The Snow Ashikabi

The winging of two

"Saya, I'm back!"  Haruhime's voice resonates as the elevator doors swing open. I look up at her from my position on the sofa.

"Did you get Daisuke something nice to wear?" 

She has a bag in her hand, which she throws on the sofa next to me. She pulls out a blue shirt that could be considered semi-formal and black pants. "Will this do Saya?" She asks with her head tilted to the side, with a finger on her lips. 

"Yes, Daisuke should still be in the bath. Take those clothes and lay them out where he can see them. " 

"Right!"  She runs towards the bathroom. 

20 minutes later… Daisuke comes into the room wearing the new clothes and looking much better. Considering he looked like shit before, that is. I Look at the clock on the wall in-between Matsu's room and the bathroom. It's "4:07", we still have approximately 4 and a half hours until Honoka is ready to make an appearance. 

"What's the occasion? I'm confused. Is there a reason why you laid out clothes for me to wear?" 

"Just thought you'd look good like that!" I reply to deflect the subject."Come join us, Ya-chan should be starting dinner soon."

While Haruhime had gone shopping, I let Akitsu pick something to watch. Somehow she had settled on an action movie marathon. One that included Lady Snowblood one and two. 

Yahan waits  until the end of the second Lady Snowblood to start dinner. I myself had never been one for action movies, but Akitsu seemed oddly content watching them despite not showing much emotion over them. 

Matsu sits reading a book, I glance at the title,"Deviant Truth." The title combined with a picture on the cover said exactly what the book was about. A woman who had her kimono hanging off her shoulders as if she was stripping ment only one thing, a cheesy erotic novel. 

Haruhime had been cheering for the female lead the entire time, as she exacted Revenge on those who had wronged her family. The only person missing was Kazehana, which I was grateful for. 

I lean over to Matsu and whisper, "where is Kazehana?"

"Yahan gave her a bottle of the wine you bought at the supermarket, on the condition that she remains in the upstairs bedrooms. I assume she is up there drinking herself into a stupor. " 

The next movie to play was Tokyo Drifter, about halfway into the movie Yahan calls "dinner!"

I look at my watch, 10 minutes left until Honoka makes her appearance. As always the smell of Yahan's food was mouth watering. I look up to see everyone heading towards the kitchen. Just as everyone disappeared into the dining room, the sound of the elevator echoed through the penthouse. Honoka was a few minutes early.

"Welcome to my home, Honoka!"  I say turning to see the elevator doors slide open. 

"Thanks, Adjuster-sama! It looks really nice!" She replies. 

She has on black strapless dress that looks amazing. It hugged her curves in just the right places, and stopped in a slightly poofy hem just above her knees. Her long pumpkin colored hair has been curled and is flowing down her back. 

Fuck! I can't have her calling me Adjuster-sama during dinner. That would raise multiple questions I definitely don't want to deal with right now. " Honoka! Please call me Saya! " 

"Yes Ad-... Saya! "She says as I grab her hand and lead her into the dining hall. 

Upon entering the dining room I see Daisuke and my girls standing in the room awkwardly staring at the table. Only two plates are set on the left end of the table. The room is dimly lit with only a large candle between the two plates full of food. Yahan escorts Daisuke to one of the plates, and I quickly escort Honoka to the other.