Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Muma Oni - The Succubus Demon ❯ You Really Like Me? ( Chapter 5 )
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Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.07.2009 | Updated On: 12.05.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 188 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.07.2009 | Updated On: 12.05.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 188 | Status: Completed
Pinaka and Sato circled each other. Pinaka made the first move, flailing wildly at Sato. He blocked her blade with his pole, cutting a large chunk from the staff. Pinaka twirled her polearm and hit Sato hard in the chest, sending him backwards, but he managed to remain on his feet.
Sato paused a minute, taking time to catch his breath. He put his gaze on Pinaka who smiled viciously. “Okay,” he said, “time to get serious.”
“Not too serious, now,” Grandpa said, “this girl seems like an amateur with the pole.”
Sato raised his stick in front of him. With a quick strike from his knee the staff broke in even halves. Sato twirled the sticks on his fingers like they were nunchaku. He raced at Pinaka and began attacking fiercely and strategically. Pinaka panicked as she tried blocking, but suffered many hits from Sato’s onslaught of attacks.
“And now,” said Sato, “one to grow on!” He spun backwards and backhanded Pinaka with the stick, taking her off her feet and sending her polearm into the air again. It collapsed on the ground several feet away. Sato stood over Pinaka, placing one stick across her chest.
“You’re pretty good,” said Pinaka, gulping.
Sato’s serious expression slowly turned into a smile. “Nah, I just think you’re not a very good fighter.”
Sato backed from Pinaka. Her polearm turned back into Jira and came to her master’s side. Pinaka stood slowly and brushed herself off. Blood trickled down her left cheek where Sato had hit her.
“I never expected that a demon would have a protector,” Pinaka said. “Why do you stand up for her?”
Sato glanced back at Ina and Grandpa. “Well,” he said, “Muma is a powerless demon. It didn’t seem right for you to attack her like that.” He turned completely against Pinaka and knelt next to Muma. “If she had her full power, I’d beg you to take her down. She’s such a nuisance.”
“I see,” said Pinaka. “Well, if she’s no harm, then I suppose I’ll be on my way.”
She turned down the path and began to walk away. Sato turned to see her go, but was surprised as Pinaka suddenly collapsed on the walkway.
“Oh no,” said Ina anxiously.
Grandpa and Ina raced to Pinaka’s side. Jira mewed worriedly for her master’s wellbeing. Grandpa turned Pinaka onto her back and examined her.
“She’s fine,” Grandpa said. “She seems to just be exhausted. Sato, can you get both of these girls to the house? They both need to rest.”
Sato nodded as he lifted Muma onto his back.
***
Sato placed Muma on the pallet she slept on. He turned toward the door but stopped as he heard Muma moving behind him. He turned back to see her looking his way. “How are you?” he asked.
Muma smiled. “You fought for me. Does that mean you have a different opinion of me now?”
Sato lowered his gaze to the floor. “Don’t bet your life on it. I just can’t stand seeing someone pick on someone weaker than them.” He clenched a fist and scowled at her. “You’re still annoying!”
Muma looked to the ceiling, her smile not faltering. “Thanks, Sati, for sticking up for me.”
Sato returned the smile. “Don’t mention it. Sleep well.”
He left the room. Muma looked back at the door. “You really do like me, huh Sati?”
***
A week had gone by since the demon hunter Pinaka had attacked. She left the day after she had gotten all the rest she needed, and life continued as normal; Sato going to school, spending time with Ina, and dealing with Muma’s annoyance.
“That girl has become even more unbearable,” Sato told Ina as they walked to his house.
“Well, she’s just happy that you protected her,” Ina said. “I doubt she’s ever had anyone stand up for her before. It was a really nice thing you did.”
“Yeah, yeah,” said Sato. They were now walking up to his house. “I just wish Pinaka would come back and actually take that demon away.”
Sato opened the door and pulled out slippers for him and Ina. A loud crash rang through the house from the sitting room. In a panic, Sato chucked his shoes aside, ignoring the slippers, and rushed to the sitting room.
He slid the door open and looked around. Pinaka was sprawled over the table, the dress she was wearing pulled up over her head, revealing her bunny panties. Grandpa sat at the table, tea spilled over him.
“What’s going on here?” Sato asked.
“Sorry,” answered Pinaka, forcing her dress down as she stood up, “I was bringing Grandpa some tea and I tripped. Grandpa, I’ll get you a towel, just a second.”
“Pinaka’s here?” Ina said, looking over Sato’s shoulder. “I thought she left.”
Sato looked to Grandpa. “Grandpa, what’s going on here?”
“Pinaka has decided to stay as our housemaid,” Grandpa answered. “She claims that she would like to study martial arts under my guidance.”
Ina sniggered at Sato. “So, what were you saying about wanting Pinaka back?”
“Shut it,” Sato said as he stomped his way upstairs. “I didn’t mean I wanted her back to stay with us.”
“Sati!” Muma cried as she appeared through the stairs. She latched herself onto Sato, causing him to lose balance and they tumbled down the stairs, Muma hanging tightly to him.
“Dammit demon, get off me!” Sato cried.
Ina sighed. “Looks like you got a good handful here, Kannin.” A vein twitched in her forehead then. “Hey, Muma, get off him like that!”
Sato paused a minute, taking time to catch his breath. He put his gaze on Pinaka who smiled viciously. “Okay,” he said, “time to get serious.”
“Not too serious, now,” Grandpa said, “this girl seems like an amateur with the pole.”
Sato raised his stick in front of him. With a quick strike from his knee the staff broke in even halves. Sato twirled the sticks on his fingers like they were nunchaku. He raced at Pinaka and began attacking fiercely and strategically. Pinaka panicked as she tried blocking, but suffered many hits from Sato’s onslaught of attacks.
“And now,” said Sato, “one to grow on!” He spun backwards and backhanded Pinaka with the stick, taking her off her feet and sending her polearm into the air again. It collapsed on the ground several feet away. Sato stood over Pinaka, placing one stick across her chest.
“You’re pretty good,” said Pinaka, gulping.
Sato’s serious expression slowly turned into a smile. “Nah, I just think you’re not a very good fighter.”
Sato backed from Pinaka. Her polearm turned back into Jira and came to her master’s side. Pinaka stood slowly and brushed herself off. Blood trickled down her left cheek where Sato had hit her.
“I never expected that a demon would have a protector,” Pinaka said. “Why do you stand up for her?”
Sato glanced back at Ina and Grandpa. “Well,” he said, “Muma is a powerless demon. It didn’t seem right for you to attack her like that.” He turned completely against Pinaka and knelt next to Muma. “If she had her full power, I’d beg you to take her down. She’s such a nuisance.”
“I see,” said Pinaka. “Well, if she’s no harm, then I suppose I’ll be on my way.”
She turned down the path and began to walk away. Sato turned to see her go, but was surprised as Pinaka suddenly collapsed on the walkway.
“Oh no,” said Ina anxiously.
Grandpa and Ina raced to Pinaka’s side. Jira mewed worriedly for her master’s wellbeing. Grandpa turned Pinaka onto her back and examined her.
“She’s fine,” Grandpa said. “She seems to just be exhausted. Sato, can you get both of these girls to the house? They both need to rest.”
Sato nodded as he lifted Muma onto his back.
***
Sato placed Muma on the pallet she slept on. He turned toward the door but stopped as he heard Muma moving behind him. He turned back to see her looking his way. “How are you?” he asked.
Muma smiled. “You fought for me. Does that mean you have a different opinion of me now?”
Sato lowered his gaze to the floor. “Don’t bet your life on it. I just can’t stand seeing someone pick on someone weaker than them.” He clenched a fist and scowled at her. “You’re still annoying!”
Muma looked to the ceiling, her smile not faltering. “Thanks, Sati, for sticking up for me.”
Sato returned the smile. “Don’t mention it. Sleep well.”
He left the room. Muma looked back at the door. “You really do like me, huh Sati?”
***
A week had gone by since the demon hunter Pinaka had attacked. She left the day after she had gotten all the rest she needed, and life continued as normal; Sato going to school, spending time with Ina, and dealing with Muma’s annoyance.
“That girl has become even more unbearable,” Sato told Ina as they walked to his house.
“Well, she’s just happy that you protected her,” Ina said. “I doubt she’s ever had anyone stand up for her before. It was a really nice thing you did.”
“Yeah, yeah,” said Sato. They were now walking up to his house. “I just wish Pinaka would come back and actually take that demon away.”
Sato opened the door and pulled out slippers for him and Ina. A loud crash rang through the house from the sitting room. In a panic, Sato chucked his shoes aside, ignoring the slippers, and rushed to the sitting room.
He slid the door open and looked around. Pinaka was sprawled over the table, the dress she was wearing pulled up over her head, revealing her bunny panties. Grandpa sat at the table, tea spilled over him.
“What’s going on here?” Sato asked.
“Sorry,” answered Pinaka, forcing her dress down as she stood up, “I was bringing Grandpa some tea and I tripped. Grandpa, I’ll get you a towel, just a second.”
“Pinaka’s here?” Ina said, looking over Sato’s shoulder. “I thought she left.”
Sato looked to Grandpa. “Grandpa, what’s going on here?”
“Pinaka has decided to stay as our housemaid,” Grandpa answered. “She claims that she would like to study martial arts under my guidance.”
Ina sniggered at Sato. “So, what were you saying about wanting Pinaka back?”
“Shut it,” Sato said as he stomped his way upstairs. “I didn’t mean I wanted her back to stay with us.”
“Sati!” Muma cried as she appeared through the stairs. She latched herself onto Sato, causing him to lose balance and they tumbled down the stairs, Muma hanging tightly to him.
“Dammit demon, get off me!” Sato cried.
Ina sighed. “Looks like you got a good handful here, Kannin.” A vein twitched in her forehead then. “Hey, Muma, get off him like that!”