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Ato Ni Kunoichi	By : Boo-Sama Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1324 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: All characters and settings in this story are from 'Kunoichi Botan', which was made by Enokippu and published by Kagura Games. I in now way am affiliated with either party, and I make no profit from this story.

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(AN: This story is a continuation of the story told in the game "Kunoichi Botan". The very first lines in this story will spoil the ending to that game, thus it is highly reccomended you play that game first before reading this story. Playing the game is not required to enjoy this story, but I still do highly reccomend supporting the original release anyways.

Additionally, character descriptions will be kept to a minimum in this story, since they already have physical appearances shown in the game. This will go for anyone physically shown in the game, and I apologize to anyone this may inconvenience

With all that being said, thank you for reading, and please enjoy the story!)

Two weeks had passed since the death of the merchant. Botan and Yasuzu are still in isolation in the woods as Kikyou continues to have research performed with girls tainted with half-oni blood.

There was a distinct regret within everyone in the Kunoichi village who had to participate in this testing. Not that the testing performed hurt the afflicted women. At most, blood samples were humanely taken, and each girl was given extremely hospitable living conditions during their stay at the village. If any harmful testing were required, Kaede personally volunteered to take it, her need for all the victims of the Merchant’s cruelty to return to their homes and for her pupils to rejoin their clan far exceeding her want for her own personal safety.

Even with the kindness provided by the Kunoichi, this did not change the fact that the women were still tainted with demonic energy, and nowhere close to being stable enough to be left alone for more than a few hours. The half-oni seed that rested within their beings still tormented them day and night, forcing them to beg for sex they didn’t want, their bodys seizing if not given methods of relieving their needs. It was so bad, some even died from sexual withdrawal, forcing Kikyou to expend even more resources than she was already spending just to provide them sex toys as to prevent further fatalities. With the infected women in a constant state of mind numbing torment, and the poor living conditions the Kunoichi had to deal with due to all the expenses of keeping the infected alive, it was an understatement to say this fiasco was a living nightmare for both parties.

Despite the horrible conditions in play, progress was still being made. For one, a new batch of demonic dream was being made using the in-depth guide Yasuzu stole. If the Merchant’s notes are accurate, the drug should be able to cure the infected women of their current ailment, perhaps even making them overall healthier than they ever were to start with if Botan’s personal recovery using the drug was anything to go by. Granted, whether this drug would be strong enough to cure someone such as Kaede, who had been fully tainted with the seed of the half-oni’s, was still up in the air, but there was no harm in at least trying.

In addition, new testing began to prove that only men seemed to have any form of serious infectious quality to them when it came to demonic infection. Kaede and Kikyou had ‘formally tested’ the exchange of various fluids under the protection of some of the Merchant’s lesser, easier to make anti-demonic drugs. While direct blood exchange seemed to transfer some demonic traces from a tainted girl to a healthy one, unlike males, saliva, sweat, and sexual fluids proved to not spread any form of demonic influence, or at least not with any immediate influence.

Somewhat regularly, typically within 4-6 day intervals, a courier from the kunoichi village would deliver messages from Kikyou herself to Botan and Yasuzu while they were in isolation, Yasuzu being the one to retrieve the mail due to the paranoia that Botan could be infectious. Even after research showed that half-oni tainted girls couldn’t easily spread their infection, Yasuzu still typically got the mail, if only to ease the heart of their somewhat nervous courier.

Within the time the two girls were in isolation, four batches of mail had been delivered. The first came almost instantly, simply explaining some basic information about their temporary new home they may have missed, along with news on how the transfer of infected women to the Kunoichi village was going. The second message came 4 days later, explaining that further treatment was being done, and that, while there were some vague ‘complications’ (the previously started deaths by withdrawal put lightly, along with the new sparsity of basic resources), Kikyou assured the two that everything was fine back in town, if only so they would not worry about the troubles the Kunoichi were facing back at home.

The third set of letters came, yet again, 4 days later, this message coming from Kaede, who, spite still being in a state of disarray from her infection, wanted to personally thank the two girls. Along with her message also came the thank yous from several other infected women they had saved, and, surprisingly, some guards who had worked for the Merchant out of a necessity to be paid, and not to further the Merchant’s agenda, some describing that, if the men were any braver, they would have attempted to stop him as well… There was also a rather flirtatious letter aimed at Botan from the master swordsman she met during her mission, which she quickly canned before even finishing.

The latest set of letters, given 6 days later, was a more hopeful set describing the leaps and bounds in research Kikyou and the rest of the Kunochi had made, such as the discoveries of the less infections nature of infected women, and that Botan and Yasuzu could potentially come home sooner than expected, given that no signs of infection began to arise in anyone the tests were performed on (a.k.a Kikyou). Along with the detailed messages, for whatever reason, there was also a large selection of drawings Kikyou had drawn for the two, perhaps inspired by the positives advancements she had made. There were a few drawings of trees, nature, friends, and most notably, a drawing of Kikyou’s cat lovingly curled up in Kaede’s lap, Kaede smiling as she pet the cat gently on it’s head.

The two girls, Botan and Yasuzu, weren’t perfectly well off after their mission, as many would think. Botan still had nightmares about her rape walk, and images of Botan and Kaede being molested in front of Yasuzu still flared within her young mind. However, the loving pictures, positive messages, and good news filled the two with a strong hope. A hope that things would get better, and that, soon enough, their nightmares would fade away in time. The isolation the two spent together helped too. Just being alone with each other with nothing but nature at their backs was an extremely relaxing experience, and gave them ample time to cope with their grievous mission.

Of course, even with their most dangerous mission yet done and over… That didn’t mean their own personal troubles were finished with.

***

“Well, Yasuzu.” Botan said, swallowing the first bite of the meal Yasuzu had prepared for the both of them, this time being a rather simple pork and beef egg roll. “Your cooking skills, yet again, do not cease to impress me.”

“O-oh!” Yasuzu reacted, once again overly flattered by the simplest amount of praise Botan threw at her. “Thank you very much, Botan! But, I-It’s nothing really special this time. Just hand made egg rolls!... Well, as handmade as egg rolls can be.” Yasuzu lightly clapped her hands together and began twiddling her thumbs, blushing a bit as she down talked her cooking once more.

Botan chuckled at Yasuzu’s flustered nature. She could never just let something good she does be good. True, the same could easily be said about Botan, though she was more of an altruistic sort of person all things considered. Botan always looked out for everyone besides herself, so much so she had stockpiled on all the healing pills she had found in the Merchant’s manor with full intention of donating them to hospitals, preferably ones under less fortunate circumstances that couldn’t afford such luxuries... Though… Admittedly, forgot to do so during the short while she spent in the kunoichi village (thank god they don’t go bad).

Granted, this act alone wasn’t definitively altruistic, simply an act of extreme kindness at most. What made it altruistic, however, was the fact that Botan, even after being battered bloody after her fight with the Oni-Merchant, refused to take any so that there would be more for the people back home. Some say Botan bled a trail of blood from the masion back to the village as she limped all the way back home... At least, that was what Kikyou wrote that people were fantasizing about her. In reality, she had no more than a few broken ribs, a smashed nose, and a few cuts, but that’s neither here nor there.

It was this sort of altruistic, borderline martyrdom Botan regularly performed that made Yasuzu gravitate to her to the extreme that she did.

While most people would just pass Yasuzu off as just a horny little good-deed-doer, demanding the minimal thanks for all she did, Botan always thoroughly thanked Yasuzu for everything she did, no matter how small. Even when Yasuzu was just 16, doing beginner's practice missions and doing basic jobs around the dojo such as cleaning, Botan always thanked her, and the rest of the recruits for keeping the place so nice… Though, Yasuzu always fantasized that Botan paid her just a bit more attention than the rest. This fantasizing soon proved to be true later on when Botan paid for some of Yasuzu’s living expenses for no reason at all other than she thought of Yasuzu as a friend. Botan was the reason Yasuzu was able to get get off her feet as an official Kunoichi, and… She was everything to her.

“Simple or not, it’s still really good, Yasuzu!” Botan insisted. “Thank you so much again for cooking! I’d do it myself but-” Yasuzu cut her off early, knowing full well she was about to talk once again about how much of a bad chef she personally, and Yasuzu didn’t want her to feel bad about it… There was, however, no doubt that Botan was a terrible cook. She couldn’t even prepare pre-boxed Ramen right without somehow burning it. She was a gifted Kunoichi… Just not a gifted chef.

“No no! It’s no problem at all. I enjoy cooking, and I’m…” She swallowed a bit, getting a little flustered, as she usually did. “I-I’m glad you like it.”

“Maybe you should be a Chef, Yasuzu! You’d probably make more zeni doing than than you would being a Kuno-”

“NO NO NO!” Yasuzu panicked a bit, waving her hands around in a typical anime-girl style. “I’m not THAT good!!!”

“You are! I swear it!”

“NO!!! I-I don’t need the stress of competing with the restaurant industry in my life. B-besides! Being a kunoichi spy is what I was born to do! I have a small, easily hideable build, I’m quiet when I need to, and it’s what my dad wanted! And I really do enjoy it- well, as much as life or death missions can be ‘enjoyable’.” Botan chuckled a bit at that, and, seeing an opening, Yasuzu double downed on it.

“I mean, if you wanna talk life or death missions-” Yasuzu continued. “Chef industry is where it’s at. At least with spy missions, I have the chance of at least being murdered or losing my virginity first. With cooking, they’ll just run you out of business, put you on the streets, and you’d starve to death in the cold before dying a lonely death. In comparison, being the Merchant’s sex slave seems MIIIILES ahead of dealing with a cut throat cooking economy.” This caused Botan to completely lose her shit, her laugh bellowing throughout the small cabin, nearly face planting into her egg rolls. Yasuzu chuckled too at her own comments, Botan’s happiness warming her heart.

“You REALLY must not like competition!” Botan replied, still laughing.

“I’d take a unique job barely anyone does that only I can do in my own way over a job two thousand other people can do and WOULD do over what I do now” Yasuzu took another bite of eggroll before a random yet, highly relevant to her question popped into her head. “Oh, uh, unrelated Botan, but, how old are you again?”

“Hm?” Botan looked back at her with slightly confused, but in no way rejecting or distant eyes. “What do you mean?”

“I… Don’t think I actually ever asked.” Botan dropped her utensils for a moment to recall her own age, the number even escaping herself after everything that’s happened over the past few weeks.

“I…. Believe I am about 27. Nearing about 28 now.”

“WOAH! REALLY!?” Yasuzu blurted out. “And you still call yourself a novice Kunoichi!?”

“Well, I don’t think anyone is going to be referring to me as that after this last mission, but I suppose so. Age and actual talent are entirely different things, Yasuzu. Honestly, I think by the time you’re my age, you’re going to be twice as good as I am!” … Something about how she phrased that irked Yasuzu. Yasuzu knew what it was, but, it wasn’t really something she felt like she could say.

“Y-yeah.” She replied. “When I’m your age.”

“I mean it! You already have a solid mastery of teleportation ninjutsu that not even I can manage to do even now. You’re going to do amazingly!” That wasn’t what was bothering Yasuzu, but she passed it off like it was.

“Yeah… Yeah you’re right- I mean, I don’t want to replace you, but, I appreciate it!”

“That’s not what I meant, but I’m glad!” Yasuzu returned a smile, Botan smiled back, and the two went back to silently eating for a little bit…

The words Yasuzu said to Botan the first day they came here rang through her head now.

“I love you, Botan.”

And… Botan said in reply-

“Let’s always stay together from now on, okay?”

… Spite the confirmation that Botan felt the same way too, it still felt they were miles apart on this. They have not kissed, shared the same bed, bathed together, nothing really physical outside of an occasional hug. Yasuzu was pretty sure it was because Botan, the altruistic person she was, didn’t want to get Yasuzu infected when they didn’t have a go-to antidote for the half-oni taint like they did back in the mansion. Even with the notes Kikyou had been sending, it seemed more important to Botan to make sure Yasuzu was safe than to….

“Yasuzu… Are you crying?” Botan suddenly asked, causing Yasuzu to almost burst out of her chair.

“HUH!? NO NO NO!!! IT’S JUST THE ROLLS ARE A LITTLE ONIONY, Y’KNOW? HA HA HA HA!!!!” Yasuzu badly lied as she now stood up from her chair.

“A-are you sure? You seem upset.”

“NOPE! NOT AT ALL!!! FUFU!!!” Yasuzu faked an incredible smile on her face, her fists on her hips like she was some sort of superhero. Botan had no idea what to make of this. “I… UH…” Yasuzu looked around for an excuse to bail from the table for a bit to get her shit together. “I NEED TO USE THE LITTLE WOMAN’S ROOM.”

“Uh-” Before Botan could even reply, Yasuzu scrambled for the bedroom, where the two agreed to have the chamber pot when nobody was sleeping. “... Alright.” Assuming the best, Botan went back to eating without Yasuzu, hoping she would be back soon.

***

“Stupid stupid stupid stupid!!!” Yasuzu silently screamed to herself from within the bedroom. As one could guess, she didn’t need to use the bathroom in the slightest, not even bothering to take the chamber pot out of the box the two kept it in when it was not in use. She just sat down on her bed and cursed herself to oblivion for, once again, being the little sex fiend she was.

Yasuzu attempted to just breathe and recollect herself before Botan started to worry about her, but all that was running through her mind was Botan…

“Did I… Did I really say I had no problem looking at her naked?” She said to herself, as if this was even relevant given the situation she was in at the time. “What the hell was I thinking. Idiot!!!”

Suddenly, the image of Botan in the buck, once again, emerged in her mind.

“N-no.” Yasuzu muttered, a feeling she was all too familiar with now racing through her body. “N-not now.” Yes. Now. She could feel it bubbling up within her. She could feel her legs quivering a bit. She patted herself once down there to check, and, as she had feared, she was becoming a bit moist.

“Ffffffffuck.” Yasuzu knew this wasn’t because of any half-oni tainting from Botan. This… This was just her being her, and she was ashamed of it. She attempted to block the feeling out of her mind, to try and focus on anything else to calm herself down. However… All she could think about was Botan.

Her bare body, the state of disarray she was in before Yasuzu came to save her, the relief as she convince Botan to keep going… That… That was the first time she ever drew another man’s blood like that.

If someone was in the way, Yasuzu typically just knocked them out, drug them with strong sleeping medication, or, if someone needed to die, she’d inject them with a fast acting, painless poison that euthanized the target silently, typically via throwing needle… Never… Never had she stabbed someone like that before. Never had blood spilled onto her hands, or tainted her shirt in that amount.

But… She loved Botan so much. She loved her so much, and to see anyone, ANYONE bring her to such a low… She lost her mind. She lost her mind and she killed him, and she stabbed him multiple times, and she cut him, and the blood sprayed all over her, and she felt the blood run down her chest, and she felt no remorse about it… She… She turned into an an animal then… She was an animal even now.

She didn’t even realize it, but she had already started masturbating to the thought of that encounter. She felt dirty about it. Awful, but… There was something erotic about it. About how she saved Botan, how she was rewarded with seeing her perfect figure in such a way, how thankful she was when she killed that man, that Yasuzu gave her the will to not give up. She touched herself more deeply as the image of Botan’s smile became more vivid in her mind. The simple act of her smiling was enough to turn Yasuzu on like this, and… That was why she was an animal.

Yasuzu laid on to her back, and dug deeper into herself with the index and middle finger of her right hand, her left moving the left part of her kimono to the side so she could grope her own small, supple little breast, closing her eyes as she got more into it.

“G-g-god…” She muttered, speeding up, her pussy completely soaked with her own lust, “B-Botan…. Botan.” She repeated. She could see Botan’s exposed breasts again, her body, the feel of her skin as they hugged before parting ways. She never felt anything so soft before in her life. She wanted to imagine her own breast was of Botan’s skin, that she was touching her, or even that Botan was touching her. Anything. Anything at all. Yasuzu’s breathing began to intensify, becoming more pitched and raspy.

“G-g-g-g-god… God… God d-damn…. B-Botan… Botan… I-I love you…. I love you.” Again and again she repeated. She felt like she was going to explode. She could feel her climax right around the corner, it would only take a little longer now. She no longer cared how this looked. She began to smile as she did so, the image of Botan warmly smiling back at her… Soon, maybe. Soon. Botan would-

Something touched her right hand.

Yasuzu panickedly used a teleportation jutsu, causing her to warp to the side of her bed, a bit higher than she was laying before, and crash onto the floor with a resounding thud. She then scrambled up into a sitting position, fixing her kimono as much as she could to hide her shame as she looked to see who had just touched her.

… To her worst fears, it was Botan.

“.... No…” Yasuzu said, tearing up, knowing she was caught.

“Yasuzu?”

“No no no no no no no, you shouldn’t have s-seen tha- no… Nooooo, no no no no.” Yasuzu made a feeble attempt to hide her emotions, but, this time… There was no excusing it. If she had gotten close enough to touch her, she must have heard her calling her name as she…

“I’m sorry.” Yasuzu attempted to apologize. “I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry, I-I didn’t- I’m sorry, I-I-I-”

“Yasuzu.” Botan repeated, lowering herself on the floor with Yasuzu, and looking straight at her. Yasuzu attempted to scootch away, but all it took was Botan’s right hand to wrap around her back to cut off all exits for her.

“P-p-p-please, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, don’t hate me, I’m sorry, I’m a stupid horny bitch, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again, I promise, I’m sorry.”

“Yasuzu.” Botan repeated. “Yasuzu, look at me.”

“I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, it was a mistake, I-I-”

“LOOK AT ME.” Botan sternly shouted at Yasuzu. Scared of what was to come next, but not wanting to disappoint Botan anymore than she already has, Yasuzu opened her eyes, and looked at Botan. The mere sight of the person she was just pleasuring herself to the thought of looking her dead in the eyes with such an angry expression made Yasuzu want to vomit. This couldn’t be real, could it? She must have fallen asleep, she must have-

Botan’s left arm went under Yasuzu’s right armpit, and she forcibly reeled Yasuzu into her. It was then that Botan took Yasuzu’s first kiss.

It was quick, sharp, forceful, and to the point. Yasuzu could even taste a bit of Botan’s tongue as she ravaged her mouth. Once she was done, Botan separated the two’s mouths, her arms still clinging around her, and looked straight at Yasuzu again, Yasuzu in utter disbelief of what just happened. The only thing Yasuzu could say in response was…

“... The eight year age difference between us isn’t a problem is it?”

In response, Botan forced another kiss onto her, this one so powerful, it forced Yasuzu backwards. Botan’s arms bear-hugged Yasuzu to the point where, even if she wanted to resist Botan’s advances, there was nothing Yasuzu could do about it. Yasuzu was still in shock as Botan kissed her, here eyes wide open, and her vision blocked out by Botan’s face. She could taste Botan’s saliva dripping into her mouth as the kiss continued, the potential half-oni taint that swirled around her body potentially leaking into Yasuzu’s body… But, she didn’t care. Neither party cared. This… This was what they both wanted.

Once her mind finally attuned to the situation, Yasuzu closed her eyes, and reached around Botan’s back, hugging her in return, though, much more lightly than Botan was. She felt the soft cloth of Botan’s kimono that just barely concealed the feeling of her skin. Yosuzu felt the exact area she felt on her before when she had hugged her in the mansion. The memories began flooding back into Yasuzu’s mind, and her crotch once again began to moisten. Her small legs wrapped around Botan’s larger, more adult leg, and she began to slightly bob her hips up and down it to stimulate her pussy. As she did, she kissed Botan with almost as just force as Botan was to her.

Once again, Botan cut off the kiss. She didn’t even say a word, she just lowered herself down Yasuzu’s body.

“Wh-... What are you- G-G-GGGGGYYYYYAAAAAAAASH!!!!!!” Almost loud enough for the whole world to hear her, Yasuzu screamed out as Botan licked her vaginal opening. There was a quick moment where Botan questioned if that was the right move, and slightly lifted her head away from Yasuzu’s crotch, only for Yasuzu to slam her hands against the back of Botan’s head, forcing her even deeper into her private area than she ever intended to go.

“DON’T STOP!!!” Yasuzu begged. “DON’T STOP!!! PLEASHE DON’T SHTOP!!! I-IT FEELSH SO GOOOOD!!!!~” As she requested, Botan continued, her arms firmly tucked around Yasuzu’s hips as she licked around the inside of her.

To her own admission, Botan was shamefully skilled at delivering oral sex to both men and women. Though, it was rare for her not to kill mere seconds after starting. Spite this, this professional level of stimulation was far more than Yasuzu could comprehend. Her eyes rolled back into her head, screams of divine pleasure howling out of her mouth, snot and tears spewing out from her face as hard as it could come out. Her hips slowly began to raise up as her legs stiffened from the criminal amount of pleasure she was receiving. The licking, the nibbling, the mere noises. It hit every single one of Yasuzu’s G spots, and, without much effort on Botan’s end, Yasuzu climaxed viciously into Botan’s face, some piss dribbling out as well due to Yasuzu losing all control of everything below her waist.

Before she could say, or ask anything, Yasuzu passed out right there in on the floor, uneventfully ending the what was potentially the greatest moment of her entire existence.

***

Groggily, Yasuzu woke up the next morning, not entirely sure of what happened last night. At first, it seemed like the memories of Botan going down on her was just another wet dream, but… Soon it occurred to her she wasn’t in her usual bed in the cabin. There was a flash of fear in her mind that she was kidnapped, but, that quickly dissipated when she realized she was just in the cabin’s other bed, which made her feel a little stupid for even thinking that.

However, her mind then snapped to why she was in what was supposed to be Botan’s bed, but, soon, she realized she was naked, and, that, there was a large, warm, fleshy presence pressing onto her from behind. Two of them, in fact… All she had to do to confirm what came to her mind was reach down the littlest bit, and touch the hand of the person who was currently sleeping right behind her.

“... It… It wasn’t a.” Yasuzu hushy said to herself… Just like that, she began to sob, not out of any form of sadness, but out of pure joy. A grin heavily widened across her face as she felt her whole body tingle with excitement. She tried not to giggle too hard as to wake Botan, but she couldn’t contain herself… This was a miracle. A dream come true!!!

Before she could celebrate to herself anymore, she felt her stomach rumble… She really didn’t want to leave Botan’s side, but, she still needed to eat, and Botan would probably be hungry when she woke up, too. She had to thank Botan for this anyways, in any way she could. Something sweet for breakfast this morning would do... Cinnamon, sugar, battery... She had an idea now. This would be a perfect "thank you" present! She had to do this for her, it was only right!!!

Despite Botan having a death grip on Yasuzu in her sleep, the small ninja warped a bit forwards using what little of her hands she could use, got on her kimono, and headed for the kitchen. She was so excited to surprise her wif-… Botan… To surprise Botan with such an amazing meal to start the day!

***

“MMMMMMMMMmmmMM!!!!" Botan squealed in delight as she dug into the homemade cinnamon rolls Yasuzu had made her. “You made these from SCRATCH!?”

“I had to!” Yasuzu confessed as she finished glazing the last few rolls before serving herself. “It… It seemed like the only way I could pay you back for… I dunno-”

“For what?” Botan replied. “Just expressing how I felt about you?” That statement caused Yasuzu to quiver a bit in satisfaction.

“Just… Y-y’know… Thank you.”

“... I… I probably should have waited a bit longer.” Botan admitted, her tone lowering a bit in mood.

“... What do you-”

“Kikyou wanted to see clean results, and, if you get… If you get infected with the half-oni-”

“Oh please, Botan! She said that the exchange of… Well, stuff like that seemed clear. Sure it needed a bit more time, but she’s just skeptical. If anything, we’re just helping her test! If you were incredibly infectious, I would already be infected, so there’s nothing really to worry about!” Yasuzu’s words eased Botan’s spirit, allowing her to relax once more.

“... Yeah… Yeah you’re right, Yasuzu. I-I’m stupid. Thank you.” She took another bite of her cinnamon roll, the sweetness of it warming and overpowering her senses in the best way possible.

“... You… You think we could, maybe.” Yasuzu started, stuttering a bit. “... Maybe, uh… Wash…. Together tonight- Imeanifit’sperfectlyfinewithyouIdon’tmeanthat-”

“That sounds fun.” Botan reassured. “That… Sounds really, really fun. Thank you for offering, I don’t think I would have had the strength to ask myself.” Yasuzu made a very strong point to not face Botan as her face turned cherry red with blushing excitement.

“G-g-g-great, Botan.” She forced out of herself as her body clenched. “That… That sounds-”

*knock knock knock*

“OH!” Yasuzu squeaked, putting down her glazing stick... Which thankfully, is not a euphemism. “MAIL IS HERE!”

“Mail?” Botan questioned. “It’s a little early for a letter isn’t it? Last one was only yesterday- well, day after yesterday now, I guess, but-”

“It’s not totally abnormal, Botan. The time we get messages are rather random anyways. It’s not entirely out of the ordinary one would come a bit earlier than normal.” Botan took a moment to think about that… Yeah… Yeah that made sense. There was no real pattern to these, so… Yeah. Botan was probably just overthinking this.

“Yeah, that makes sense. Go see what it’s about! I’m gonna finish the rest of these!”

“HEY! LEAVE A FEW FOR ME! I MADE THEM!!!” With that, Yasuzu walked on over to the door to check what the news was today. “Hello-

“YOU STUPID CUNT BITCH!!!”

Botan’s entire body froze… She knew that voice… A male’s voice, not the merchant's, but... and… In horror, she watched as the man… Grab Yasuzu... and... stab her… Several times.

“YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!!! I HAD EVERYTHING!!! I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU DUMB BITCHES!!! I’LL MAKE YOU WISH YOU WERE NEVER FUCKING BORN!!! I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!! I’LL FUCKING KILL-”

Before anymore damage could be done, Botan had already sprinted past the table, and went for the man’s throat with her freshly summoned shortsword…

… The same place she had done so when she first came to that accursed village.

“... He… He… Hello again, Botan-Chan.” The Shady Man spoke to her. “Miss me, y-you bitch?” There was a moment where she just stared down at him, unbelieving he was still alive. When she took him behind that bar, she was sure, she was CERTAIN he was dead. She sliced right across his throat, and she saw him bleed out… Yet… That cut was now healed. A large cross of scar tissue passed along where she made that first cut, right under the one she just made...

“Wh… H-How? WHY!?” She demanded, grabbed the collar of the man’s uniform as she sat stop him.

“Your… Your courier… Wasn’t very discreet.” Botan’s eyes widened as her mind wondered on what he meant.

“Wh-WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER-”

“I watched you two last night, Botan-Chan.” Boton felt vomit enter her throat. “... I… I couldn’t think… O-of a better way to fuck you back for… For what you did… I was on top of the world, and you…. It doesn’t matter now.” He began to snicker sinisterly. “God gave me one last chance to fuck you over… And I took what mattered most to you… Like… Like you did to me… We’re.. We’re even no-”

Botan slammed his head against the ground, took out her sword, and stabbed him clean in the forehead, ensuring there was no way he’d come back this time… Once her rage had passed, she remembered what he had just done.

She got off of the dead man, and crawled over to Yasuzu, who was now bleeding on the floor of the cabin. 8 large knife holes impounded all across the front of her body, some in her chest, some near her belly, blood seeping out every single fresh puncture.

“YASUZU!!!”

She screamed, lifting Yasuzu’s weak, leaking body onto her lap. “Yasuzu! Say something, PLEASE!!! Y-you’re going to be okay! I know you will, just please say something! Let me know you’re still here!!!”

Yasuzu, coughing a bit of blood, opened her eyes, and looked straight at Botan.

“... B… Botan….” She cracked out, voice weak. “... I…. I love you.” She coughed a few more times. “I’ll…. I’ll always love you, Botan.”

That was all she could speak before she had passed out once again.

***

The courier’s defiled corpse was found in a bush a few hours after she failed to come back to the village on time.

When agents came to investigate the forest hut, Botan was found inside, desperately trying to tend wounds far beyond her capabilities on a dying Yasuzu. Spite not knowing much about medicine, she was able to amateurly stitch up Yasuzu’s wounds, and had used every single healing pill she had stolen from the Merchant’s in an attempt to keep her on the brink until help came… Which is what exactly happened.

Ambushes were set up by the kunoichi both at the forest hut and on the outskirts of the hidden kunoichi village in case the shady man had backup, but after a week passed, no such backup had ever come. The attack on Yasuzu was stamped as no more than a personal revenge mission set out by one of the Merchant’s few remaining loyal servants, and nothing more ever came of it. How the man found the courier’s delivery route, or how he was able to kill a trained kunoichi with just a knife is unknown, and with his death, there’s no certain way of telling for sure. Once everything had calmed down surrounding the incident, the forest cabin was demolished for security reasons, the smell of stale cinnamon being sent throughout the air as it came tumbling down.

Spite a week passing, Yasuzu remained under intensive care. She seemed to stabilize a bit, but never became well enough to take up. To everyone’s fears, she had become comatosed from the attack, and it seemed as if she would never wake up from it.

The incident had left Boton in a state of complete disarray. Her sloppiness had potentially killed the person she had loved the most. No matter how much praise she was given, or reassured that she did nothing wrong, and she did the best she could, Botan’s mood didn’t budge in the slightest. She was willing to try anything… Anything…

***

… Foggy eyes opened after being closed for so long. The person blinked a few times, the light of the launturns in thier room blinding them, spite being so dimly lit. They had no idea where they were, or how they got here. There was only one other person in the room with them… Was Botan.

“... B… Botan?” The person meekly whimpered, their voice too weak to be louder than a whisper. Botan was asleep, her arms crossed over one another and her head resting next to the side of the person’s bed. With as much strength as they could, they put a hand on their head, and rocked it back and forth, trying to wake them up.

“B… Botan…” They whispered again. “... B… Botan… W-... Wake up.” After enough persistence, she did wake up.

“.... y…. Yasuzu?”

“H… Hi.” Yasuzu looked back at Botan, but… She didn’t look well. Botan was much, much paler than she had last seen her, and her eyes looked as if they were dead, and her hair seemed a bit grayer than it once was. “... Wh… What happened to-”

“YASUZU!!!!!” Before anything more could be questioned, Botan showed she was still fully herself as she tossed her arms around the weak girl.

“St-stop!” Yasuzu begged. “St-stop! I-I’m not well! I-It hurts!”

“SORRY!” Botan replied, getting off of her. “I’m sorry… I’m… Yasuzu.” She said her name again. “... Yasuzu…” Tears welling in her eyes, she moved her body halfway up the bed, much softer than last time, and kissed Yasuzu. As much as she could, Yasuzu kissed back. The kiss lasted what seemed like a forever until Botan finally cut it off, allowed Yasuzu to ask the big question on her mind.

“What… What happened to you?”

***

The "Soul-Splitting Jutsu" is one not often performed for it’s highly risky and dangerous nature. It’s odds of success are slim, and in worst case scenarios, can lead to vegetation of the brain, leaving the user in a state of limbo, unable to sense, see, or comprehend anything until their inevitable death. Some say that people who enter this state do not even pass onto the afterlife, since they have no soul remaining to go there with.

However, if performed correctly, a portion of one’s soul can be given to another body. This can provide the recipient multiple health benefits, such as a reduced aging speed, a larger chakra pool, and in short term cases, can save someone from the brink of death. Though, for every good power it provides for those on the receiving end, the giver suffers the exact opposite. Loss of youth, depleted permanent chakra, a generally weaker body, soulless appearing eyes, and, sometimes, they die as soon as the ritual is over due to their body not being strong enough to live without the piece of soul they gave.

Only one person has ever been recorded successfully performing this ninjutsu without becoming entirely numb, or dying. Her name was, and still is, Kaede. To whom she performed it on is unknown, as that person, alive or dead now, wished to remain anonymous. One may even question if Kaede had lied about performing it, but, one look at bleak, unnaturally soulless eyes is all one needs to confirm that the legends are true.

Two months had passed since Yasuzu’s attack, and during that time, one batch of demonic dream had been successfully produced, and experimented on using Kaede as a willing vessel. To almost everyone’s surprise, Kaede seemed to make a miraculous recovery from her once entirely broken self within just a few days of taking it, in contrast to Botan’s immediate recovery. As of now, more demonic dreams are being produced in an attempt to cure whoever else is currently cursed with half-oni putrefaction.

Even though she had just reawoken from her several week long nightmare, Kaede wasted no time finding Botan, and speaking to her about Yasuzu’s situation. Yasuzu had been comatosed for the last two months, and, according to everyone working on her, it wasn’t looking good. Her body was only getting weaker, her wounds were recovering too slowly, and resources were running low, especially with the new mass production of demonic dream causing massive amounts of traffic within the medical economy. Her situation seemed entirely hopeless, and Botan had been working day and night trying to find whatever she could to keep her alive.

It was after hearing this that Kaede had told Botan of the soul-splitting jutsu, and what it could potentially do for Yasuzu… Without any hesitation, Botan was ready to start learning.

The training was horrendously painful, pushing Botan to her near breaking point. For her to survive without her entire soul, her body had to be hardened enough to withstand the loss, and that required immense stress testing. With Botan’s full permission, Kaede purposefully tortured her using dark magic in order to harden her body and spirit, making sure that she hurt Botan enough so that her body would harden, but not quite enough to cause any permanent damage.

After several weeks of torment and practice, Botan was ready to attempt to perform the soul-splitting jutsu on Yasuzu, and give her a half of her own soul… She woke up a mere two days later.

***

Yasuzu rested comfortably atop of Botan’s naked figure, her head laying on Botan’s breasts as warm, soothing water washed over her as Botan lightly rubbed a soapy sponge across Yasuzu’s own naked figure, the sponge snagging occasionally on her still healing stab wound scabs. Despite being free from the hospital for over a month now, she was still a bit weak, but was making marvelous strides towards recovery. She needed a wheelchair to get around, since she was still too weak to walk as of yet, so Botan needed to help her bathe, eat, and just about anything else that required any physical effort on her end. However, Yasuzu didn’t hate this one bit. In fact, she’d personally be okay with living like this forever.

“Is there anywhere else you’d like me to clean, baby?” Botan asked Yasuzu, still scrubbing around her.

“I… I think my chest is still a little dirty.” Yasuzu said in a very obviously teasing voice. “Mind scrubbing around there?”

“Pffft. Certainly not.” She then brought the sponge up to Yasuzu’s chest, and began rubbing soap all across her tits. Yasuzu smiled as she reached backwards to touch Botan’s naked left tit. She rubbed around it a bit, and moved her hand upward to her face.

“... I…. I still love you, Botan.” She said in a groggy, relaxed voice. “... I love you so much… I really, really don’t deserve you.” She heard Botan chuckle a bit. “... You’re still as beautiful as when I first saw you.”

“Oh, don’t joke. I know what I look like now.”

“Hey, Kaede still gets a lot of attention from boys. Don’t think you splitting your soul makes you any less pretty.”

“I look like one of my shadow clones now.” Botan replied, still giggling.

“I don’t think those guys you whored them out to minded one bit.” That comment caused Botan to completely crack up laughing, which highly satisfied Yasuzu. The two became silent after that as Botan continued to clean Yasuzu… She knew she just joked about it, but…

“... You… You didn’t have to do it.” Yasuzu brought up.

“Hm?”

“... Split your soul for me… You… You didn’t have to.”

“I did.” Botan said in a stern voice, transitioning sharply from her giggling self. “I absolutely had to. There was no other option.”

“... You could have let me-”

“NO.” She snapped at her, the water splashing a bit as she bombastically reacted… Botan took a quick second to collect herself, and continued scrubbing. “No… Yasuzu… No, that was never an option for me. Not after you saved my life.” Yasuzu knew exactly what she was talking about now, and her mind began to flash back to it. “I told you, Yasuzu. I told you I would do anything for you, and I did just that. We’re… We’re finally even now.”

“You’ve done so much more for me than anyone ever could Botan.” Yasuzu replied. “Why can’t you just… Just do something for yourself? You should have just moved on, and now… Now you’ve potentially lost so many years of your own life, and… I…. I feel horrible about it.”

“Don’t… Those years I lost… They wouldn’t mean anything without you.” Yasuzu felt those words hit her like a punch to the gut. “10 years, 25 years, 50, 75, I would give them all to you so long as as I got to spend one more day with you. And… And I’ve got so many more to spend now.”

“B… Botan.” Yasuzu felt herself breakdown, the punch in her gut spread through entire body, and she felt herself shake. Botan knew she had made her point clear. She didn’t need to hear Yasuzu’s full reply, so she got straight to her next point.

“... I think tonight should be the night.” Botan said.

“... W-what night?” Knowing she would be fully game. Botan used her specialty weapon summoning jutsu to summon a very, very special item.

“... Oh… Oh my god.” Yasuzu starred in awe at the finely cut wooden dildo Botan had just summoned for her. “... B-Botan… Are you-” Before she could finish, Botan pressed the blunt end of it to her crotch, and chanted some mystic words. The wood then formed with her flesh, giving Botan an artificial cock. “... Bo.. Botan?”

“This will end in just about an hour… Would you want to-”

“Take it.” Yasuzu ordered. “Botan… Please take my virginity…. Please.” Botan smiled, and slide her newly formed cock between Yasuzu’s small, weak thighs, getting it nice and hard for her, and to make sure Yasuzu was aroused enough to take it in.

“This is going to hurt at first. Okay?” Botan warned. “But I promise you… I promise you it will feel good after just a little bit.” She slid it between her thighs a bit more as Yasuzu moaned in ecstasy. She sounded more than ready now, but Botan still wanted to make sure.

“Are you ready to become one, Yasuzu?” Yasuzu gripped Botan’s right hand with her own.

“We… We already are.” She said, Botan’s eyes widening upon hearing the response. “With the piece of your soul that now flows within me… We’ll always be one, no matter what… But… I’m ready to be with you physically.” The reassurance to Botan that Yasuzu would be able to go on, even if Botan were to disappear, eased her greatly. It was vague, but… She knew that’s what she meant… She sniffled a bit, trying to control her emotions as she gripped as hard as she could on Yasuzu’s right hand.

“I’m ready Botan.” She said once more. “Make me your woman.”

As both cried, Botan aimed her temporary member with her left hand, slipped herself into Yasuzu, stripping her virginity away from her, and binding the two together… Forever.

Botan let herself rest within Yasuzu’s freshly split hole for a moment, letting her get accustomed to the pain as what little remained of her virginity floated up from the water, and onto the surface. Without any words, she soon started to lightly thrust into Yasuze, still holding her hand. She could hear Yasuzu lightly breath as she coped with the pain, but soon, the pants turned to moans of complete enjoyment.

“... It… It feels like heaven already.” Yasuzu said. “... Do it slowly a little longer, please… This feels good.”

“Okay.” Botan replied, continuing her pace. She occasionally rotated her hips a bit to add some variety to her movement, but she did not speed up without Yasuzu’s permission. This was the first time Botan had used a ninjutsu like this before, and she had been practicing its use in private for a while now for this very moment. She even masturbated once with it, just to get accustomed to what she would feel when this happened. However, nothing could describe the pleasure and satisfaction she felt when actually becoming one with Yasuzu. It was hard not to just go on her own and speed up, but she resisted… She resisted for her.

“... I’m ready, Botan.” Yasuzu finally said, gripping Botan’s hand a little harder. “... Do it faster, please.”

“Thank you.” Botan once again replied, and as requested, she thrusted a bit more deeply into Yasuzu. She wrapped her left arm around Yasuzu and began to press it downwards into her chest as to feel her while she made love to her. Soon, she picked up the pace a little more, the water surrounding them splashed a bit as she did so, Yasuzu’s moans confirming to her that she was okay with Botan’s actions. She could feel Yasuzu tighten as she continued, her moans becoming more and more prominent as she went on, the smooth ribbing of her inner skin enveloping Botan, tempting her to thrust deeper and deeper into her.

“... M-more.” Yasuzu moaned. “M-more, Botan… F-f-fuck me harder… P-please, fuck me faster.” Without a word of response, with a sudden buck, Botan grabbed Yasuzu with both her arms, Yasuzu still holding Botan’s hand through the motion, and began lifting the small girl up and down the length of her body as she thrusted into her, maximizing the length of her penetrations.

“Y-yes!!!” Yasuzu called out. “F-fuck me more! MORE! P-PLEASE SPRAY YOUR CUM INSIDE OF MY BODY, BOTAN!!!” Botan focused even more deeply now, thrusting and lifting as hard as she could, giving Yasuzu as much of her love as she physically could. The water of the tub splashing violently as they went at it, more and more water escaping and wettening the floor with each powerful thrust made inside her lover.

… Her lover.

Almost her entire life, Botan has been having sex. With mercenaries, politicians, merchants, guards, even royalty, all in the name of an opening to kill. There was some pleasure in the sex, but it was all a means to an end, and it was over before it started…

But this, with Yasuzu… This was the first time it meant anything, where she was having sex for the sake of having sex. Because she loved the person she was mating with. It was under very odd circumstances, circumstances the two may not even try ever again after this, but… She loved her… she loved Yasuzu, and that love made this sex so meaningful. She felt free in doing so, it was like seeing colors for the first time, to know what it meant to feel something after being numb for so long.

This… This was what it meant to truly love.

Botan fucked Yasuzu with all she could muster. At her total limit. She was at her breaking point, and she needed her to know.

“I-I-I’m gonna cum!” Botan cried out, barely able to speak from the crippling pleasure she was feeling. “I-I-I-I’M GOING TO CUM INSIDE YOU, YASUZU!!!”

“SPRAY IT IN ME!!!” Yasuzu screamed back. “I-IMPREGNATE ME WITH YOUR WOMAN SEED!!! FILL ME TO BURSTING!!! I LOVE YOU BOTAN!!! I LOVE YOU!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!”

“I-I LOVE YOU TOO!!!” This was her bursting point, she could feel it. She couldn’t handle the pleasures of Yasuza’s flesh anymore, as much as she wanted to thrust inside her forever it all had to come to a climax.

After just a few more thrusts, gripping onto her hand as tightly as she could, Botan blew her load within Yasuzu. Her seed, which was as fertile for impregnation as the water they laid in, sprayed deeply with Yasuza’s womb, spewing violently out of her barely ripe pussy as a thick, creamy ooze. Yasuza screamed bloody murder as the seed made it's way throughout her, and as soon as the last of Botan's cum left her body, the jutsu ended, causing Botan’s dick to once again turn to wood, and slid effortlessly out of Yasuzu’s stretched out, overworked hole.

The two laid in the tub, and the shallow puddle of water that remained within. They panted tiredly, sweating a storm from their adventure.

“... I’ll… I’ll never leave your side, Botan,” Yasuzu gasped, out of breath. “As long… As long as you live, I will always be with you. And when you die… I will carry your legacy for as long as I can… I promise you.”

“... I… I love you, Yasuzu.” Botan gripped Yasuzu’s hand. “I will protect you forever… No matter what happens to me.”

“You will always remain with me… I…. I love you too….”

And so, the two passed out together. While this might be the end of this day, the next was just around the corner, and they planned to spend that day, and every day after, till death did them part, together.

No matter what person, demon, or monster stood in their way, they would always have one another’s back. Even when they fought, far in the future, and declared their hatred for one another, they would always return one another, crying their apologies, and promising never to do it again.

The merchant was just the beginning. Their true adventure starts now…

ミッション終了

“... I… Still somewhat feel bad about it.”

“For what? For saving Yasuzu’s life? You simply did what you had to, and Botan has no ill will towards what you had to do to her.”

“...”

“Don’t make that face, I know that face.”

“I just… It still doesn’t feel right to do. It’s not something I should have ever done to anyone. I would not even subject the Merchant to the torment I had to put Botan through, it-”

“She’s happy now… That’s all that matters.”

“... S-still.”

“How about this. Was the pain you endured worth it for me?”

“Of course.”

“Then it was worth it for Botan. If you didn’t do it, she would have done it herself. You know that.”

“... You are not wrong.”

“Of course I’m not.”

“I apologize. I’ve been over-”

“Please, your conscious is dirty only because your heart is so pure. Doing any wrong drives you nuts. However, I am here to tell you you only did what you had to.”

“... Thank you… Thank you agai-”

*peck*

“No… Thank you.”

“... Lets… Lets get inside before anyone sees us.”

“I was so worried when you went missing. You have no idea how hard it was to stay straight faced to Botan and Yasuzu when I had to-”

“Please… Inside. Eyes are everywhere, and I would prefer if a possible enemy did not see us like this. It would be bad if they used one of us as leverage, especially given our roles in the community.”

“... You are right. Come on. Let’s… Let’s get comfy inside.”

“As you wish, my dear.”
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