Normally, one would need permission from the creator of a pocket dinsion to enter or leave. Or, at the very least, they'd need to defeat them.
But what if there was no such thing? Then he had only one option left—Tsubaki.
More specifically, her necklace.
"Hold onto . Securely," Kousuke said to Yasaka. By connecting his mind to the necklace, he locked onto its position. Then he muttered an incomprehensible language, causing the space around them to tremble with a mysterious force. With a firm grip, the two vanished from the pocket dinsion for good.
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"Kousuke?! Why—rather, how are you here? And why is Yasaka-san hugging you so tightly?" Tsubaki asked the mont her boyfriend mysteriously appeared alongside Yasaka, right in front of her.
There was one thing to note—he didn't know the necklace's exact location. So, it was entirely within his expectations to end up in an awkward situation.
Like intruding on Tsubaki's bath ti. She was reclining in the bathtub, half her body subrged beneath the warm water.
"…You're so sexy," he muttered, eyes glued to his girlfriend's curvy figure. Yasaka blushed. She could feel the growing bulge in his pants pressing against her, still so close to him from the teleportation.
"…I'll hear your explanation later. Please get out first," Tsubaki said with a growing blush. She didn't even try to cover her body—Kousuke had already seen everything, and even touched them. Still, that didn't an she wasn't embarrassed. She was a growing young woman, after all.
"Eh? What about taking a bath together?" he asked with a smirk. Tsubaki seed very close to agreeing, so it fell to Yasaka to pull them back to reality.
"Kunou…"
She muttered the na faintly, her ears turning redder as she did her best to ignore the thing poking her stomach.
Kousuke imdiately ca to his senses at the ntion of Kunou. He pulled Yasaka out of the bathroom, ignoring the confused looks thrown their way by the Occult Research Club mbers as he headed straight for the exit.
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A few minutes later, they arrived in front of a familiar alleyway, the two of them staring at a certain building to the right. Kousuke rembered Ookuma ntioning it—the place where he kept Kunou.
He frowned. His sensitive senses picked up more than two life signatures inside the building.
"There might be more of them. Be careful," he said. She nodded in response. They had rushed here, her mind plagued with worry for her daughter's safety with each passing minute. Now that Kunou was only a few yards away, Yasaka's expression turned serious.
"I'll wait outside in case they brought backup," he continued, voice turning colder than steel. "So go all out. Don't leave a single one alive."
"…I will," she said in a low voice, hand tightening into a fist as her tails glowed with a faint, ominous red. He watched her disappear into the building with a slight smile before turning around, his expression flat and emotionless.
"Co out. I know you're there."
"Nyahaha~! You can sense , human? That's amazing, nya~!"
A black-haired woman in a revealing black kimono stepped out from the shade of a streetlamp.
What caught his attention wasn't her tone or her clothes—but the fluffy ears atop her head. A cat Youkai. And oddly, she slled familiar.
"Who are you?"
"Mm~ isn't it common courtesy to introduce yourself first, nya?" she said, a perpetual smug look on her face. "Well, I don't really mind—I'm Kuroka!"
"Kuroka…"
Hearing her na stirred sothing within him, but he couldn't quite place it. It was like trying to rember a word you knew existed, but it stubbornly refused to leave the back of your mind—leaving you unreasonably frustrated.
"I'm Kousuk—" "You're that Sitri Queen's boyfriend, right?"
"…You're rather well-inford."
"Nyahaha~ This much is nothing, nya!" she said proudly, puffing up her cleavage.
He gave her a half-hearted glance before looking her in the eyes. "So then, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
"That's too stiff, nya! Nothing serious—I was just told to keep an eye on this place, nyehehe!"
"Oho? Then is this soone very important to you?"
"Munya? Not really~ They didn't tell what to do if soone strong like you showed up, nya!" His eyes narrowed. She seed approachable, but he knew better. That smile was nothing more than a mask. If he let his guard down, he'd regret it.
Without warning, he shifted slightly to the left as Kuroka swiped her claws at him. The corner of her lips curled in amusent at his smooth movent before she leapt back.
"You're really good for a human, nya!"
"Thanks for the complint. Now, do you mind scurrying off like a good kitty?" he said with a smile. "You see, I don't have fond mories of black cats. They tend to bring bad luck."
"Nyahaha! I don't think so, nya~!"
Swish!
His hand snapped up and grabbed her wrist as she reached for his neck, gripping it tightly so she couldn't pull away.
"Please," he said gently—but his tone sent chills down her spine, "I don't want to kill one more person today."
"F-Fine, I get it, nya!" Kuroka said, sounding slightly dejected. He wasn't fooled by her pouty face—he'd seen better acting in the Other World. Still, he let go, and to her credit, she didn't attack again.
She seed to be pondering sothing, judging by the thoughtful frown on her face.
Then her expression lit up with mischievous energy.
"I've got an idea, nya… How about you mate with ?!"
"Pfft—"
"With your potent seed, I could give birth to strong children, nya!"
"…What is going on here?" Yasaka said, stepping out while carrying an unconscious Kunou in a princess carry. She hadn't expected to overhear sothing outrageous the mont she returned.
There was a sar of blood on her cheek. Kousuke pulled out a handkerchief from thin air and gently wiped it away.
"Don't mind the kitty. She's just talking nonsense."
"I'm serious, though, nya! Co on, think about it!"
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