Peko Pekoyama

As the sky turned more bright and as the sand started getting warmer it started getting more and more light and it was almost time to put an end to it for now: that was what one Peko Pekoyama thought as she eased her run. She sighed and walked under a palm tree, it was cooler there and she could take a nice and long breather.

The sun already peaked from beyond the horizon and Peko had to squint to not get blinded. She had run without her shoes or long socks so her little toes were quite sandy and cold - something she didn’t mind as a hard workout meant better results. She was a bit of a hard-case.

“I should get back to the others…” She thought to herself as she cleaned her toes. She looked up again and took in the beautiful sunrise, it’s shining invigorating spirit filling her whole body with energy. She almost felt like training with her sword, but regressed as she should rather meet the others on breakfast. She had to walk a bit on her bare feet and enjoyed the relaxing warm sand between her toes. She found her neatly folded socks and shoes where she left them and something most peculiar.

Peko was the type of girl who didn’t really like company, but it seemed as if someone had been following her - they left their note-book behind. “I have to be careful, the traitor is still amongst us.” She thought and pulled her long pantyhose’s back on while being weary of any movement around her - she always carried her sword with her, for self-defence and to protect the young master if need be.

She didn’t see anyone in the time it took her to dress back up fully. She couldn’t help but feel a bit dumbfounded - why would someone just leave their note-book behind? She took it and noticed a very provocative set of words written on the cover: “Sex note”. Obviously she also checked the insides, but there was nothing inside, just empty pages.

Peko couldn’t believe her eyes and bit her teeth - someone was making fun of her! She couldn’t fully understand the meaning of it, and decided to show it off during breakfast - maybe someone else could make sense of it.

She came late to the breakfast and apologized like she should. “And at what expense did you think you should get the three whole minutes of time not with us?” Byakuya, an authoritative and mostly annoying person in Peko’s eyes - he even examined her sword once, the pig.

“I found this.” Peko showed the note-book to the others getting mixed reactions. “What’s it say, hey, I can’t read that…” Kazuichi, a quite simple guy, moaned, not to Peko’s liking either.

“It says ‘Sex note’, dip-shit. If you didn’t keep your eyes on those machines you could maybe see three feet, grease monkey.” That was young master, Peko’s superior and a long time… friend. He appeared harsh, but to Peko he had always been very kind and forgiving.

“Oh my, whatever might this mean! Is this porno? Or, better yet, hentai?” It was the excited, but often unfortunately timed voice of Sonia, a princess, Peko couldn’t see anything very great about her though.

“Don’t look, lady Sonia! Your eyes are too pure for that!” Kazuichi screamed.

“Peko, where did you find that? Do you know what that means?” young master intruded, making Peko put the note-book on the table, and the big fat bossy Byakuya was quick to snatch it for close inspection.

“I found it next to my clothes just now.” Peko didn’t like to talk so openly before so many people about a perverted thing like this, but currently she had ****.

“It is empty, what is the meaning of this? Did you make this? Whatever it is it feels disgusting.” Byakuya dropped the note-book on the table and Sonia grabbed it and started turning the pages. “No hentai? How disappointing, Japanese porngraphy is so interesting in it’s own right…”

“Give me that! You can’t look at stuff like that!” The problematic mechanic cut in and took the book off of the blonde princess’ delicate hands. “Huh, yeah… It’s empty, that’s weird…”

There were other’s of course, but they didn’t show such interest in the book, so Peko took it for further study. She ate well and went back to her nice and neat room. She didn’t hate sleeping here on the island, but would often find herself longing for a chance to tell her master good night - too bad she was ordered to not be seen with him for business reasons.