The hacker Sekirei wiped away drool, and tried for an innocent smile. “Minato may not look like much, but he really does think things through. Continue reading
“Passed out right there on the floor,” Matsu said clinically, as Kagari tried to shake off disturbing images of Miya’s demon-masks. Continue reading
How much of that is being Sekirei, and how much is Minaka’s damn game?
He didn’t know. Without the Sekirei Plan he could have at least tried to be normal, even with Sekirei literally crawling out of the walls to make him their Ashikabi- Continue reading
A/N: Another bit of the backstory leading to NYC.
The clinic doctor said I can probably get rid of the sling in a few more days. Minato ate carefully, trying to ignore waiting death and juggle everything one-handed. Continue reading
About a month earlier.
I don’t believe it. Minato rubbed at the bathroom mirror, just in case a stray spot of soap was fooling his eyes. Come on, I’m only nineteen! Continue reading
“There’s enough rooms on this floor for everyone to have one, though you could take rooms in the empty floors if you want,” Matsu went on, “and there’s an arboretum on the roof, I think it’s dwarf trees and some yummy things- ooo, my new computers are here!” Continue reading
Cash, food, clothes, hideout, Kagari ticked off on mental fingers, as their combined flocks trudged up the last steps to the top floor of their new home. It was a long climb – at least, for humans – but nobody had wanted to be crowded into a metal box after a day of getting shot at.
And it wasn’t that long a climb for Ashikabi. Continue reading