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Chapter 22 by Sexdream Sexdream

DUN DUN DUUUUN! Is Kimihito dead!? does this fic end here!?

Nope.

"I really thought I was gonna die," Kimihito admitted on the phone, all bandaged up as he rode Centorea's back back towards his place. Luckily, he had thought to grab some extras while at the store, so there were some in his groceries, which they had gone back to retrieve. "Good thing the sword was fake..."

"Well, you DID try and arrest a criminal by yourself," Smith remarked from the other end. "That was reckless. But seriously, we wouldn't let Centorea carry a real weapon! By the way, where's Centorea now?"

"About that..." Kimihito said.

"Oh? You wanted to apply to be her host?" Smith beamed. "Well then, I'll just go ahead and get those documents done then! Thanks for making my life a little easier!"

'Like you need any help with that,' Kimihito groused at the agent mentally. "We're just heading back now."

"Perfect! Is she carrying you on her back?"

"Yeah, why?" he asked.

"Oh, just making sure the deal was essentially sealed on her end too. Back riding for centaurs is kind of an intimate thing. Enough that doing so without their consent is viewed about the same as **** to them..."

Kimihito shuddered violently at that idea. Good thing he got Centorea's consent first... Wrapping up the phone call, he turned back to Centorea, who was carrying his groceries as his home came into view. "Hey, Centorea, before we go in, about my place..." he started to say.

"Cerea," she said, much to his confusion. "Call me Cerea... It's the name those closest to me use," she explained. "And I should apologize for getting you caught up in my own pursuit of justice, and getting you injured, protecting me with your own body and life. It was very noble of you though..." she added.

"Cerea huh?" he mused. "Definitely a little easier..."

"That was the first time a man has laid his life in the line for me since coming to this country . Because of that, I Centorea Shianus, pledge my loyalty and feality to you. Do you accept these words?" Centorea, or Cerea, asked, opening his front door.

"...of course!" he nodded, forgetting what he had been about to tell her about his home... Namely, the two other residents...

How does this meeting go?

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