You grabbed your sweater and pants since it was cold outside as winter approached Japan. You checked the time on your phone. It's just 1:30 in the afternoon. Not bad to have a brunch, and a stroll outside the house.
You sprayed some of your perfume, which accentuated your vibe. A real head-turner if you would ask me. You then grabbed your sandals, the bag that contained your AirPods and hygiene kit, and then checked yourself in the mirror.
"Hmm... who's looking good? I am looking good. Aaah I'm simping over myself here. I can't take my eyes off of my goddamn reflection. I just look so... sooooo good." You complimented yourself as you fan girl and simp over yourself WHILE posing in front of the mirror.
"I think my wife is being sexy and hot for me" A voice rang at the opened window
"Holy fuck..." You threw a book at his face
"Calm down baby girl, I mean no harm. Not now... but may I ask where are you going looking so pretty? A date? Hmm, don't you remember? We're married. But let me meet that guy-"
"Shut the fuck up and go away from the fucking window oldie."
"Hmm, and I thought my words would be swaying you, I guess not. But back to my question, where are you off to?"
"None of your business."
"Baby, I've seen you naked, of course it's my business."
As Satoru talked, you blushed and threw an empty plastic bottle to him.
It hit him.
"I guess you still have a long way to go. Say, I will go somewhere too, and would you mind if we take a stroll together? I mean it's okay for you to refuse, but you can't trust me without some communication right?" He made a coy smile
"Don't look at me like that." You then grew very comfortable in his presence.
"Waddya say baby?" He persuade you, wanting to walk with you down the town.
"I won't mind, I might need a body guard." You lightly joked him.
With that one sentence, all of Satoru's heavy burdens on his shoulders suddenly became light. As if he can just crush a planet on how happy he is right now. A walk with his wife? Whom he loved for a decade? He was just desperate to have you on his arms like he used to. But he became curious... why do you actually need a guard? Do you have any stalkers? Or the enemy already has their eyes on you...
"Hey girl, why do you exactly need a body guard? You alright?" He asked worriedly
' Hmm, I just sense something following me for a month now. They are not 1, or 2, nor 3. I sense 10 stuff following me around. I just can't pinpoint how many are they but I am sure they're many.'
"Ah, it's nothing. I was just playing around." You chuckled
"You sure?"
"Yeah, I am certain."
"So let's get going?" You asked him.
"Hmm, where will you exit? The window or the main door?" He asked jokingly.
"Are you serious?" You sighed.
"Sorry baby, I only know how to enter and exit through the window. And surely know how to get in between your legs-"
You threw your bag at him, which he gladly caught.
"Sure, I can bring it for you baby." He pulled his glasses down and gave you a wink
"No one's home, so you can exit through the front door." You walked behind him and closed the window.
"You smell, so good." He mumbled, but you heard it anyway
"Yeah, I know right?" You jokingly (sarcasticly) replied.
You lead him through the front door, as he walked with his hands over his head observing anything that was inside your home. The flower vase, the paintings, the television, your books on the table, EVERY SINGLE THING.
"I'm not hiding anything."
"I'm not asking, which means... you're really hiding something!" He smirked.
"Well, it seems like you're interrogating me with those goddamn questions." You retorted back.
"You seem to have a point. Nonetheless, I am handsome and I am the strongest Shaman in the world, so I am sure you'll be safe with me."
"Yeah, yeah right." You rolled your eyes as you locked the door behind the both of you and hiding the keys on the flower pot beside the door.
"Now you know where to get the keys whitey?" You asked him raising a bow.
"I prefer the window. So that you won't be jealous when your 'Mother' is going to be all over me when she sees a guy as handsome as me." He then has stars all around him as he styled his white hair. You, staring like a curious cat, it started to give you an ick but you just rolled your eyes.
"Damn, he's so tall..." You whispered to yourself, which Satoru heard
He smirked.
"My dick is tall too baby, maybe even girthier than me."
"You fuck head, don't talk to me." You walked pass by him as he followed you smiling
"hEy- OoOoiIi, wAiT fOr MeEeEe" He shouted.
"You can walk faster than me." You shouted back
"And can surely thrust faster than any guys who piqued your interest." He caught up with you and carried you bridal style while he flew.
"so, where is my baby heading?" He asked.
"At the 'Blah Blah Restaurant'. " You replied.
"Oh, my students are also headed there. Maybe I could introduce them to you." He smiled
"Oh.. alright...but wait... why the hell are we flying?! PUT ME DOWN YOU PIECE OF SHIT, YOU FRICKING WHITE HAIRED OLD MAN!!!"
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𝙉𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙤 偽者 (𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡)
AdventureA sequel to the previous book that I wrote. Y/N Geto (Suguru's Sister) Nisemono... An impostor. A person who manipulates the players of the game. The one who pulls strings behind the stage. The false, fake, artificial version of the real deal. Find...
