Chapter Twenty-One: Mikado:
They know my secret now.
“He called you a tadpole. What does that mean?” Seiji asked. I froze, the words choked up in my throat. Masaomi held me while Celty had to explain everything. This was it. Would they all hate me and start to kill me? I felt like I was going to faint. There was so much going on on that roof. Hashimoto-san finally gave into her hunger. They all knew my secret. An amanojaku tried to kill me. Seiji was possessed by a demon. There was so much around me that I thought I was going to faint.
That’s not the only problem I have on my hands.
Yes, there was the issue with Anri.
Lately, I don’t have the need to sleep anymore. This has left my alone in my thoughts while Sonohara-san and Masaomi are asleep in my apartment. I don’t like it. Especially when I am starting to remember more things. Not just Chou Mori. But… My stomach turns as I say this… my conquests.
A pair hands rubbed on my shoulders. I couldn’t mistake the smell of that perfume if I tried.
“Good evening,” a woman’s voice purred in my ear. My body went stiff.
“What are you doing here, Cheri-san?” I asked. I could see her looking at me out of the corner of my eye. She smiled like a hungry fox.
“I heard you aren’t a virgin anymore,” she said. When she said that, I began to remember all of the girls I had slept with. Now, I am not like Yukio-san or Rokujo-san. I was not in a good place at the time.
“Don’t,” I said, pushing Cheri away.
“Aw, what’s the matter?” she asked. “You can’t undo what you did. This wasn’t the first time you took her flower, you know.” I shut down my computer.
“Don’t remind me,” I muttered. Each encounter played back in my head. The more I think about them, the more I shudder.
“Why are you even here?” I asked.
“Aw, yes,” Cheri said. “First as you have seen, there are demons that are trying to kill you.” I looked up at her, frowning.
“Is that it?” I asked.
“No, there will be more,” she said. “Just be on your guard.”
“Thank you,” I said. Judging by the smile on her face, I could tell that she wanted to say something sexual. I sighed and dropped my shoulders.
“Go on, spit it out,” I said. Cheri repressed a giggle.
“You know me well, don’t you?” she asked. She leaned forward, tucking her light purple hair behind her ear.
“I know you are still green, but darling, your technique in bed could use some work,” Cheri said in a low voice. My face turned bright red.
“That’s okay, I can help you,” she said. I frantically shook my head.
“No way!” I said. “You are not going to try that one on me again.” Cheri just waved me off.
“No, no, I’m going to do all of that,” she said. “Just turn on the computer and I will show you.”