⟨ 十 ⟩

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CHAPTER 10

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CHAPTER 10

❝ I'LL ONLY HURT YOU IF YOU LET ME ❞

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I'LL ONLY HURT YOU IF YOU LET ME

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IT HAS BEEN about a week since we all left the house. Akaza frequently visits during midnight since he claims his presence is needed by someone stronger than him in a certain place. Even if I asked him about it, he refuses to tell me a single thing, but I guess it was to keep my girls and I safe from anything. It might be something that involved a larger group of demons or someone stronger than Akaza.

And while he's gone during the day, I mostly stay at home with my girls. The house Akaza had built was deep into the forest, and was certainly far away from civilization, though if I walk straight up north then I could reach a marketplace. I often go there to buy food since we are still human, Akaza is the one who brings home the money. Although I don't exactly know where he gets the money from, I have an inkling that it involves killing rich old men, much like what he did when we first met.

My girls were absolutely happy that they need not do any more errands, they didn't need to run around the streets to buy things, to get things, to carry things, and many more. They're doing what they love now and I fully support them and help them with whatever they want to do.

Hazuki wanted to learn how to cook properly, so I thought her some of the things I knew from my earlier days of just being a servant to Ririko. She wanted to learn how to knit, how to paint, and how to do calligraphy. And I'd teach her every afternoon.

Meanwhile Hizuki had become closer to Akaza, with her fast developing interest towards martial arts. She always said she was in awe of the samurais that often visited the other geishas. I remember one of my less disliked client being a samurai, and she was always excited whenever she'd get to see him. Akaza would be the one teaching her martial arts, and I'd often sit outside to watch them, calling them back in after an hour or two to eat dinner.

Two days after our arrival, I decided to tell my girls of who and what I truly am. It took a lot of courage and I thought they would immediately be upset but it surprised me how accepting they were. Hazuki was initially shocked but Hizuki quickly chimed in that she already knew from how much I avoided dressing and undressing with both of them in my room.

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