039. Goof off and go visit the Northern watchtower.

I decided to enjoy this nice summer day the same way as yesterday. I lazily walked down the street, trying to avoid Natsumi and play guardian of the city as I went to cast my gaze out on the rocky hills north of here. I was in a good mood and everyone else I meet seemed to be in one too.

"Good morning, Kenji," an older woman said as I walked by her.

"Morning," I said back happily reflecting my good mood. I couldn't think of her name, but I knew I'd seen her before. As I walked I got several more happy greetings from every person I passed. Sure I was iconically the only man in town, but something was strange. Some of these women had never spoken to me before, but suddenly they were almost going out of their way to say hello.

I just slipped past the last building in town as I was about to get to the watchtower when I heard, "Kenji!" I groaned and turned to see Natsumi had already spotted me. Damn, she has the eyes of an eagle! She wasn't screaming and yelling yet, but I was sure it was coming any second. "Going up in the watchtower again?" she asked. I stammered, looking for a good excuse to be here, but unless I was leaving town I had no other reason for being here. Then she surprised me by asking pleasantly, "Want some company?"

This completely threw me. At first, I wasn't sure how to respond, thinking this was somehow a trick. "No, I'll be fine. I just…"

"No, that's okay," Natsumi, a woman who I'd always know as a brute and a bully to me spoke now like a friend. "The view is beautiful from up there." Then she turned and just walked away, "See you later, Kenji."

That was bizarre. I scaled up the ladder and resumed my post, looking out on the world beyond and let the wind rustle my hair. The view was amazing and I did love it up here. It was the one place I could forget the whole town behind me and imagine I was someplace, anyplace else.

A few hours passed and the sun reached its peak in the sky when I heard someone climbing the ladder behind me. I went to see and saw the little purple-haired maid, Chizu coming up with a bag in her teeth. "Here, let me get that for you," I offered and took the package to make her last few steps up easier.

"Thank you, Kenji-sensei," she said softly, "Chizu made food for Kenji-sensei."

"Oh," I said looking at the bag. "You made me lunch?" Chizu nodded and bowed. "Oh, well thank you Chizu, you didn't have to do that."

"Chizu know Kenji-sensei here and wanted to make Kenji-sensei happy," she said and then took the bag gently from me and unpacked it on a stool. There was a small bowl of rice and beans, a small glass container of dark liquid, and a slice of bread. This was a veritable feast for a midday meal for me.

"Wow! This looks delicious. Thanks, Chizu!" I said as I plopped right down on the wooden floor in front of her and began wolfing down her food. Then a funny thought struck me. Chizu would have to have gotten by Natsumi as well to come up here, and with the risk of her running away, I doubted she never would have let her come this far unattended. "Chizu, how did you get past Natsumi?" I said with my mouth half full.

"Chizu said she was coming to please Kenji-sensei," she said softly.

For a funny moment, I thought she was saying she was coming to be a whore for me, but then I thought about the food. "Oh, right, well yes." I lifted up the bowl of rice and beans and said, "This food is very pleasing to me." Then I tipped it up to my mouth to conceal my face from hers.

"And Chizu is dessert," she then said in her same sing-song childish softness.

"You mean you brought dessert also?" I asked, figuring she was confusing her words again.

"No," was all she said in a curious voice before she pulled up her little maid's skirt and spread her legs, showing me she wasn't wearing panties as I could see clearly her bare hairless young pussy. She was technically old enough to probably be a woman in fact, but to me, she still looked like a child. Her chest was still completely flat as were her hips. I wanted to say no right on the spot, but the sight of a girl offering her pussy to me was just too riveting.

"Chizu want Kenji-sensei to be happy and make Chizu happy too," she explained, and then to emphasize her point she took one hand and started fingering her tiny girlish pussy, allowing me to hear the sticky squish of her wetness. She had clearly come up here to seduce me and for as young as she looked I knew she was only a few years younger than me.

Then something inside me purrs in excited hunger, <Mmmmmmm….>

Immediately I knew something was wrong. She shouldn't be doing this. She might be trying to trick me to be able to escape. Or maybe this was a sick joke that she was ordered to do by Azami or Setsuko. I couldn't think straight watching this cute little girl fingering herself. Then she took her gooey fingers from her snatch and held them up to me. "Kenji-sensei, please tell Chizu if she is good…" she begged me.