Seirei Tsukai no Blade Dance:Volume2 Chapter1 Draft
Part 1
"U...h..."
Areishia Spirit Academy, Raven Class dormitory.
In a room, illuminated by the morning sun, Kazehaya Kamito woke up.
(Hn, If I remember correctly, there will be a team battle in the morning.)
Usually, he would enjoy a bit more time dozing off, however, today he could not do so.
He had enough of being late and getting lectured by the teacher, Freya.
Planning to fold the sheets and get up, he reached out both hands, only to—
*Funyuu*.
Feel them touch something soft.
(What is this? It's small, tender... a little cold, but feels good.)
*Funyuu*. *Funyuu*.
Half awake, he played with the mysterious soft thing within the palms of his hands, when-
"You finally woke up, Kamito."
"..."
A voice made him freeze.
A beautiful, nude girl was sitting on his chest.
Her silver hair glittered in the morning sun. Her tight bare skin was white like milk.
She was small, but had all the necessary curves. The girl's figure was ideal.
She looked at Kamito with her mysterious violet eyes, her face expressionless.
"What's the matter? You're not going to play with my breasts anymore?"
"... Owaaaaa!"
Kamito straightened flustered and pointed at the beautiful girl before him,
"Wh...Wh...What are you doing!? Or rather why are you nude?!"
"I'm not nude, I'm properly wearing knee socks."
Straddling Kamito's abdomen she raised her knees to show him.
Startled by that, mysteriously erotic, action, Kamito looked away flustered.
"No, that's worse! Because compared to nude, knee socks nude is even, err, ...that!"
"Do you want me to take off my knee socks? Kamito... pervert."
While the beautiful silver haired girl stayed expressionless, she bashfully rubbed her knees.
He did not understand why she reacted like that but, somehow, to this spirit, showing her bare feet seemed more embarrassing.
Yes. This snow fairy like beautiful girl was not human.
She was the Sword Spirit Est.
'She was an extremely powerful 'Sealed Spirit' that made a spirit contract with Kamito a few days ago.
But in her current condition, she could not exhibit even around a tenth of her original strength.
Within his sub consciousness, Kamito was rejecting the spirit contract with her and as a result, she became unable to return to Astral Zero where her real form was.
"A...Anyway, move aside Est!"
"Roger, Kamito."
Although Est seemed a little dissatisfied, she obediently moved.
She was squirming on the sheet. ...The sensation of her soft thighs was bad for his heart.
While scratching his bed hair in relief, Kamito finally got up and at that moment.
*Chuu*.
"...!?"
It took him completely by surprise and lasted only several seconds. Then, their lips gently separated. His cheeks turned red.
"You... Wh...What are you doing all of a sudden?!"
"A wake up kiss, Kamito."
Est answered expressionlessly.
"Why do such—"
"Because it's unfair you only kissed Claire. Is it that you don't want to do it with me?"
Hearing Est's blaming tone, Kamito softened his voice.
"You s...saw, didn't you? ...That."
"Yes. Because, at that moment, I was also there."
"...Ah, come to think of it, that is right."
Kamito immediately recalled that moment and sighed heavily.
A week ago, that time when he fought the frenzied militarized spirit in Academy Town.
Est was certainly there— in the form of a sword of his elemental waffe.
It seemed that the moment, when Claire kissed the exhausted due to the loss of energy boy to wake him up, was being observed.
It was certain that it awakened him in one shot, however... now that he thought about it, it was also extremely embarrassing.
"I heard that a kiss is an official ritual of a spirit contract. In that case, Est too."
Est gently brushed her silver hair hanging by her cheeks.
She closed her eyes, pouted slightly pitifully her cherry-blossom colored lips and slowly brought her face near him.
"So, why did it turn out like this?"
"It's only natural and it’s within my rights. After all, I'm Kamito's contracted spirit."
"...!"
Although she was an extremely strong Sealed Spirit, whose power, was at the moment concealed, Est's current appearance was that of an ordinary cute girl.
After being approached like this, Kamito couldn’t stop his heart from beating faster, so instead he…
"He...Hey, Est..."
"Please close your eyes, master."
Est brought her face closer in one motion. Their noses were almost touching now and he could smell her sweat scent and feel the tickle of her breath.
Just before her rose bud like lips were about to touch his...
"Kamito, there's a team battle this morning, so be sure to make breakfast more luxurious than—"
"...!"
*Bam!* The bathroom door was slammed opened and there—
"Wh...Wh...Wh...Wh..."
A beautiful red-haired girl stood. Her ruby-colored eyes were wide open as she took in the scene before her.
The girl’s body was wrapped in a bath towel which hugged her gentle curves tightly.
There was white steam rising from her, slightly cherry blossom colored after being washed, skin.
Her breasts were definitely of a child's size, but these small mounds were also plenty charming.
From the tips of her soaking wet red hair, drops of water were falling onto the floor.
On the bed, before her was nude… no, knee sock nude Est.
That is when time froze.
"Claire... Y...You're mistaken, this is...!"
The flustered boy chose that moment to stand up and try to explain.
*Gogogogogogo...!*
"Wh...What are you doing, you perverted sex maniac——!"
"Guoo!"
A leather whip, used for training animals, came flying all of a sudden and landed a clean hit on his chin.
Kamito wrapped the bed sheets around his body as fell to the floor.
"I...I've misjudged you, you licentious brute, beast!"
While holding onto the bath towel with one hand, the girl approached briskly the boy, squirming on the floor, and forcefully trampled on his head with the heel of her bare foot.
Claire Rouge.
She was his classmate and, by some twist of fate, Kamito was tied to her by a master-servant contract.
At least she had a ridiculously cute face and was a beautiful girl. She had however… an extremely brutal personality.
"Wh...What-What were you doing? Hey, just now, what were you doing with that Sword Spirit?"
*Pishii, pishii, pishiii!*
"Hey, wait, stop ... guoo!"
It was a tempest of whips that relentlessly swung downwards. Her bristled red hair was just like blazing flames.
And during this constant onslaught of devastating whip blows…
Kamito saw it. He saw it fully.
"Wa...Wait...Claire, isn't that bad?"
And then, as he realized, what it was that he saw, he had to say it. For her own sake.
By the way, when it was about things like this, Kamito turned into a strangely honest and blunt person.
"...? What?"
Her clear ruby colored pupils sternly looked down on Kamito.
"Erm, this angle ... is err, very revealing."
"Eh?"
Claire blinked as she placed her foot on Kamito's head.
That is when she finally realized it.
Kamito lay on the floor, with her foot on his head, and through the opening of her towel he could see her exposed tight.
"...!"
Claire's whole body felt hot from embarrassment.
She fixed her bath towel in a fluster and her shoulders slightly trembled.
"Y...Y...You, you!"
*Gogogogogogogogogo...!*
"Wa...Wait, this is a misunderstanding, relax! Err…I didn’t see all of it?"
It seemed like Kamito's frantic excuse—
"..."
Backfired.
"...Oh, I understand."
Claire informed him with a shuddering-like voice.
"After this, I'll give you two choices. You better answer honestly."
Kamito swallowed nervously and nodded after a moment.
Here, he should choose his answer carefully. Depending on his reply, it was not unlikely that he would become cinders.
"About your cooking preferences, would you prefer medium? Or well-done?"
...Things like choices did not exist from the beginning.
"I...If possible, rare is good but..."
Just as Kamito gave his answer.
"Scarlet!"
From an empty space, a hell cat, clad in crimson flames, appeared.
"Roast huh, it's decided then."
It was after those words, said with a smile that promised nothing but painful death and a fascinated expression on her face that—
Spontaneously, a flashy explosion resounded in Raven Class dormitory.
