Oh Love Me Mistress: A Kaguya Crossover Fic

Nanako was never a happy woman, graduated at the most prestigious academy on earth guaranteed all but her happiness.

She was one of the lucky people that reached the higher ground, yes.

But still, she learned and walked through it the hard way. Let's say it involved a lot of perfume and glib words.

Then someday she'd enough, when she turned back –she was alone, stood there on the fast lane.

All men approached her with all kind of intent, her body, her wealth, her title, everything.

But alas, she never realized until it was too late. She's too blind of passing affection until she stumbles deep into the abyss and never come back.

Now, her days fulfilled with all kind of drugs and hedonism the money could buy, it doesn't matter she has enough investment to fill her grave and coffin.

With her connection, she could hide all her life cleverly from her employer. Working as a private teacher has its perk too.

The children were too afraid to fight back, it delighted her sadistic carving so much when they wanted to hire her for teaching at Shinomiya household.

Though it became boring too fast but not until the twin came to her clutch, she really wanted to tie the boy so much.

With his l.u.s.trous ruby eyes and doll-like porcelain face, Ah, she rubbed her t.h.i.g.h slightly as she remembered the boy. A wet sound came out of it.

Someday, yes someday, she thought as she Pushes the button leading to the upper floor of the apartment.

Ah yes, now she remembered she ordered an escort service tonight. She held the console on her hand, with a picture of a boy with black hair, for now, this will do tonight.

With a click she grabs the handle as she entered her apartment, it was very spacious big enough to pass as a penthouse.

The room was dark as the night enveloped the world the window outside.

Before she turned the door and light the switch a glimmer of red and blue stared at her.

There the boy in her mind until now sat on the couch, his glimmering eyes mystified by the moonlight stared down at her.

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"Hello there, sensei!" With a smile, I greeted hair, head tilted slightly as my arm rested on the armchair.

"S-Shinomiya-sama!?" She almost dropped her bag, eyes widened before regain her bearing, "What are you doing here?" She smiled back, placing the bag on the counter nearby.

"No, I was passing by, and I thought would come by for visit and play."

She strode forward, with an amicable smile she said, "Well, what a naughty boy…how do you get in?"

"Through the front door, the manager kindly gave me the spare key."

"I see, Do you realize, it already night?" She put down her posture, matching our gaze.

"Yes, but I want to get out so badly, so I sneaked away!" With a childlike pout, I answered.

A glint passed her eyes, "Hehe, I see…but you shouldn't do that anymore you know, or a wolf may sneak itself behind you." She c.a.r.e.s.sed me in the cheek.

"Ehm, as expected sensei is different and kind when outside of class, I understand it some of the sorts," I beamed, flashing my pearly teeth.

"Of course, we a.d.u.l.ts need to know when we get serious or not," She put her fingers on my chin, she smelled like flowers, enticing but deadly like a predator her eyes sharpened as our gaze match.

"Say, Shinomiya-sama, would you want an extra lesson? I'm sure it will be enjoyable than my usual class." Her breath fl.u.s.tered, as she slightly couldn't contain her intent, she reached her button, condoning it as I could see a bit of her black laced bra.

With a cup she took both of my cheeks, kneeling in front of me yet our posture the exact match due to a difference in height.

"What are you doing, sensei?"

"Shhh…be quiet, and let sensei teach you something." She put her index finger on my lips, as red hue smeared her face.

Her short raven hair shone l.u.s.tily under the moonlight. Somehow I felt I was forgetting something important.

Her bountiful c.h.e.s.t heaved sporadically against mine, as she cupped both of my reddened cheeks, our lips met.

It was something new, I felt my resolution was wavering, yet I don't know what it is. I focused on her.

With a brief touch, she parted our lips before plunging it once more. She probed me deeper, as her tongue invaded mine like a mother guided her child she led my tongue.

Our saliva mixed, it squelched in pleasurable sound. "Ehmm," I felt something dripping beneath me.

"Ah…ah...ah," Our tongue parted, I felt a brief pang inside my head. It throbbed hardly, as I clutch my head.

"Ehmm, what a good child…want me to teach the next lesson?" It was more confirmation than a question, as she unbuttoned her transparent white shirt, revealing a black laced bra inside it.

But my answer was brief but strong, "NO!"

I felt it returned to me, my senses –my purposes.

What have I done? I reeled back to reality as I realized.

Sweat covered both of us. her form was all as perfect. Her m.a.t.u.r.e gaze, her bountiful cleavage, her black hair, No! No! This is all wrong, something is wrong.

My stomach squelched in disgust, not to her but to me.

How could you!?

"Something wrong, Yuu?" Don't call me that name you wench, the name she gave me.

You're not worthy to call my name.

My eyes flared in blue, as I remembered it, why I was here, to begin with.

I collected back my senses, breath high breath out.

She stupefied wide-eyed as my crimson eyes turned blue.

As I tried to proceed with my original plan,

Then it returned once again.

Kill her!

Don't do that!

Kill! Kill!

Don't!

Kill!

What is wrong with me!

Remember Kaguya!

"Yuu!" the wench called my name.

Hayasaka! What am I supposed to do!

Kill! Kill! For our suffering, for their happiness, kill!

No! We don't want that, just come home Yuu.

Kill! Make her suffer.

"Aghhh!" I shouted out, my arms clutched to my head. The whispered gone.

"Shinomiya-sama!

"Ah, now I remember sensei."

"W-what is it?"

"I wanted to make you suffer!"

Blue eyes shone brightly, as blood splurged out of all her openings. Eyes socket, ears, mouth, nose, even her other hole.

Blood poured down the floor until it seeped out of existence like it was never there, to begin with.

She tried to scream in pain but to all her effort, she couldn't. To be exact, she couldn't scream nor uttered a single echo.

I've made sure to obliterate her vocal chord. As she tortured for a lifetime and vanished to nothingness, in a blink of three seconds my eyes opened.

Or…so I thought, the outcome I wanted to happen. I leveled my gaze on the sleeping woman beside me. She was much younger than before.

I just couldn't do it, my consciousness held me back. And here I thought, I would trash away everything to protect what I have.

The sovereign cruel nature and my childhood innocence must be clashed at the time the whispering comes, wrestling for dominance.

And the l.u.s.t and memories loss earlier was just a bad timing between the fight of my two-no three souls.

The innocent and child soul -me,

The Cruel and pragmatical soul –the sovereign,

And the l.u.s.t and curious soul –the third unknown soul.

The moon sovereign must have not been predicting this outcome or he didn't bother to mention it to me at the time his-self vanished.

But it all resulted in a perfect melding of the three souls.

No, it couldn't be said that I just know how to switch and meld between the three personalities.

All it was just bad timing, I looked again at the woman sleeping form, her c.h.e.s.t peacefully heaved up and down at the mattress.

Back again.

The eyes could also use a superior form of structural grasping when I tried to make her suffer, I also accidentally saw her memories.

It just not fair, after seeing her fair share of cruelty she has gone through.

So, instead, I reverted back her age, along with manipulating some of her memories and personalities.

Now I felt hollow once more, just like when that cruel magus who tortured me for years died on my hand.

It was pointless. He died so I guess that's it, nothing more. It felt hollow, unbearable unlike when I thirsted for revenge.

If I must say, it was like when someone felt after they masturbate. I heard that when some of the bodyguards talking.

I clenched and opened my palm in turn.

You'll be the first and my last failure, Sensei.

Without a glance, I stand up, passing the window glass viewing the city below.

As I turned my gaze on it, bright light washed my peripheral.

My legs quivered, in silent confirmation.

Something dark has been unleashed.

The grail it whispered.

Evil, the evil of the world sang.

It putrid odor washed over me.

It reeked in mud, and worms, promising the tragedy that shall befall the people around it.

As I heard thousands of scream and burned husk of people, I renewed my oath.

Tragedy will fall for us soon, and I will stop it.