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Chapter 19 by Stormdragon19 Stormdragon19

What does the morning bring?

A booby traffic accident.

Kimihito was walking down the street, hands full of groceries and Sex Note in his jacket pocket. Thanks to Papi's new heated ass, Miia actually woke up in a reasonable time for him to hit the early morning Grocery run. Feeding these two girls was going to be expensive, and he was going on daily grocery runs. "Maybe I could use the sex note to help with the food expenses, maybe Papi could lay chicken eggs...?" He pondered to himself, walking down the side road as he passed by a sign warning about a rash of pickpocketing in the area. He considered briefly having the girls being able to survive off his cum, but dismissed it quickly. It seemed a bit mean... He could probably think about it more back hoOOAAAAH- His head had suddenly been struck by something soft before he was launched through the air, landing with a dull *thud*.


"It apparent I met someone! 'Tis certain to be fate! My name is Centorea Shianus! A member of the highly esteemed centaur race! Thou art the man surely fated to become my Master! ...Hmm?" Kimihito heard the large vehicle(?) that had hit him say, disoriented and facing away post collision. It took a few minutes of recovery and meeting the speaker (who was in fact a centaur) before processing her declaration. He called Ms. Smith to ask about her, and she explained she had permission to look out alone to look for a host family. He heard a yawn through the phone, then she said it was her day off and hung up.

Mental note: use sex note to find punishment for her laziness or actually make her helpful. He thought as he resumed retrieving the spilled groceries. "Apologies for the intrusion, Sir." Centorea said, helping to pick up the groceries. "I guess one should not look too lightly upon Japan's Magic Charms!" When Kimihito tilted his head at her, she continued. " 'When one runs into an intersection and bumps into someone, they are your Fated One!' 'Tis a Japanese fortune telling magic charm, is it not?"

"That wasn't a bump, it was a Traffic Accident!" Kimihito yelled in frustration, before sighing. "Anyway, I'm not your fated one, and it's not some magic charm or anything, it's a really old manga cliché."

"WH-WHAT!? Was it because I failed to hold a piece of toast in my mouth!? How careless of me..." She exclaimed, clenching her fist in a dramatic display of frustration. Where did she learn about Japanese culture!? Is she one who researched this country through manga and anime and thought it was real? Kimihito thought to himself. At least she hadn't meant any harm, and he had survived with no real harm done...

"In any case, why are you looking for your destined partner so early in the morning?" Kimihito asked. It was still before 8, he had grabbed his groceries from a 24/7 place for that reason. "Ah yes, well..."

"MWAHAHAHA!" "Ahh! Thief!" Their attention was immediately drawn to a guy on a motorized scooter, who had just swiped a passing woman's purse and was about to hit Kimihito.

"Look out!" Centorea quickly grabbed him and pulled him aside, his head stuffed between her massive breasts. "Lily-livered Knave! He but increases the ledger of his sins!" She looked down to see the man she'd just rescued grasping at her breasts. Blushing hard she extracted him from her bosom to let him breathe again, facing away from him in embarrassment. "Pray forgive me!" She asked, Kimihito returning air to his lungs. She definitely wasn't wearing a bra on her massive chest.

"I-in any case, this is none other than the pickpocket wreaking terror in these lands! As an honorable centaur, I cannot allow this behavior to stand!" She pulls a sword (was that real!?) from a sheathe, she pointed it dramatically. "Upon this blade! I vow that I shall capture this Fiend! But in accordance with Interspecies Cultural Exchange Accord, I may not apprehend this fiend myself. Therefore I sought the destined Master who will fight by my side." She finished, sheathing her blade.

Shouldn't you be more concerned about the law against carrying weapons? Kimihito thought to himself. He was actually willing to help, but he took the time to look over this Centorea figure. Her breasts were huge, she seemed really into that Chivalric knight stuff, and seemed to learn about Japan from anime and manga... How should he handled this

Does he help? or does he have a choice?

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