Beyond Critical - Chapter 9.2 (Patreon)
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While it was usually customary for Kaito to head to the gym after school. That had changed over the last two weeks.
And not just because Irina had started living with him.
He paused just outside the door to his apartment and grasped his chest with a grimace, quashing embers that sparked within him.
He was getting better at it. A few days ago some would have spilled from his lips before he managed to stop it.
But the inverse was also true. Because, his magic power was growing more and more and because of it, recovering enough to be a problem quicker.
Which was a problem considering how many eyes he had on him. He swore he saw Koneko at the same grocery store as him yesterday.
And them paying even closer attention to him, made it even harder to use up his magic power.
After a moment when he was sure he wouldn't burp out a fire ball, Kaito pulled out his key and opened his door.
As soon as he stepped inside, he was greeted by quite the sight. Irina was crouched low, stretching out her legs, currently clad in nothing more than a small pair of white shorts and small white sports top, and with her currently down so low he had a primo view down her top and at her abundant cleavage.
It was an outfit he'd paid for actually, among a few others. While Irina had managed to get in contact with her parents and they shipped her clothes over, she'd still needed some more until they arrived.
Especially since, it would be the last time she willingly contacted her parents, because if the Church found she was in contact with them, they'd probably get booted out as well, she was apparently already considered a 'heretic'.
"Oh, Kaito-kun!" she looked up as he entered and beamed at him, "Did you have fun at school?" she asked while continuing to stretch.
"Not really," he shrugged, hanging his bag up on the wall beside the door and eyeing her appreciatively. These girls would be the death of him man, first Yanagi with that intentional up skirt to flash him, he just didn't know how she she knew to use the wind at that very moment and now this, "Hard to when the devils there are constantly eyeing me up like a juicy piece of meat."
His eyes drifted down to her stomach, her creamy skinned stomach. The wound she'd received from Satanael had healed up nicely in the last few weeks.
Apparently because she had holy power of her own it increased her recovery rate. Something to do with blessings and healing miracles. Irina wasn't really the best at explaining it to be honest.
It was incredibly useful for other things though.
For him especially.
"Oh, you don't need to worry about dinner tonight," Irina bounced up after a moment, it did delicious things to her chest and the twin tailed girl skipped over to the fridge, "I tried my hand at making something I think you'll really like and it turned out okay I think."
As she said that, she stopped beside him in front of the fridge and bent over at the waist as she opened it and peered inside.
Kaito stared at the way her full ass cheeks swallowed up the shorts she was wearing, 'She's not meaning it, so don't take it that way.' he scolded himself.
But the view was just that good. The temptation was there to just reach over and take a nice big handful. His self control had taken some real punishing from Yanagi earlier and had not recovered yet.
He was not ready for this double whammy.
Irina stood back up a moment later, bumping the fridge shut with her hip, beaming smile on her face as she presented a bowl in one hand and a small cake in the other, "Check it out, I made oyakodon to go along with your protein cake today, I figured since you like protein so much I'd make something with egg and chicken in it."
"You're a good girl huh?" Kaito shook his head and banished his lecherous thoughts, self control re-ignited, "Thanks a bunch." he smiled back at her.
"It's the least I can with all you're doing for me, hehe," Irina giggled, rubbing a finger over the top of her lip, before her expression turned serious as she looked him up and down, "…Is your magic doing okay? I can feel it building up again."
"More or less, I didn't have any real flare ups until I got back here," Kaito shrugged, "It's annoying but I can't really take care of it at school without the devils sensing it."
There was a limit to how far they could sense. Which meant he could dip out at lunch time and exhaust his magical power…if they weren't constantly watching him that was.
"Mou, they really need to stop being weirdo's, if they want to recruit you why can't they just come ask instead of stalking you like creeps?" Irina pouted with a sigh, then shook her head, "Do you want me to take care of it?"
"If you wouldn't mind." Kaito sighed himself, rubbing the back of his neck. Usually, he would have just went somewhere out of the way and exhaust it all, but that was kind of a problem when he knew he was constantly being watched.
He never knew when or where they were, because he still couldn't sense magic power, "I need to learn how to sense magic." he huffed.
"Yeah, it would help," Irina nodded in agreement, before grasping his shoulder and directing him over to where his table was, now with two chairs that he'd purchased since there were two of them here now and would need more sitting space, "I can teach you if you want? I'm pretty good at it."
….She could sense them for sure, she could tell when they weren't around. After all, she was teaching him how to use a sword with a couple bokken he'd pilfered from Kuoh's kendo club.
He at least needed to know the basics of wielding a blade, what with him having Arondight on hand and all.
"I'd be grateful if you could," Kaito said as he allowed her to direct him to sit on one of the chairs, "If I can sense them I can avoid them easier."
"I don't mind, we can do it in here even, so it'll be easier for you to learn!" the twin tailed girl said, before lowing herself to her knees in front of him, "Brace yourself Kaito-kun." she smiled up at him prettily, before grasping his hand with both of hers and making him extend his index finger out.
Which she wrapped her soft, pretty lips around, closing as her as eyes she focused.
He could feel a gentle, warm energy emit from her lips and enter his finger. As always, he couldn't get over how different her own energy felt to his own. If he had to describe his own, he would say it felt violent and rough, like water in the middle of a storm.
…She'd been doing this for him for over a week now, ever since she sensed the devils following him back and hanging around for a while to the point where he couldn't go somewhere and drain his magic power out. He'd off handedly mentioned he'd heard it was possible and she offered to try it.
And it had worked. He'd only said aloud that it was possible to suck the magic out, but Irina had been the one to figure out how to do it. And to explain it in simple terms, she basically injected her own holy power into his body and used it as a straw to suck out his own overflowing magic.
But, there were side effects.
Which included all his blood running south.
After all, he had a beautiful, voluptuous and fit older girl on her knees in front of him and suckling on his finger. And right now, he could see straight down her top into her abundantly deep cleavage.
'We must stay focused brothers!' a voice echoed in his mind.
Something his other self saw on the internet in his own world, but it helped.
Slightly.
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All things considered, it didn't take long for Irina to drain his magic power right down to nothing.
Instead of heading straight for the gym though, he ended up going through a few other things first. Like Irina trying to teach him the basics of sensing magic power.
…She wasn't the best teacher. And he definitely wasn't a prodigy of sensing magic because even after an hour of attempts, he was no closer to managing it.
Still, after that, Irina felt a little stir crazy and decided they should spar a bit with the bokken before dinner.
Suffice to say, he got his ass kicked and disarmed a bunch of times. When it came to sword wielding, he had a lot to learn before he got on Irina's level.
Granted, she had been training with a sword in hand before she was ten and had been training with Excalibur Mimic since she was fourteen when she first became a holy sword user.
It hurt his pride for sure, but the amazing oyakodon and protein cake she made for him, soothed that pain lightly.
With his pride spanked and his belly full of protein, Kaito left his home behind to make his way to his home away from away.
Of course, before he did, he'd had to get his magic power sucked out again because some of it had already recovered enough to be a problem.
"This might have been for the best actually." Kaito mused as he made his way towards the gym, passing by the banks of the small river in the middle of town.
After all…since he got held up so long with various things at home, it was already dark out. Which meant, there would be less people at the gym seeing as it was night.
Which meant less people to see him if he wanted to try and push himself a bit tonight.
"Hey kid, you wouldn't happen to have a lighter on you, would you?" a voice calling out stopped him in his tracks.
He did in fact have one stored in his Twice Critical. He'd yoinked it from a priest he beat up.
'Shit, I'll have some good stories to tell my grandkids one day,' Kaito snorted in amusement as he turned to the voice, at which point his amusement promptly faded, 'You've got to be fucking kidding me.' he thought, deadpan.
Down from the hill he was walking across, right beside the river was a man sitting on a chair, fishing pole in hand. It was a tall, broad shouldered man dressed in a casual kimono, with pitch black hair and the fringe a golden blonde.
He recognised him instantly.
A once twelve winged arch angel who could fight gods and win. The foremost living expert on the Sacred Gear System. The Governor General of the Grigori, Azazel.
"Don't you losers have a life beyond bothering me?" Kaito couldn't help it, the annoyance of the supernatural constantly hanging around if, finally got to him.
And he snapped.
"Oooh, you're a testy one aren't ya?" Azazel merely laughed, "What gave me away? I know I've suppressed my power totally, I've got this wicked cool gadget I made to do it so I don't need to bother with it actually."
"It was the stupid looking hair," Kaito huffed, glaring, "If you're gonna highlight your hair, do it all, not just colour the front, you look like somebody emptied a tub of mustard over your head."
"Ouch, that's a new one," Azazel winced, but didn't stop laughing, "Would you believe ol' pops made me this way and my hair is actually all natural?"
Kaito sighed.