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The Warlord
Chapter 20: Mikoto
— Hei Nara —
Predictably, both Uchiha were somewhat overwhelmed by the reunion, and I decided to make myself scarce for it. They don't need a third party lurking in the background for their long-overdue reunion.
Groaning, I grip Momiji's hair as she rapidly bobs her head before easily deepthroating my entire length and nuzzling her nose in my pubic region. Her tongue never stops moving, massaging my length with incredible dexterity before she pulls back and moves my length between her tits, pressing them against my thighs as she uses her hands to press them together and make them jiggle.
"Where do you want to finish, Master Hei? In my mouth, or on my body?" Momiji asks lewdly. "Shall I swallow your fat, sticky load or do you want to paint these fat shrine maiden tits with it?"
"Swallow it," I order, watching her move her head down to take the tip into her mouth again, freeing it from her pillowy confines, she pulls back until only the crown is inside her mouth, her tongue swirling around it and teasing the tip as she takes my shaft into her hands, rapidly stroking me to completion as I grip the arm of the chair for support and let out a groan of satisfaction. "Fuck, you really are the best at this, Momiji."
As I speak, she pulls back with an audible pop, opening her mouth to show me the seed inside it before she swallows it all with a smile and a giggle. I'm not lying, she is truly amazing at oral. I thought she was good from the first time, but clearly it wasn't a one-off. It's like she saved her A-game for later.
"It is my duty to serve and support the Dragon Ninja, Master Hei. Whether through my duties as a shrine maiden, on the battlefield, or on my knees, and I take my responsibilities very seriously," Momiji replies demurely, hands resting in her lap. For the briefest moment, she averts her eyes but her amber gaze returns to mine quickly.
I've noticed that both she and Kureha, her older sister who I thought was going to be downright prudish at first, are very good in bed. Her mother is certainly no slouch either. Just what kind of training do the Shrine Maidens do?
A part of me wants to ask just how she got so damn good at this, but some questions are better left unanswered, even if I have to wonder-
Momiji freezes as she sees my eyes wandering to a corner of her room, her blush growing rapidly. It's just a bookshelf, and I almost ignored it before I saw one thing that stood out.
Is that the entire collection of Icha Icha books? Wait, no. The entire bookshelf is filled with nothing but erotica.
"You saw nothing, Master," Momiji growls, extremely cutely.
"Did you seriously learn all this through reading smut-" I start.
"Do you enjoy shrine maiden blowjobs?" Momiji asks bluntly as she cuts me off.
"I do, a lot," I admit.
"Would you like to continue getting shrine maiden blowjobs?" Momiji continues sternly, her face still bright red.
"I retract my previous question," I answer with a quiet laugh, stroking her hair.
"Good boy," Momiji teases. "…now that you've seen them, we're re-enacting some of my favourite scenes."
"Aren't I the one in charge?" I ask, but she just stares at me.
"Are you saying you don't want to re-enact a bunch of extremely kinky sex scenes with me, master?" Momiji points out. "Scenes that will often have me completely tied up and defenceless as you have your wicked way with me?"
"Point taken," I agree quickly, reminding myself that sometimes just shutting the fuck up is an option. Momiji giggles, resting her head on my shoulder for a moment before we both pause. Guess the reunion is over, as we fix our clothes. She gives me a kiss on the cheek as I head out to our Uchiha guests, hearing them approaching.
I pretend not to notice her grab one of the books, and some bookmarks, as I head for the door.
Leaving her room, I barely have time to react to the missile currently launching toward me. Bracing myself, I grab the Uchiha-shaped projectile before she can knock me off my feet, hearing her rapid, mumbled thank yous she's spouting into my top.
Behind her, at a more sedate pace, Mikoto follows behind and gives me a small smile. I'm not surprised she's more sedate given the fact that from her point of view, her entire family died hours ago.
"You have my thanks for this opportunity, Lord Hayabusa," Mikoto says softly, bowing lightly as I stroke Sasuki's hair. "I take it the Hokage has… restrictions for me?"
"Not as many as you'd think. You're bound to me, so he has no reason to fear you'd betray the village. The only real restriction is that you can't admit to being the true Mikoto Uchiha. You'll be staying in the Hayabusa compound, same as Kushina," I explain easily. "Beyond that, you're under the same rules as everyone else in the village. Luckily, my relationship with Sasuki means that one of my 'creations' spending time with her shouldn't raise too many eyebrows."
Mikoto's eyes widened slightly in surprise, but given that she confessed to knowing of a planned coup hours earlier, I'm not surprised that she's so shocked. I have no doubt that she's under careful watch, but she's not destined for a Torture and Interrogation cell.
I suppose it isn't necessary when she can't lie to me.
"I see. That's… more generous than I would have expected," Mikoto admits, brushing her hair back behind her ear. I can't really imagine what she's going through, since she both just had her entire family killed by her own son (from her point of view), and suddenly not only has she missed so many years, she's in a body that's only slightly older than her daughter. In her body, she could pass for a regular eighteen year old… if it wasn't for the cat ears and tail which is swishing behind her. It's showing more of her feelings than her expression is. "Sasuki mentioned that you wanted my help in training her to use the Sharingan? I have it, of course, but I was retired and was never as strong as many of my clan. Still, I'll do all I can, of course, though this golden variant is a mystery to me."
"There's a lot of that going around, when it comes to my chakra," I admit with a shrug. "You might not be the strongest, but right now the only Sharingan users are Sasuki, Kakashi and Itachi. Kakashi, despite his skill, isn't exactly an expert on the Sharingan and its capabilities and Itachi isn't really an option either."
"True. There was quite the mess when Kakashi returned to the village with Obito's eye. Many wanted him dead, but my husband decided to permit Obito's dying wish," Mikoto admits, frowning. "And now Obito is most likely the true villain behind our fate. I still can't believe it, that boy was one of the kindest of our clan."
"You didn't think Itachi could do what he did either," Sasuki says, her face curling up in fury. To our surprise, Mikoto laughs. It's only a short, sad laugh but a laugh all the same.
"No. I could see Itachi deciding that the clan was a threat and deciding to take matters into his own hands. Itachi, as much as I do believe he loved his family, was a ninja through and through. I hate to think about him making that choice, but I can see how he'd decide to do what he did," Mikoto finally admits. "But Obito? He was the opposite of what people thought our clan was like, and he saw his team and sensei, the Lord Fourth, as family. If he truly was behind the Kyuubi attack, then he had a large part in the deaths of Kushina and Minato, as well as countless others. The Obito I remember would never do such a thing. I suppose time will reveal the truth."
"If he is the one-eyed Uchiha who helped Itachi, he will die," Sasuki says simply, her golden eyes swirling. Mikoto only nods.
"Make no mistake. Regardless of what he went through, if he truly is the mastermind that the Hokage and Lord Danzo believe him to be, death is the only fitting punishment for such a betrayal of his village, family and team," Mikoto agrees simply. Again, I have to wonder where her mind is. She accepted her death, at Itachi's hands, but finding out that someone else was pulling at the strings had to hurt.
I'd be wondering if Itachi was being controlled or manipulated, if I could have talked him down or stopped the disaster instead of just accepting my death. But, then again, I suppose only Itachi and his one-eyed ally know the truth and neither are here to tell us.
There's an uncomfortable silence for a moment, and something tells me that Itachi is the cause. I don't think the two agree on what should be done with Itachi himself. Sasuki is dead-set in her desire to kill him, but Mikoto?
"Enough dwelling in the unpleasant past," Mikoto says, shaking her head. "Lord Hayabusa, I believe the best way for me to aid Sasuki in learning to control her new eyes would be for me to gain them myself, as someone who already has experience with the Sharingan. I'll be better suited to spotting the changes than Sasuki, who awakened the Sharingan in its golden form."
"Just Hei is fine, Mikoto. I might be the Lord of this clan, but I'm also still just a genin for now. Let me cling to some form of normality a little while longer," I say with a chuckle. "But you do realise what you're asking, correct?"
"I do," Mikoto admits, her cheeks heating up a little as Sasuki looks between us both with a conflicted expression. "I am aware of what I am asking for, and I am prepared for it. Call it a mother's worry, but I want to get to the bottom of her golden eyes as soon as possible."
"If you are sure, I'm fine with it," I agree easily, watching both Uchihas blush. "Sasuki, Team Seven are going to be training with me for a while, on the Hayabusa compound. Naruko will be training with Kushina, you with Mikoto and Sakura with me. Can you bring them here tomorrow morning?"
"Sure," Sasuki agrees, getting the hint. "I- thank you. I know I've said it a lot, but I don't think I'll ever have said it enough. Thank you. And I'll tell Aunt Yoshino that you'll be sleeping here tonight."
"Thanks," I say with a smile. Mom wormed her way into Sasuki's life fast, but after being alone for so long, it's not a surprise that Sasuki was so rapidly pulled into the Nara family once her walls fell.
Giving Sasuki a deep kiss, I watch as she hesitates, looking back at Mikoto as if she's afraid her mother will simply vanish once she leaves. After a moment, Sasuki takes her leave and I turn to Mikoto.
This is going to be weird. She's been 'alive' for two hours, at the most, which means her 'day' has been her entire family dying, ghost interrogation and then reuniting with her suddenly older daughter. Now, she's finishing it by fucking her daughter's boyfriend.
"I feel the need to ask if you're sure about this, given the fact that from your point of view, you watched your husband die 'today'," I say simply, watching her flinch slightly.
"Retired or not, I am still a kunoichi. I know a little about other variants of the Sharingan, and it's often bad. My husband had awoken the Mangekyo Sharingan but rarely used it because of the cost," Mikoto admits, closing her eyes before she opens them again. The glaring red eyes that meet my gaze makes me pause, knowing enough to recognise that I'm not looking at a regular Sharingan, the almost pinwheel shaped eye swirling menacingly. "I suppose the sacrifice of my entire clan, at the hands of my own son, was enough for me to gain it as well. I haven't told Sasuki, yet. I hope she'll never be put through a traumatic enough experience to gain the Mangekyo herself."
"That only doubles my point. Nobody would blame you for putting things off for a week or two," I counter.
"I put off speaking to Minato and Kushina about the distance growing between the village and my clan, then they died before I could. I put off speaking to Itachi, and then almost my entire family died. I appreciate your concern, Hei, but you're wrong. I would blame myself, far more than anyone else could," Mikoto replies plainly as I guide her into the master bedroom. I go to respond to that, before she shrugs off the borrowed robe I gave her after she awoke. "Please, Hei. Don't make me beg. I was never the strongest, and I was fine with that, but now I can't help but wonder if I could have stopped everything from going wrong if I'd been strong enough. At the very least, I want the strength to protect what is left of my family."
Faced with an older, catgirl version of Sasuki, I have to admit that my resolve is a little… weak. Well, I gave her an out, two actually, and she didn't change her mind. Still, not 'my daughter', but 'what is left of my family'.
I don't comment on it as I kiss her, feeling her stiffen awkwardly before she helps remove my clothes and pushes me back onto my bed. Whatever she's feeling is pushed deep down as she practically pounces on me, sitting in my lap as one hand grasps my hardening cock and gives it some experimental strokes, while her other hand moves to her breast. Unlike Sasuki's nearly flat chest, Mikoto has a pair of small but perky breasts that she tweaks as she grinds against my shaft.
I'm sure she has her reasons for jumping into this. Wanting strength to avoid another tragedy, wanting to make sure her daughter was safe, but in truth? I get the feeling this is as much a distraction as anything else as she slams down onto my cock. Instantly, I feel her tight, virgin cunt begin to squeeze down on my shaft, trying to milk me as she moans and her eyes widen in surprise before she laughs.
"Right, I suppose I was a virgin again," Mikoto giggles, looking appropriately amused at the idea of being a virgin mother of two. The rarest of all virgins, the Virgin Milf. "Just… let me set the pace, okay? Lie back and enjoy yourself."
"No complaints here," I admit as I slide my hands around her, coming to rest on her firm backside. She rolls her eyes, more playful than annoyed, as she begins to move her hips.
— Mikoto Uchiha (Cat) —
Perhaps her new body was simply more sensitive, given its feline nature, or maybe her lacking sex life with Fugaku was to blame. Either way, she couldn't deny that this was more pleasant than she'd expected, all things considered.
At least the second penetration she was experiencing in the last twenty-four hours was more pleasant than the last. She could still feel the pain of Itachi's blade stabbing into her chest, but she shook her head as she kissed Hei to silence his questions. He was too good to not notice her mercurial mood, but how else could she feel after today?
Obito. The One-Eyed Uchiha. When she'd met her end, she'd been willing to accept it as Itachi's choice, sure that Itachi would look after his little sister. She didn't question him, not wanting to make things harder for Itachi who was already going through an impossible choice, but learning that there was someone else whispering in Itachi's ear? That the choice might not have been his at all? It made her final 'sacrifice' feel laughable at best.
What would have happened if she and Fugaku tried to talk Itachi down? In truth, maybe they'd have died all the same but at least she might have more information on this masked man who seemed to be determined to destroy the Uchiha clan. The Kyuubi attack had been blamed on them, because a masked Uchiha had controlled the Nine Tails. Then, the distance between the village and the clan had been used to wipe them out. Had he been plucking strings and pushing the clan toward their coup? She hated that she couldn't say for sure.
What she knew, or at least feared, was that whoever this person was, they weren't going to stop. Whether it was Obito or not, they had a grudge against the entire clan. It was the only explanation, and now Sasuki was starting the process of rebuilding the clan, having Hei's children and making allies and connections. How long would it be before a masked man came for her daughter?
The idea filled her with dread, and a determination to make sure that Itachi's massacre was the last tragedy the Uchiha clan faced. She'd failed to convince Fugaku, she'd failed to question Itachi, but she wouldn't fail Sasuki.
So, Sasuki would need every edge she could get. She'd need to learn how to use her Sharingan, both normal and this golden variant. Fugaku used to be so strong and talented with his Sharingan that he was known as 'Wicked Eye Fugaku' and was seen as comparable to Minato himself, and the three Sannin. In truth, she believed that had Fugaku decided to fight, he might have beaten Itachi.
She was no such genius. She had been a Jounin, but had 'retired' over the growing divide between the village and her family. Her skill with the Sharingan was probably above average in her clan, but that wasn't saying much when the difference between 'above average' and the geniuses like Fugaku and Itachi was so laughably vast.
If the Masked Man had truly fought most of her clan and won, she wasn't under any delusion that she'd even slow him down. Even with the Mangekyo, she wasn't strong enough to prevent another tragedy from happening. So, when she found out about the empowerment that Hei could give his partners?
As she said, she was still a kunoichi at heart. If it helped her protect Sasuki, if it helped her teach Sasuki how to use her new power, potentially saving her daughter's life later, she'd do far more than fuck Hei.
Hei was still a mystery to her, but she could read the room enough to know that he was both talented, intelligent and seen as a secret weapon for Konoha. Lord Third had high hopes for Hei, that was clear even from her interrogation. What she did know was that he cared for Sasuki, and she intended to make sure that he remained fond of her traitorous clan so he could be relied on when trouble found them once more.
A kunoichi's body was a weapon, after all. He'd be more likely to listen to any pleas for help if he'd emptied his balls into her wet, willing cunt a hundred times before.
When the Masked Man, Itachi, or even Danzo or whoever else, found themselves wondering if they should finish off the weakened Uchiha, she wanted Hei to have plenty of reasons to stand against them. Even if three of those reasons were her ass, mouth and pussy.
As she rode him, she had to admit that as far as 'sacrifices' went, this was a pleasurable one. He was well-equipped and knew what he was doing, despite remaining laid back as requested.
It wasn't that she thought he was using Sasuki. In truth, she genuinely believed that he was fond of her. Especially if Sasuki was truly carrying his baby. She just knew that the Nara clan were logical to the extreme and both risk and effort averse. She wanted to tip the scales as much as possible so that he never decided the Uchiha were 'too much effort'.
It wasn't that Nara were cowards, quite the opposite. They just had a habit of running the numbers and deciding that some things were too much trouble. It was probably why their clan had such a high survival rate on the field, they had no shame in deciding a threat was too much for them and simply cutting their losses.
She didn't want the Uchiha to become one of those losses that was just 'too bothersome' to deal with.
As she climaxed, Hei made his move and flipped them over, pinning her down as a single leg wrapped around his waist. She didn't protest, only digging her sharp claw-like fingernails into his back as he began to have his way with her. In truth, there was very little he could do to her that she'd protest at this point because…
Hei was a genius. Her talk with Sasuki, the way Hiruzen and Danzo treated him, showed her that. More than that, Hei was someone with a strange but powerful bloodline, many clans at his back, and the support of the Hokage. Essentially, Hei was likely to be the next Hokage, if she was reading the room right and Sasuki wasn't just exaggerating her boyfriend's reputation.
And it would come down to the Hokage to decide Itachi's fate.
So, for now, she'd let the next Hokage do whatever the fuck he wanted to her so that when she had to beg for her son's life, he might just listen.
When he finally came, sheathing himself inside her with a shudder running through his masculine, chiselled form, she gasped at the feeling of his seed flooding her womb. She wasn't unused to the sensation, given her two children, but this was a different matter entirely as she felt the powerful chakra-infused semen pump into her body, the chakra spreading through her entire body.
She'd deactivated her Sharingan, well aware of the damage the Mangekyo could do from overuse, but as the chakra reached her eyes, they disobeyed her and her Sharingan sprang to life, Hei's own eyes widened in curiosity. She didn't need a mirror to know what she'd see, even as he slowly pulled out of her with a small plop, her incredibly tight body trapping his semen inside her.
"I take it that it worked?" Mikoto asked, panting quietly as he nodded.
"You still have the pinwheels instead of the tomoe that Sasuki has, which I guess is the Mangekyo, but your eyes have gone from red to gold," Hei agreed, going to grab something reflective before she grabbed his arms and pulled him back onto the bed.
"Then I suppose the next round is just a… thank you from the Uchiha clan, for all you've done for Sasuki," Mikoto purrs, nibbling on his earlobe for a moment before she flipped them back over. He hadn't gone soft, and she didn't give him a chance to do so before she was on top of him again, moving his hands to her breasts.
A momentary suspicion crossed his face, before he relaxed and indulged in her offered body. He was smart, she figured he'd probably work out what she was doing, but knowing that she was seducing him and being willing to resist it were two different matters for the clearly… high-libido'd teenager.
Round two blended into three, then four and five until she finally collapsed, semen leaking from her used cunt and sticking to her thighs as she cuddled with him.
"Can I stay here tonight?" Mikoto asked, putting the right amount of desperation in her words. It helped that she wasn't entirely faking it. She wasn't looking forward to her dreams.
Hei mumbled something, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her head against his muscular chest.
— Hei Nara —
Waking up to a blowjob from my latest miracle was… confirming. Now, don't get me wrong, I enjoyed it. Mikoto is pretty good in bed, but last night I could shrug it off as her just wanting a distraction.
But while I do believe she's grateful, I'm also not dumb enough not to recognise seduction as what it is. Now, why would she want to seduce me when she's already gotten resurrected and reunited with her daughter?
Something tells me I was right to assume that Mikoto and Sasuki have very different opinions on Itachi's fate. She clung to the fact that someone else was involved, and I can already tell she's mentally pushing the blame onto the Masked Uchiha.
I suppose we won't know what truly happened until one of them is captured or dead. Either way, I don't have a horse in this race. Which she knows, which is why she has gone out of her way to keep me happy.
I don't mind, frankly. What I am worried about is the inevitable clusterfuck that will occur when their wildly different hopes for Itachi clash. Sasuki wants him dead, more than anything else, but Mikoto clearly doesn't agree and she thinks I'll have some sway over his fate.
Of course, 'dead' is a little more vague now and it's possible both could get what they want. Sasuki kills Itachi then he just gets brought right back. Not exactly what Sasuki wants, and frankly she'll need an argument a hell of a lot better than a wake up blowjob and a quickie in the shower to convince me to go out of my way to save Itachi.
Especially when, to be perfectly blunt, I like Sasuki a lot more than her and frankly? Sasuki is the better fuck. Mikoto knows what she's doing, but Sasuki's enthusiasm is far more real and her reactions are the best. Even if I let my dick decide, it would decide on whatever Sasuki wants.
But then, I also imagine she's going to be trying to convince Sasuki as well. She's just smart enough to see that tangled knot and know that it's not going to be a quick task to unravel it so she's starting with me.
I think Kushina is equally suspicious of her friend, because after realising that Mikoto spent the night with me, she dragged her friend off into her room for 'girl stuff'.
I, showing the wisdom that my clan is famous for, decided that I don't need to know about 'girl stuff'. As my brother would eagerly inform me, it's troublesome.
Besides, it gave me a chance to train with Haku before the others arrived. She's been focused on her own training since I agreed to take her to Mist with me, and I have to admit that she is pretty damn good.
…I also, maybe, decided to question her on the rest of the Seven Swordsmen because my luck fucking sucks. But hey, it's not like I'm going to run into one of the Seven Swordsmen inside the village.
— Ameyuri Ringo —
As she saw Konoha in the distance, she frowned to herself lightly as she approached the gates, arms raised. The guards stiffened, suspicion clear on their faces but they were also clearly expecting her, or at least expecting someone, as she was permitted to enter, even being allowed to keep her weapons.
Konoha was certainly confident to allow a member of the Seven Swordsmen into their village, still armed. Well, she supposed she didn't exactly look as intimidating as her reputation suggested as she coughed up some more blood into a cloth.
She waved off the help of the rest of her little envoy squad, looking around Konoha curiously. She hoped Mei knew what she was doing, but in her state she was hardly any help to the other rebels, anyway.
With her body giving out on her more each day, what did she have to lose by meeting the legendary Nara who had beaten two of her comrades?
In the worst case, she'd have more to laugh at Kushimaru over when she got to the other side. But if the Hokage was being truthful? She had a hell of a lot to gain.
— Bonus Scene — Hiashi Hyuuga
Hitomi's return had come with a lot of changes, not least of which was weakening the power of the Clan Elders because… well, she'd beaten most of them to the ground for suggesting that one of her daughters should be given the Caged Bird seal.
It went without saying that the old men were furious at the disrespect (and broken bones) and in any normal situation, they'd try to get revenge by wielding their wealth and political power to make her life (and his, by extension) more difficult.
This was not a normal situation.
As the fire jutsu flew at her, Hitomi's golden Byakugan seemed to almost glow with power and her hand dashed out. His own Byakugan watched as the chakra infused in the jutsu was just… drained harmlessly.
The clan elders, who had been grumbling and shouting about her actions since their beating, all gasped and clapped as if they hadn't spent every day since her awakening talking down to her. He knew all too well how this had happened, everyone in the clan did.
Tsume had gained her beast form from Hei. Now, Hitomi had evolved her Byakugan to a variant that gave her the power to absorb chakra from both opponents and even jutsu. It was hard to do so, and dangerous because if you failed you'd just be tanking the jutsu, but Hitomi had been skilled before her sickness and with the buffs from Hei's… chakra infusion, she was better than ever.
The Uchiha had the Mangekyo Sharingan, but the Byakugan had never been seen to evolve like this. This was a first in their entire clan's history. He wasn't surprised that the Elders suddenly didn't mind a few broken ribs and dislocated jaws.
His eyes turned to Hinata and Hanabi as they clapped, awed by their mother's skills and then he sighed.
This was, undoubtedly, a brilliant thing for the Hyuuga Clan. And yet, he was only tired as his brother patted his back commiseratingly.
The next head of the clan needed to have this new, empowered version of their dojutsu.
'Hey, Hei. Remember how you fucked my wife back to health? Care to take both my daughter's virginities too? Oh, and please marry one of them. You can keep the other as a mistress.'
Yeah, that wasn't going to work. As bizarre as it seemed, despite part of her reason for attacking the elders being their plans to marry off their daughters, now she suddenly agreed that they should both, at the very least, get the infusion of Hei's chakra and both she and the elders agreed that tying one of his daughters to Hei and his rapidly growing power was for the best.
The Elders thought it was best for the clan, hoping to get a next generation of Hyuugas 'blessed' by Hei's bizarre bloodline and chakra. Hitomi thought it would be best for the daughters because it would take them out from under the Elders' control and she trusted Hei with them. At the end of the day, despite their different reasons, his wife and the endlessly meddling elders were in agreement.
He'd long since grown frustrated with his clan's rules and the power it gave the Elders, even over him. He'd also long since learnt that he couldn't deny Hitomi anything when she set her mind to something.
So, when the bane of his life and his wife both agreed, what could he do but go along with it? In truth, it wasn't that he even disagreed. He wanted what was best for his daughters, and getting the empowered Byakugan would give them power, both physical and political.
But how was he supposed to explain this to Hinata? Hanabi, tomboy that she was, already had caught on and seemed excited by the prospect, but Hinata was still his adorable, innocent heiress.
Who he was about to get Hei to fuck, and probably marry. Preferably the other way around, but he wasn't that hopeful.
Why was his life so strange?