the little things instead of the first two.
The way he smiled at her when training, the satisfaction in his gaze whenever she improved. The worry on his face when she was down emotionally, but hid it, only for him to notice anyway.
It's like she could read her mind... And she loved it.
He always knew she was down, and he always knew how to cheer her up one way or another. These things started meaning more to her than anything else.
Watching Maki's back form behind, Akira felt a sense of loneliness and sadness emanating from her. He smiled as he thought of something.
"Maki!"
Hearing Akira call after her, Maki paused for a second before looking back. Akira started speaking, and Maki read his lips.
Her eyes widened for a second as she saw Akira smiling at her, his mouth opening and closing as he muttered a set of words.
'I... Love... You?'
Maki's brain stopped working for a few seconds before rebooting.
She trembled, the corner of her eyes turning wet before she quickly turned around and continued to walk, with a noticeable bounce in her steps.
"Y-You idiot... Come back soon, I'll be waiting for you to say those words face to face!" Maki's voice got louder as she spoke, reaching Akira's ears from the back.
"Hahahaha! I got it, don't worry!" Akira laughed at Maki's clearly flustered face. Even from a distance, he could see her ears getting red from embarrassment.
"My, how touching~," Kenjaku crossed her hands across her taught stomach, pushing her breasts higher up as she watched with an amused smile.
Akira and Kenjaku watched Maki slowly fade away, a silence settling between the two as Akira and Kenjaku turned to face each other. Akira sighed before looking at Kenjaku in the eyes.
"So... What do you want for healing Maki and Mai?" Akira asked, getting straight to the problem, his tone severe as he waited for a heavy ask from Kenjaku.
"Why do you look as if I am about to ask for your balls and dick? Relax a bit, why don't ya?" Kenjaku walked next to Akira, before walking around him, spinning around and wrapping her slender arms around his waist, burying her face in his hard back.
Akira was tall, causing Kenjaku's head to reach his shoulders.
"Easy for you to say when I can't refuse what you want or I'll get a heavenly bolt of lightning to strike me down from the sky," Akira replied to Kenjaku with a tired sigh, reaching up to rub his eyes in frustration.
"Fine, I'll be straight with you, since I imagine you aren't the type of person to beat around the bush," Kenjaku released Akira from her grasp before spinning him around to face her once more.
"At first, I just wanted to come here and request you to get me impregnated so I can have an offspring with you," Kenjaku spoke without any shame at her words.
Akira's eyes twitched at her words, a hint of shock swelling up in his chest at her shameless words.
"Since you say it like that... I assume that the request had changed into something else?" Akira spoke with hope, noticing Kenjaku's past-tense tone.
"Yes, my request had changed... Quite a big change as well~," Kenjaku nodded in agreement, grinning as she felt Akira's body heat against hers.
"What would that new request be?" Akira questioned.
"Akira Shokotsu, you are a fascinating man who has attracted my desire and greed from the moment I saw you when you were a tiny little kid~," Kenjaku spoke, spinning Akira around to face her.
'What a pred...' Akira cringed at her words.
"I want us to become partners, never to be separated. I want you to be mine, and me to be yours. And don't worry, I won't stop you from being with those other girls, as long as you belong to me,"
'Hell to the... NO!' Akira thought with disgust, his gaze focused on her forehead where a smiling brain was visible. Kenjaku grinned as she noticed his stare.
She stretched her fair hand out for Akira to take, but she was refused as Akira looked at her. Kenjaku was not offended in the least, already having expected his refusal.
"My answer to your request is a massive, huge No-"
"ARGHHH!!!"
Akira stumbled over, holding his stomach as a massive jolt of pain struck him from every single cell in his body.
His mouth opened wide, saliva falling onto the ground. His eyes went white, his consciousness barely held together.
The binding vow took effect, causing deep and conceptual pain in his body that even someone like Akira felt like he was about to die from.
The pain was nothing like he had ever felt before. It felt like thousands of needles coated in painful poison, prickling and stabbing him in every part of his body, EVERY part.
"I don't recommend going against the binding vow. This is merely a taste of what you'll feel. If you truly break the binding vow, it could do anything to you," Kenjaku explained as she walked to Akira, who was bent over, panting in pain as he rested his hands on his knees.
Kenjaku rested her palm on his back gently, rubbing him to soothe out the pain. Akira looked up, extreme rage and hostility in his bloodshot eyes, and the space around his body warped.
"Calm down, Akira-kun, killing me won't make the binding vow vanish... Not like you could kill me anyway~," Kenjaku chuckled as she spoke teasingly.
Taking a deep breath to calm his mind from the almost uncontrollable rage bubbling in his chest, Akira sighed as he stood upright, his eyes locking with a smiling Kenjaku.
"Fine, I'll become partners with you... But, you'll have to change your name, because your name sounds a bit... Masculine," Akira paused at the end of his sentence, clearly conflicted about Kenjaku's name.
"You want me to change my name? Well, I don't have a problem with that since I've had hundreds of names in the time I've been alive... How does Kaori sound?" Kenjaku smiled as she walked closer to Akira, placing her palm on where his heart is.
"It sounds... Better," Akira said with hesitant acceptance as he felt Kaori's hands wrap around him, pulling his body closer to her.
"Good, since we are partners now, you'll have to come and spend the night with me. I hope you don't mind~," Kaori said with a chuckle, putting her tongue out playfully.
"I am underage..." Akira said, trying to avoid the inevitable.
"I don't mind~," Kaori responded.
"Age is just a number, after all~,"
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Guys, do not repeat what is written in this chapter!
Always ask about the age of someone you are romantically interested in. If not over the age of consent, then you are a weird motherfucker who should be pinned down and have people taking a shit in your mouth every day.
Next chapter is going to be a steamy one~
The 18+ tag is finally doing its job.
Leave a Power Stone!