《Owning a cute little pet》I'm a proactive pervert?
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We woke up early in the morning and immediately prepared to move out from the hotel. The staff was slightly panicking at the sight of our sudden departure, after all we had booked their most expensive room and now we were leaving almost a whole week before schedule.
I don’t think their boss would leave them off if we were unsatisfied…
I managed to calm them down though and explained to them that my parents-in-law had changed plans and were expecting us in Kyoto. Strangely that explanation worked better than I though and I got condescending looks from the mainly female staff members.
I guess that felt bad for me?
Wondering how I received this much sympathy for basically nothing, we left the hotel and got picked up by Shojiro who was driving one of Uncle Yamato’s cars. It was a nice, relatively expensive German fabric that made me a little proud about my homelands famous craftsmanship.
From the hotel he drove us straight to the train station and left the car there to follow us to the already waiting train. Our arrival was slightly late, and we could have missed the train if it wasn’t for the good traffic situation at that morning.
Feeling lucky that we even made it, we took the train and went on the rather long and honestly boring journey to Kyoto. For some reason they couldn’t just build the new capital next to the old one, no, instead Kyoto and Tokyo where damn far apart!
Well at least I thought it would be a boring journey. Unfortunately, at least in my opinion it was unfortunately, as soon as we entered our compartment we met a certain girl. It looks like I can’t even take a train without meeting her, hm?
It was the lunatic from before.
Well I said I was going to take care of her, but I didn’t expect to see her again so soon…
Shojiro and our two bodyguards tensed up when they noticed the unwelcomed intruder to our little party. Of course, they knew that I had been attacked on a train, but they did not know that it was this girl who had attacked me. Nonetheless they had to be careful seeing some unknown person appearing in a private compartment.
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Shiina wrinkled her forehead but remained silent. Mei on the other hand was quite straight forward.
“What the FUCK are YOU doing here?”, she asked with a threatening voice. Her whole body had tensed up and she looked like a angry kitten about to pounce on a dog.
“W-wa….”, the girl hadn’t noticed that six people were standing at the door until Mei had spoken. When she finally realized that she was being stared on my three grim looking yakuza she began to sweat.
“W-wait, I can explain!”, she said hurriedly.
I had noticed this before, but her English was reeaaaaly good for someone from japan. After all they were famous for having one of the worst English accents in the world.
I sighed already annoyed by the situation. Truthfully I was already tensed up enough thinking about having to meet Shiina’s and Kyoka’s parents so soon. This lunatics appearance was too much for me to bear right now.
Despite that I shook my head.
“Calm down guys, we will settle this peacefully.”, for once I seemed to have some authority over the two girls. It’s funny, they call me their owner, but in truth it’s them who are constantly manipulating me…
Thinking about this my expression turned sour and I threw the two of them dark looks. They responded with puzzled faces. Well it would have been surprising if they could follow my train of thought.
Meanwhile that girl, I didn’t know her name yet, was becoming more and more nervous the more time went by. I could see that she was just about to cry. Honestly I had no idea what the heck she was doing here, but I still felt a little pity for her.
“So what do you want here?”, I asked with a relatively calm voice. A tiny bit of annoyance remained in my tone though and served to intimidate her even more.
“I-I’m here…em… I… am…”, she started but couldn’t seem to get her thoughts into order.
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I sighed again. My annoyance gradually turned into compassion. That poor girl was crazy, but her past was certainly hell, so I could understand it. Right now she seemed to be here for help and I wanted to give it to her.
“First off all, what is your name.”, I helped her with a slight, calming smile on my lips.
It seemed to work as she stopped shacking.
“I’m Tomoe Hakari. It’s an honor to meet you again Ryan-sama!”, while she spoke she suddenly jumped up from her seat and prostrated herself on the ground.
“Thank you for paying for my hospital bills. I cannot thank you enough. Also, I want to apologize for attacking you on the train my brain… I wasn’t quite myself back then.”, while she said all of this she continued to prostrate, her forehead firmly pressed on the ground.
I was sure that I didn’t want to know how she knew my name, but her apology was sincere, so I overlooked that scary fact. On the other hand, I was quite sure that she wasn’t here just to apologize.
“Is this all you wanted?”, since I wanted to get this through before the train moved (otherwise I would have to take her with us) I was very straightforward while asking this.
For some reason Tomoe began to tremble at my words. At first I was confused and worried that I had triggered some kind of trauma of hers, then I noticed that her head had flushed. With my luck I immediately knew what was about to happen.
“Please don’t tell me…”, I said with a pained expression.
Seriously, how come I attract perverts by just walking around???
Tomoe spoke.
“Your punch… I-I know I’m a sick bitch, but I cannot forget how you have punched and kicked my dirty womb. Ever since that… accident I have ceased to be a normal girl and have changed into a pain loving female dog.
The hospital and police said that you offered to take care of me so…”
The more she said the worse my headache became. Before she could say anything else I turned to face Shiina.
“She is NOT going to become a concubine.”, I said with a firm expression. This was one think I wouldn’t compromise on.
To my surprise Shiina nodded.
“She is not going to become like Mei or my sister.”
I nodded.
“I hoped you could make me your dog.”, Tomoe continued her sentence not minding the short exchange between Shiina and me.
I looked down on her prostrating body and for some time I was silent. Shiina was about to say something but I interrupted before she had any chance to do so.
“Fine.”, I said with a firm nod.
“If you want to you can become my dog. Be my bitch and I will show you a sort of pain you could have never imagined.”
I got weird stares from every person except Tomoe. Shiina stared at me, her yaw almost falling on the ground. Mei had to laugh from the very absurdity of what had just happened while Shojiro was looking like he wanted to facepalm himself.
The two other yakuza where simply staring at me. I was quite sure that they were cursing Mr. Hawatabe for sending them as my bodyguards.
I didn’t mind their stares.
For once I was the proactive, disgusting pervert!
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