057. Say Azami is better.

"Azami, you are amazing," I whisper unable to take my eyes away from that divine goddess' ass, hoping that by my will alone she’d lift up that dress just a little more and let me see even more.

"Kenji…" Setsuko whispered next to me, trying again to lure my attention away from her alluring mother’s shamelessly lewd posterior, but to no effect, since that was when my dreams were answered and the hem of the dress rose up past the bottom of her ass and I could see the black lace panties that were the only thing now concealing her sex from me. With her hands now gliding up and down that thin semitransparent material, there was no **** on Earth that could have broken my gaze.

"Say I’m the sexiest woman you’ve ever seen," she playfully demanded and I quickly complied.

"There is no one as sexy as you," I gasped hoping to be rewarded for my eager words with a glimpse of what lay beneath that wondrous cloth.

"KENJI!" I heard Kouki shout and everything stopped. There I was, snuggled up to Setsuko watching her mother’s ass dance before me with my sister standing in the doorway.

"No, it’s…" I jumped trying to move, but had to disentangle myself from Setsuko’s arms. "It’s not what you think," I said, though I wasn’t really sure what it was, or what she thought it was. Well, I guess it was what she thought, and I couldn’t really believe it was, but then she ran off.

"Wait, Kouki!" I yelled and chased after her leaving the two seductive Takahashi’s behind. Damn, what was I doing? I should just go back and ignore Kouki, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do that. Why did she always have to ruin everything?

I finally caught up with her just outside my house and hauled on her arm to get her to stop running. "Kouki!" I yelled again, ready to shout out my frustration until I saw her tears. She refused to look at me, her cheeks wet with the tears flowing down, and with it, my unreasonable rage was washed away and I took her in my arms.

"I’m sorry, Kouki," I welled. "I don’t know what’s going on, but everything is getting so confusing." Then I was crying too. For many long minutes, she just stood there and we cried together in the setting sun. I didn’t have any answers to where we went from here, but just letting it all out and holder her felt so right and purifying.

"I cleaned up the katana," Kouki whispered into my chest.

"What?" I said, finally letting her go.

Her tears had bees sopped up somewhat by my shirt, but she was still glossy eyed as she looked up at me. "All the blood…" She didn’t need to say anything more and just pushed away from me gently and I let her walk beside the house to where she pulled up the katana I’d used last night. It was clean now, as she had said, and she handed it to me. "You need to return it, then come back and have dinner with Hazuka and me."

"What?" I asked again, somehow even more confused.

"Oh, there you are," Hazuka said peeking her head out my window. "Are we about to eat or what?" she asked impatiently.

"Kenji just has something to do first, but I’m coming right in to cook," was all my sister said smiling as she went inside and started chatting with our friend. We used to have Hazuka over more often, so clearly this was just a friendly social evening, but I still couldn’t help but feel there was something important going on that she hadn’t yet told me about.

I looked down at the beautiful sword in my hands and knew Kouki was right. I really should go out and return it, but I could do that later. I walked over to the hidden stash of riches I still had and looked down at the massive gem and coins that I still had and considered doing something else first.