Sunday, May 1st, now it's been an entire month since Siegfried became a Host. And last night, he was assigned a mission to safeguard a young girl named: Yue Takahashi. But before he could assume his duties for the Org. He has to do his duties as a Host first.
In Mina's room...
Harmonic chirps of birds were heard outside, as a minotaur girl rose from her bed, "Mmm... What time is it...?" as the small cowbell from her neck rang when she turned, then rubbed her eyes, her hair somewhat disheveled and her sleepwear a mess, "5:42 AM?" she yawned, and slowly she began to wake herself up, she held and felt her breasts, which were now bigger than usual, "Hmm... Oh, it's all so full... and bigger than usual... I better extract these..." then she heard a knock on her door, cautiously she asked, "W-Who is it?" and a familiar voice replied, "It's me..." With that voice, Mina's sleepiness just magically disappeared, and started panicking for she CANNOT allow her Host to see her in her nightwear, "J-Just a minute!" and went to her closet and got into a rose-patterned hoodie that somehow fitted her upper body.
She opened the door, and her Host wearing his loungewear greeted her, "Mina... Good morning, last night, you said that you needed my help." And scratched his cheek, "Though I'm not sure... what you needed help with."
There Mina averted her gaze away from Siegfried, and shuffled nervously, "Uhhh, umm, err... Y-Yes, that's right I do need your help." (Crap...! I ran away too soon that I forgot to tell him what I actually need him to help me with!)
She then gathered her thoughts, "M-Mr. Siegfried, you've been such a responsible Host but I hate to ask for your help because I thought I might be a bother..." Siegfried just shrugged, "Bother? Hmm... It might be true in some sense..." and he added, "But I am your Host, your needs became my obligation. And I am obligated to help you, Mina." He grunted at himself, (Am I helping her out of obligation? Perhaps it's best to not dwell too much about this subject...)
After what he said, Mina despite her timid self, thought, (I... I have to say it to him... I have to ask him to do it for me... It's not the same with a machine. I need it manually.) And she mustered all her courage and said, "S-S-Siegfried! P-Please milk me!"
In all of the years of training Siegfried went through, in all the missions he undertook, in all the experience he accumulated in his career as a Knight, he could not have expected this to happen to him and just froze. (Was? Was hat sie gesagt?), "S-Siegfried?" Siegfried's mind just went blank with the Windows XP shut down and startup SFX, and stared blankly for a few seconds before coming back to his senses, "O-Oh, I see, understood... I will prepare the necessary things... Please wait." Siegfried studied a manual that provided explicit guides on properly milking a female minotaur courtesy of the MRPA.
After gathering the necessary things, he went upstairs, but as he was climbing up, he noticed his hastened breath and heartbeat and thought to himself, (Wait... Am I... panicking...? No. Impossible. I never panic. But this feeling...) he shook his head, "Focus. Forget. Forgo." And he soon arrived at Mina's door and paused, (I'll be honest: I've seen them on multiple occasions and thought nothing of it, but I think this is the first time I'll actually touch them. But why? Why is my heart racing...? *grunt* Let's get this over with...)
He knocked on her door, "C-Come in." when he entered, in the center of the room he saw a foldable metal perch, a small plastic stool, and a metal bucket underneath it beside her bed. "I... p-prepped the m-milking station..." she said as her face was still bright red and her tail swayed anxiously. She was still in her clothes and Siegfried pointed that out, "A-Ah, y-you're right." And she started to undress before realizing that her Host is watching her, and timidly said, "S-Siegfried... can you please turn around?"
And he complied as he set down a plate with a hot towel and a dry towel. "Y-You c-can l-look now..." and he turned around and saw Mina topless and only in her cotton shorts, the only thing covering her boobs are her arms.
Mina blushed furiously as her tail swayed even faster, (E-Eh...?! Is this real? Am I half-naked in front of my Host right now!? Ugh... This feels so surreal...!) And Siegfried with his usual expression nodded in approval, "Let's get to work..."
Now, first things first, according to the manual Siegfried needs to massage Mina's boobs first to stimulate and ease their flow. With the help of warm towels, their job is to loosen up the milk ducts and massage them.
Siegfried sat on Mina's bed, much to Mina's embarrassment, and gestured for Mina to stand in front of him, despite the overwhelming embarrassment Mina is feeling right now, she complied and stood close in front of her Host. (Mmmh...! Is it finally happening!? H -He's here, he's actually in my room! Alone! I'm not dreaming, am I?) And so it began.
"M-Mina... your arms." "Ah, r-right! Sorry..." Silence as awkwardness filled the room. The only source of light is the weak morning sunlight shining behind the curtains of her windows, providing a dim but visible area of the surrounding area of Mina's room. Mina gulped and thought this is it, the moment she had long planned in her head over and over, in these past few days is actually happening. In the dimly lit room, the only sound Siegfried could hear is Mina's explicit breaths, Mina all the thing she could hear at this moment is her heartbeat going so strong and so quick that it blocked out the ringing silence in her ears.
She closed her eyes, and slowly, let go of her arms covering her boobs, revealing them to Siegfried. They dropped, jiggled, and swayed, when she released them, while slowly opening her eyes and averting them away from shame. Siegfried saw a magnificent sight that men could only dream of and noticed that her nipples are quite perky and protruding, quite the opposite of Mina. "Forgive my insolence, Mina. But here I go..."
Then Siegfried gently placed both of his hands onto Mina's giant and overtly ample milk-laden bosom, Mina felt the strong yet gentle grip touching her boobs and nipples, and she moaned unintentionally, "Ah... ♥" (Oh crap, I moaned he just touched them and I instantly moaned he didn't hear that did he?) then Siegfried silently remarked, (T-They're gigantic... and quite heavy, and I can feel the milk inside them, and yet, they're so... soft and warm.)
As he slowly begins to massage them, thereby causing Mina to react with immense pleasure, "Hmm...! ♥" (This feels weird...! I've never felt this way before! This... this... this intense feeling...!) And Mina's panting is the only thing Siegfried's ear could perceive, "D-Does it hurt...?" softly he asked, then Mina shook her head and hid her expression away, "Siegfried, you... you can be a little rougher."
He nodded, obeyed, and slowly increased the pressure of his massage. When Siegfried groped her boobs and gently squeezed them, Mina moaned with ecstasy, "Ahn...! ♥" Siegfried's hands seem to sink from Mina's boobs, despite their softness, they also felt firm and springy and plop back up when he squeezes them.
As Mina felt Siegfried's strong hands enveloping her boobs, she thought to herself, (His hands, feel so burly and strong and yet... and yet they're so gentle...)
And Siegfried stopped as Mina was panting heavily and he said, "Mina, sit in front of me..." Due to the pleasure that Mina was experiencing the abrupt offer Siegfried offered caused her not to hear it the first time, "W-What?" He moved back into her bed, gave space to Mina to sit in, and gestured for her to come to sit in front of him, "We'll do the next step." She nodded despite her obvious embarrassment and accepted his offer.
And sat in front of her Host, Mina sat with perfect posture and anxiously awaited the next step. (H-He's so close...!) she thought while her face is still blazing red. Siegfried continued the breast massage with his hands and as he was doing so, he felt that something in his pants was getting hot, and... rising. (Hmm...? My underwear... getting tight...) then he realized, (Ah. Of course... the natural reaction of males... How shameful, forgive me, Mina...) Siegfried despite his usual indifferent expression, a perfect and elaborate façade to his true feelings, felt his body temperature rising, his breathing hastened but managed to keep his heartbeat to remain stable and fighting to keep the impure thought from invading his mind. (Focus. Forget. Forgo. Focus. Forget. Forgo. Breathe... Steady... Keep your mind free from impure thoughts for I am not worthy to be touched by her purity and innocence...)
He kept the massage up while folding his legs to an Indian Seat before Mina notices something is poking her buttocks. But it was a little too late, as Mina is enjoying the massage she felt something... hard rising on her behind, "S-Siegfried...?" despite him transitioning into a new sitting position, he had hoped that Mina didn't notice, "Y-Yes, Mina?" however... Mina knew what was poking her behind, especially if it was a healthy 18-year-old male that was doing her massage, (W-Was that hardness that's rising from my behind was his...) Somehow her ear turned even redder as she shook her head and tried to abandon the thought but it kept coming back and decided to focus on the feeling of pleasure from his massages.
After the bare massage is finished Siegfried went and get the hot damp towel placed on a plate and felt it with his skin if it was too hot. After feeling it for a few seconds, he nodded in approval, (It's the perfect level of warmth so that it won't hurt Mina.) As Mina was in front of him, he asked her to raise her arms up exposing her clear, white, and smooth underarms and placed the warm towel onto her massive pair and began slowly massage with them with a rocking motion much to the dismay of the Host. Mina felt the soothing warmth of the damp towel, along with the rhythmic and gentle motion of her Host's hands on her breasts, as sensual pleasure once again overwhelmed her body. Because for Minotaurs especially women, their breasts and nipples are more sensitive than other species as it's their strongest erogenous zones.
(Siegfried... He's leaning his body onto mine. His hands... The warm towel... It's perfect... ♥ If this is a dream, then I don't want to wake up.) and when Siegfried went down to massage her underboobs, and after a good minute of rubbing with the hot towel Siegfried squeezed once more and a stream of milk went flying out, and Mina moaned in pleasure then apologized, "I'm sorry...! I... I didn't..." And she looked back and Siegfried saw her vulnerable teary-eyed face, and when he witnessed that sight on her face, he paused for a second, and said, "Don't apologize..." And Mina smiled reassuringly, "I... I should be thanking you. For doing this for someone as useless as me!" He halted for a second and nodded, before gesturing towards the milking station to change positions.
Now, onto the final phase. Mina leaned onto the metal perch with Siegfried underneath her, "Ready?" he softly asked, and she bit her lip on her reddened face, and nodded, "Mhm! Ready...!" And softly caressed both her boobs with his fingers before reaching all the way to her nipples, and rubbing them as he rubbed her areola her nipples went harder and longer than normal, Mina without her knowing, her nipples became hard, erect, and lengthened as it stood firm and proud. And Siegfried felt her nipples getting wetter and wetter and when he pinched and tugged them Mina winced in pleasure, covered her mouth, and silenced her immense moaning, (Moo...! ♥ It's... It's coming... It's coming out...! Moo!!! ♥)
And when he tugged her nipples a strong stream of white liquid spurted out of her breasts and into the bucket, and when Siegfried witnessed this phenomenon, he remarked, (This volume... is impressive.)
He squeezed a bit harder on her boobs and more and more came flowing out. He maintained a steady rhythm and switched from nipple to breasts and Mina with her covered mouth moaned in absolute pleasure. (Moo! Ohhhh...! Ahhhh...! ♥ S-Siegfried! Siegfried! You're so good! So strong! So gentle! So skillful! I think, I think I'm... I'm about to cum!!! Moo! ♥) and on her lower body, her knees and legs trembled and buckled as her naughty bits shook violently with immense pleasure.
Then a few seconds passed and the session ended, Mina couldn't feel her legs, she panted heavily as her ample and bountiful breasts and milk-covered nipples were extracted all of her milk, if not for the metal perch she would've fallen over to Siegfried by now. Siegfried who was still sitting at the stool was amazed by how much Mina made in a single session, (This... This is a whole 10-liter bucket...) the bucket is filled to the brim with Minotaur Milk. And noticed his "reaction" down below. (I... How shameful...)
He glanced up at Mina who was still leaning heavily on the metal perch, panting heavily. "How're you feeling, Mina?" he softly asked, "M-Moo..." sleepily replied, and Siegfried noticed that she was about to fall asleep and sighed in relief, (Thank the Darkness it's over...) he grunted in approval, (You did well for bearing with someone as repulsive as me, Mina.)
Siegfried knowing full well that he can't leave her like this grabbed both of her shoulders, leaned her into his chest, and did a princess carry to Mina as it took all of his suppressed strength and carried her and slowly placed her into her soft bed. He grabbed a dry towel and began to dry off her boobs, she muttered, "Siegfried..." which caused him to glance at her once more, "Yes Mina?" and witnessed a semi-asleep Mina giving him a warm genuine smile of gladness, and hazily said, "Thank... you..." before drifting off to sleep.
He closed his eyes and paused for a second before reaching out her blanket and covering her body. Siegfried leaned closer and gently caressed Mina's head before cleaning up her room for her.
8:13 AM, about an hour or two, passed after their session, Mina woke up once more, she rubbed her eyes sleepily and looked down and realized that she didn't have any clothes on her upper body, "W-What the!?" Said a shocked Mina, she covered her body with her blanket, and wondered, "Aww... I could've sworn I wore a shirt when I went to bed..." She then noticed a folded piece of paper on her nightstand she unfurled it and read the contents inside of it, after finishing she came to a scary conclusion: "Siegfried actually came... to my room... in the early morning..."
She got out of bed and immediately noticed that her body is lighter than usual and her mind was in a better mood, "M-My body! I feel so light!" And she felt her breasts, "Eh? Ehhh?" she added, (Not a single milk is inside! It's like all my milk has been extracted!)
Mina jumped for joy and laughed heartily, "My body feels so light!" as her two mounds of flesh jiggled, bounced, and swayed with each jump. And thought to herself, (I... I can't believe it... That dream... IT WAS ACTUALLY REAL!? IT WASN'T A DREAM?!) and her face turned bright red and began taking deep breaths and fanning herself to keep herself calm, (He came to my room! And I actually got Siegfried to milk me! OMAIGOD!!!) and buried her face on her palm and shuffled vigorously in a mix of embarrassment, pure unfiltered joy, and satisfaction. "Now that I remember... It's all so clear now."
She then remembered crystal clear how the entire process went down. How careful he was, how burly and gentle his hands felt, how skillful he is with his milking and the immense pleasure that came with it. And with a bright-red face, she giggled embarrassingly, "Hehehe... Siegfried... thank you."
Then on the Takahashi Residence...
Yue was in her room hard at work lifting barbells in a steady and strong rhythm, she breathed in and out at a steady pace, sweat dripping off her body, she wore a black-and-red sports bra that exposes her toned midriff, black spats that showed off her thighs and wore indoor shoes. She wore black fingerless gloves to increase her grip on the barbell she was working with. (45... 46... 47... 48... 49... 50...!) and she placed the barbell on the floor and panted heavily and sighed, "Hoo... That finishes my 3rd set. Now... a 5-minute break..."
And she sat on the yoga mat where she was using earlier, and thought, (Next is... sparring session with my punching bag.) After she caught her breath, she stood up and went to her punching bag, but before she loaded a strike, she wondered, (Hmm... It's been only a day; I wonder if the tutoring flyers attracted any attention? God, I really hope someone would take up being my tutor.) and she scoffed sarcastically, "Heh. As if there's someone dumb enough to be my—" and the door of her room suddenly swung open and her mother excitedly said, "Yue! I got good news!" and her Yue embarrassingly remarked, "Mom, at least knock first!" and her mother had a realized look, "Oh sorry, but never mind that!" Her eyes gleamed with hope, and added, "YAHAHAHA! Just this hour I've already received over 20 e-mails expressing interest in being your tutor!" and she laughed tiringly, "Goddammit, in barely over an hour, I've had my 7th call inquiring about the tutoring job..." and an idea popped into Yue's head and she stood up and came up to her mother, "M-Mom!" she hesitated for a second, "I... I've been thinking... C-Can I have one trait that any of my possible tutors should have?" and her mother raised her eyebrow, "Oh? That's rare, you hardly ask for anything. Because of this, sure, why not." And Yue had a pained look, "Even if it's a little ridiculous?"
Her mother shrugged, "Then let's hear it first." And Yue leaned closer into her mother's ear, and whispered her request, "Mm-hmm, uh-huh. Oh? I see, I see... hmm..." and once she heard her daughter's request, she thought about it for a second, "So if he doesn't possess this one singular characteristic, they fail...?" Yue nodded, "I know it's ridiculous but..." Himari gave her daughter a confident grin, "Sure, why not!" and Yue had a look of utter excitement, "R-Really!?" and her mother nodded to reaffirm her statement. "I like that idea! With this, finding a tutor suited to the traits you want will be a lot harder now. But don't you worry! Mommy will make it work." And Yue jumped high in joy and enthusiasm, "All right!"
Then night came, and above the Tokyo Skytree, overlooking the dazzling cityscape, a figure watched down below vigilantly. And a familiar voice spoke behind in English, though it wasn't his usual cheery and joking tone, rather it was a mix of seriousness and casualness, "Quite the beautiful view, eh? Sometimes after working in my day job at the MRPA, I would go here in the Tokyo Skytree's highest floor and admire the view from here, preferably with a can of ice-cold beer." And Siegfried nodded in agreement, "Indeed, it is a beautiful sight, Mr. Heinz." And added, "But I prefer to look up in the sky than to look down on the earth. These lights... Beautiful, but pale in comparison to the unsullied skies in Az'Nariah, the place where my Master trained me, where the night is its darkest and purest, the stars burn brightest and the moon glows warmest." And Heinz stifled a warm smile, and sighed, "You've been assigned a mission... Reaper?" but the Reaper stayed quiet, "I'll take that silence as a yes. So, what is then?" and the Reaper spoke, "Bodyguard duty..." Heinz loosened his tie and hung the suit jacket behind him as it waved with the wind, "Bodyguard duty? Not the most in-tune of your missions, am I wrong?" The Reaper shook his head, "No..." (Usually, it's either sabotage, assassinations, reconnaissance/information gathering, or most rarely... Noctis Exterminatus...) And the Reaper continued, as a modulator of his mask changed his voice, "I... have to meet up with the father of my protectee, Heinz, or shall I say... Jack Frost." And Jack Frost glanced at his companion and chuckled, "To establish contact? You best discuss the deal to be fair to both parties so that you won't get fucked in the end." He grunted, "I am... aware of that."
The Reaper wore his Nightcrawler Suit, the same uniform he wore when he raided and rescued Ivanna and her kin last month. "Still... I know I've already seen that uniform of yours plenty of times, Reaper but shit. It is menacing as hell." He rumbled his throat at his remark, "That's... no accident. I made it that way on purpose..." and Jack Frost turned around, "Well, I'll do the thing you asked me to do. But first, I have other business to attend to, viel glück Sensemann." And Jack Frost faced Reaper and gave him the Knight's salute, "For the Knights. For the Organization. For peace and justice between nations, monsters and humans alike." And the Reaper continued, "For our brothers and sisters who gladly gave their lives for our noble cause... For we are the instruments of war who will sound an era of peace." And in unison, "Noctis Victoria, through the light in the night will we see victory."
And the Reaper bid Jack Frost farewell on his left eye glowed a menacing red light as Black Mist appeared behind the Reaper, growing and spreading to him before engulfing him completely and disappearing into the darkness without a trace. "Now then, guess I'll make my move then."
Meanwhile at the Shiroyama Industries HQ...
At the very top of the building lies the office of the CEO. There a lone man in his late 40s stood at the massive glass pane that overlooks the nighttime Tokyo cityscape, "Have you met up with my daughter, Lionel?" the Werebeast from earlier sat in the set of sofas in the center of the room, and was sipping a cup of coffee, "No. Unfortunately not, boss. The timing is all over the place." He asked the Werelion, "Has the media caught a whiff of this situation yet?" Lionel said, "No, not at the moment, no. But it will soon if Miss Takahashi leaks it to the press."
He grunted in disapproval, "Stubborn..." He sighed, "Has she yet to tell my daughter that I wish to see her? After all, I already gave her the child support, why can't I see my her?" Lionel shuffled nervously, "W-We... We've yet to initiate contact with your daughter and your Ex-Lover." He grunted in approval, "I see... Then try again. Time is of the essence..."
The old man closed his eyes and turned to him, and gave him a confident smile.
Akihiko Shiroyama, a multi-billionaire is a man in his mid-40s of above-average height; and wearing a traditional Yukata. His distinct features include his long greying hair tied in a bun, his ruggedly handsome looks, and his neatly trimmed grey beard and mustache and disfiguring scar on his left cheek.
"Actually, I hired some help. I contacted an old friend of mine and gave us one of their finest agents to aid us in safeguarding Yue." As he said while stroking his beard, he looked at his expensive, luxurious wristwatch to tell the time, "When will they arrive?" he paused and told Lionel, "Right about... Now."
As if by cue, he heard yelling outside his doors, "Hey! You can't come here! This is a restricted ar—!" and the noises outside suddenly went silent, Lionel had a nervous look and prepared to draw his weapon but Akihiko remained calm. And the door slowly opened and there showed a hooded figure wearing a black and red coat and a disturbing skull-like mask, as it held a limp security guard by its collar his left eye glowed a menacing red light.
"Hold your weapon, Lionel. He's here." And the figure spoke softly and sternly in fluent Japanese, "Are you Shiroyama Akihiko...?" the man simply smiled, "I am. Are you the one who was sent by the Head Director?" and the figure dropped the unconscious guard on the floor, "I am." And the skull-masked figure approached the two at a distance and bowed, "Sentinel Primus, codenamed: Reaper, is at your service, Mr. Akihiko Shiroyama."
Lionel had an uneasy look on him, (Shit. Everything about him screams danger. My fight or flight reflexes are going crazy!)
Mr. Akihiko chuckled, "Welcome, Reaper. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Please, have a seat." He gestured to Lionel, "Lionel, would you be so kind and get us the finest whiskey in my cabinet?" he somewhat calmed down, nodded, and did what he was asked to do, "Y-Yes boss."
Then as the Reaper sat on the couch with his leg raised and the CEO of Shiroyama Industries facing him as his apparent Werelion bodyguard. "Hmhmhmhm," he chuckled as he poured both of them a glass, "Thank you for coming in on such short notice." He shook his head and stayed quiet, and Akihiko stifled a smirk, "Not much of a talker, are you? That is fine." And leaned forward, "Though I must say, you aren't exactly what I imagined. But your combat prowess is most impressive, I have at least 40 of the finest guards money could buy patrolling the perimeter, and yet..." he looked at him intently and confidently smiled, "...And yet you took care of them like they were nothing, I am most impressed."
And the Reaper is getting impatient, "Let's get down to business... It is about your daughter, no?"
He smiled with his eyes closed, "Very well." He sipped his whiskey once more, and thought, (Eager. I like that. Hana personally gave me information about him... His number of completed missions is dumbfoundingly numerous and mission success rates are at 100%? My word... Yet he hides his face for some reason. This guy...)
And the Reaper responded, "I don't like having my face being seen... Clandestine operations are something I... specialize in." And Mr. Shiroyama's eyes lit up, "Oh? You can read minds? Then I best be careful as not to anger you then." Lionel gulped, "Wait a minute, h-he can read minds? No one told me this, shit..." and glanced at Lionel and nodded.
The Reaper eased up as he leaned on the black leather seat and crossed his legs. Akihiko simply laughed and said, "Good. This is the last time I'll ever question whomever Hana sends. Reaper-san, I'll be blunt: I want you to go undercover as a Tutor." He crossed his arms and grunted, "Understood." He gestured towards Lionel, "Lionel if you would please." He nodded, "Yes sir." He pulled out a suitcase, and placed it on the coffee table, "According to our informants, her mother has placed up advertisements in their local area to be her daughter's tutor. The contents of this suitcase will aid you in landing that job."
Lionel explained further, "Phase 1 of your mission: Infiltrate that job tutoring to ensure a connection between you and the Boss's daughter. After securing tha—" Then the Reaper held up his hand halting Lionel from briefing him about the plan, "About that suitcase..." he continued, "I do not wish to use it..." Lionel had a surprised look on his beast-like visage and Akihiko raised his eyebrow in question, and Lionel shuffled uneasily and glanced at his boss, he glanced back and just gave him a carefree shrug, "Then so be it. I will not ask why. But do try to understand that I'm betting everything on the line to keep her safe, so in case you wish to use this then let me know." The Reaper grunted, "Understood." And Akihiko gestured the Werelion to continue, he coughed "Ahem. As I was saying, after securing that tutoring job, that's when Phase 2 will come in." He asked the werelion, "Phase 2?" and the werelion had a solemn look on his face, "Phase 2 is to ensure the protection of the Boss's daughter and her mother."
He grunted, "Understood." And Mr. Shiroyama added, "By the way, she's currently enrolled at Uwajima High, we're ready to give you the necessary equipment needed to ensure her safety."
And Lionel continued, "The contract will last for at the very least 2 weeks and at most a month. Of course, you will be compensated after the end of the duration." He pulled out a contract, "Do you accept these terms?" The Reaper read the contract, down to the last, minute detail before coming up with the answer, "I accept." And gave him the contract and pen to sign, but he rejected the writing equipment and opted for an alternative way of securing the contract, "Do any of you have a knife...?" he asked Lionel, he gave a concerned look at his boss and he gestured him to give it to him, he took off his gloves and stood up. Lionel pulled out a knife from his belt and gave it to the Reaper, he removed his glove and held it with the other then suddenly slashed the palm of his hand and his blood trickled down onto the contract. One. Two. And Three – three exact drops before closing his palm, and Mr. Shiroyama nodded in satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief, "Please protect my daughter. I would very much like to meet her soon." Then the Reaper's left eye glowed a red light and his wound started smoking and slowly closing, and the blood on the knife started to evaporate as well, but the drops of blood on the contract remained. "Reaper will not disappoint..."
The Reaper gave something to Lionel, "Lionel, right?" and added, "Update me on the mission..." Lionel nodded, "Understood, uh..." he paused as to what to call him, "Assign me a callsign if you wish..." He nodded, "Then your callsign will be Kruger. Is it okay with you?" He grunted in confirmation, "Very well..."
And bid them, "Farewell, for now." And the Reaper stood up and black mists appeared before him, slowly crept and flowed upward and melted into the darkness...
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