On Astral Tides: From Humble Freelancer To Astral Emperor

“It is still most curious, very strange.” Anna declared, looking around the packed mansion. “Though it is not entirely different, totally foreign to the Seelie Court. Eat, drink, carouse. Plot and scheme.” Her furry muzzle twisted into a wicked sneer. “Many of the oldest still remember humans and have little love, less care for them. Indeed, I understand why Raggy was greatly furious, mightily enraged…”

Shaeula snorted at that but allowed her sister to continue.

“…but he should not have, never have, allowed you to come to harm, nor resorted to violence to prove his point. Little Raggy is quite the hot-headed fool, furious idiot. Needless to say, your older sister punished him suitably!” She preened proudly.

“Yes, it is not-not the way we do things here.” Shaeula grinned, and despite she being in the so-called mortalform, and Anna in her natural Fae state, the smile matched, showing they were siblings. Half-siblings anyway, and that still counts. “I have-have forgiven my idiot brother and will not-not pursue the matter.” She sighed then. “I understand in his own-own foolish way, he was doing what he felt was best for me. Though he is far-far too overprotective. I can-can stand on my own now. Though I am not-not alone, of course. Akio knows well such emotions…” She winked at me, before glancing over at Aiko, who was enjoying herself, seeming more relaxed than I’d seen her for a while, red-faced and talking loudly to Ellie, Yukiko and Tsukiko. Seeing Shaeula looking, my sis excused herself, and sauntered over, sitting down beside us in an empty seat someone had left.

“Hey, what’s up?” she asked, grinning. “Enjoying yourselves here, I hope. I’m surprised you didn’t bring your whole family over, Shaeula. Poor Shaeraggo must be missing you terribly. He’s such a helpless siscon. There’s a lot of that going around. Still, I guess if a sister is so great, it’s only natural to be overprotective.” I felt that was a dig at me, but it seemed rather playful, so I ignored it.

“It is true-true, you are indeed a wonderful sister, and a better-better female.” Shaeula winked, her amber eyes sparkling with amusement. “I did enjoy our date earlier. I know-know Eri did too.”

“Hey, it wasn’t really a date.” My sis was suddenly flushed, abashed. “It was just us hanging out, doing girly stuff. Fun though.” she admitted. “I needed to clear my head. I remember our talk on the plane. You said I wasn’t as stupid as I thought I was. Maybe not, but… I’m definitely slow when it comes to understanding myself and others. But that’s just gloomy… so where’s your bro at?” she repeated, and Shaeula waved one hand dismissively.

“If-if I invited Shaeraggo, I would have to allow father to come, and that would put great-great strain on an already overworked Ling, and besides…” She glanced at her sister, and Anna nodded.

“Father would be a great pain, mighty nuisance here. He has accepted our little Ula has a mate, and she is no longer an adorable child, charming girl, but a grown woman. But he is still temperamental and moody. Much has changed recently, so swiftly, so rapidly, that he has much to do. Plotting and scheming.” She repeated her earlier comment meaningfully. “While the Court moves with the Moons, those within move by their wants, by their wills. And such desires have not changed, never shifted.”

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“I don’t exactly get it.” Aiko shrugged. “Do either of you?” she addressed Asha and Hyacinth, bringing them into the conversation, and I inwardly applauded. Aiko said she was going to make the effort to forge genuine, rather than superficial, connections with others. I guess she’s making a start.

“After all, you’ve both been around a while, though… it’s not polite to talk about a woman’s age, I know.” My sis winked.

“We Dryads knew little about the inner workings of the Court, despite our august role as Daughters of Orion.” Asha began. “Since my Grove was around the Spring, I was not completely detached from it, but compared to the Dryads who lived within the Court itself…” She shook her head, reddish locks tumbling freely. “…but I know this. Whatever the reason hostilities began between the Court and humanity, the actions we Fae, especially we Dryads, hated back then, have not gone away, only accelerated. In the past, you humans cut down forests with sharp axes of gleaming iron, dammed rivers, hunted animals to extinction. Now… now even the skies and the seas are suffering. It is not easy to overlook, but…” She reached out and took my arm. “…I know you will reverse that. And I do not judge all humanity by this. After all…” She glanced at Hyacinth, who nodded slowly.

“It is nooot that we have done better. Princess Shaeranna is quite cooorrect. I dooo not remember much…” Her violet-silver eyes flashed with a metallic gleam, and I felt I wa beginning to recognise what the meant. Still, today is not a time for painful memories, it’s a time for family… “…but I knooow we are not good at wooorking together, and the actions of the few have… led tooo much sorrow. We Fae dooo not change quickly, nooor easily, without cause.”

“Hey, but you’ve changed, haven’t you?” my sis insisted, her expression rueful. “Damn, I feel awful for coming over and ruining the mood. It’s Christmas! Everyone here’s family. Eat, drink, be merry, yeah?” My sis raised her glass, and at my inquisitive gaze, she snickered nastily, reminding me of Shaeula. “Dad’s too nervous to worry about me. He’s watching mom, making sure she doesn’t explode. I mean, we’ve got six Princesses here, if we could you and your sister, Shaeula. And a Prince. He’s sweating bullets. But he’s proud. Of you, bro. So am I. Despite everything I say and do, you know that, right?”

As everyone looked on warmly, though Shaeula was indeed sniggering, my sis raised her glass. “It’s a bit early for a New Year’s Resolution, but you’ll humour me, won’t you bro?”

“Didn’t I already say I’d do anything for you, sis?” I couldn’t help but tease, and she rolled her eyes.

“Don’t I know it. But that’s why…” She raised her glass and I did the same. We clinked them together, and after we took gulps of the contents, sealing the toast, she placed down her glass and clapped her hands.

“…no more moping or worrying. Well, I say that, but nobody’s immune to backsliding. I’ve watched you go backwards any number of times, bro.” As those around me chuckled, agreeing, she took a deep breath. “I know what I want to do, and I know that life isn’t all about the now. Though enjoying the moment is important. After all, injuries can happen at any time. I talked to that Korean girl, Nari-chan… uh… I’m not good with Korean honorifics yet, would it be Nari-unni maybe? Anyway, that doesn’t matter… what does is, she was living my dream. Olympic hopeful, winning competitions, even had a rich family… but it all came crashing down in an instant with a bad injury. It must have been rough for her. Worse… her parents said without that, her worth was in getting married. No wonder she basically became an iron wall of disinterest. I would too. Yeah, definitely.” My sis nodded to herself. “That’s not the point I’m making though…”

As I wondered when she’d had time to talk to the Koreans so much… during the Pilgrimage, I guess… she poured out her words. “I’m happy her injury has been fixed now, and she’s in Adamant. No way her parents can push her into something she doesn’t want now. Shit, bro…” My sis gave one of her infrequent curses, slapping me on the shoulder. “…you’re in charge of a garden of flowers, and you aren’t plucking. I admire your restraint, even if I get it. You’ve got your hands full!” She chuckled softly. “I feel responsible…”

“There is no-no need.” Shaeula shook her head. “I told you, Aiko. It is simply that a quality male will attract many-many females. Just as a quality female…”

“Reverse harem, huh?” my sis chuckled. “I can see it now. It’s no fun for the guys though, is it? We have a different mindset. I’m all for equality, but… it’s like sport, isn’t it? It’s not fair for men and women to compete together most of the time. But… that’s changed, hasn’t it?”

“I was-was going to say that a quality female deserves a quality male, but I do not-not mean to be… discriminatory. If a female loves-loves another female, there is no-no harm in that. We Fae seldom care about such-such things. But your point…”

“My point…” Aiko answered Shaeula. “…is not that I’m rambling drunk. Shit…” She cursed again, and despite her Ether Healing and high stats, clearly was at least tipsy. “…I’m a slow girl, but everything’s great, isn’t it? Look around us. My bro’s all grown up, and the house is full of warmth and laughter. It’s been anything but since you left for uni, bro. But those days are over.”

“Yes.” Asha agreed. “And soon there will be new life born, bringing yet more joy and the promise of renewal…”

“Yeah, I’m going to be an auntie… I can hardly believe it.” my sis agreed. “Your kids… daughters, I guess I should say, since you’re a Dryad, are going to be blessed. What a family we have, yeah? Makes me excited. As… as does the future now. Because…” She looked me in the eyes. “…I’m always going to be a part of it, aren’t I?”

“Yeah. After all, auntie is my precious sister, and everyone’s dear friend.”

At my words, my sis flushed, before balling her fist and punching me, though she did it softly enough not to hurt herself, having learned her lesson. “Don’t be a prick, bro. I’m not your auntie. I’m still a youthful flower. Anyway… I realised what I wanted to do, what I dreamed of doing, but was out of reach, is perfect. Because… oh, maybe I am drunk, or I still remember yesterday…” Her tone was suddenly serious. “…but I want to speak my mind. I’m going to uni, and I’m going to study hard. But it won’t be just that. I’ll learn Chirurgery, Ether Healing, work these Eyes, and even other Skills you might not even have heard of, bro. I’ll understand more about the body, both physical and spiritual, than anyone. I’ll even surpass Christina and become the greatest…”

“I think you have-have a way to go there.” Shaeula snorted, and as my sis followed her gaze, she blushed, wrapping her arms around her chest.

“Rude! I’m not small, she’s just built like a Westerner. I’ve got room to grow. Wait, that’s not important…” My sis, ever quick to change gears, shook her head, as if to clear her thoughts. “…what is important is that I love sport, competition… but I always feared failure too much. Now… how can I fail? Bro, you’ll do anything to help me, and… so will my new, extended family. Even Eri. I don’t have to look after her anymore. That’s your job now, bro. Don’t get me wrong, I’m always there for her, but…”

“I understand.” It was Hyacinth who spoke, surprising us. “It is hard tooo let go, I know. You are younger than Eri, yes, but yooou grew up with her, and she was mooost shy. It is only natural to feel proootective of her, like an ooolder sister. I knooow that feeling well. But even now, if I cooould speak one more time, I would not lecture, nooor criticise… I would simply… say the wooords in my heart. You are fortunate, you can say what needs tooo be said, and always shall be able tooo…”

“Yeah. I get it.” My sis nodded. “Thanks Hyacinth. Anyway, my point is, so many people have my back, how can I fail? So long as I believe in myself, that is. I’m going to help you with your dreams, bro, everyone… but those dreams help my dream. Sport is ruined, you know?” She chuckled bitterly. “How can there be any sort of fairness now? But… I don’t want to see it just die. Not before I finally win some events.” She stuck out her tongue playfully. “But it’s not just for me. Nari-unni, all those out there who dedicated their life to sports… I’ll find a way to make it work again. But to do that, I’ll need to study, to understand. Sports Science, Politics, Medicine… damn, I get why you feel so stressed, bro. To do anything worthwhile you need to know so damn much. Besides… the knowledge I’ll uncover will help you, help everyone too. So… my Resolution is… to go for it, and to succeed!”

“A worthy goal.” I agreed, and we all clinked our glasses together, before drinking. “And you already said it, but anything you need…”

“I know. Sadly, it seems I need pain.” She winced suddenly at the thought. “Ether Healing as high as I can push it. That way when things inevitably go wrong as I’m Ranking up Chirurgery…”

That conversation carried on for a while, discussing the technical details, before my sis shook her head, a little overwhelmed by all the suggestions. “All right, all right. I’ve lots to think about. Wow, that’s the thing with dreams, they’re always harder in reality. So, Shaeranna, I get why you didn’t bring your dad, but what about that fox? Talaisha, wasn’t it? I figured you two were… pretty close.”

Oh, she thinks it’s like that, does she? Well, Shaeula did say the Fae don’t really care about gender…

“Of course we are!” Anna declared proudly. “Unlike her shitty excuse, worthless scum of a father, she is a noble warrior, and magnificent Way-Warden. But even were I to invite her, she would not come here, for she is merely my friend, my comrade, not my family. Though…” Anna narrowed her eyes. “…she does wish to test you once more, train you again, Akio.”

“I’m sure she does…” I laughed nervously. I was confident of being able to hold my own against Anna and Talaisha now that I had Tsumura Style, but in a balanced situation where I restrained my stats for training, their endless combat experience would tell, and I’d end up battered again.

“But what-what would you do if Akio charms her, Anna?” Shaeula couldn’t resist some teasing. “While he claims not-not to be a… furry… as he puts it, he admires strong females. Besides, I dare say that she can manage mortalform, yes? That makes me curious, sister, can-can you?”

Anna pondered that for a moment. “It is not something we have much need for, not in many years, a long time. But I believe…” There was a shining glow of aether, and I could see that Nie Ling’s ability was wavering, almost dispersing, forcefully ejecting back Anna. I stabilised it by flowing in a little aether, and I could see my sis rolling her eyes, as she muttered that Eri would be angry I was exerting myself, but I pursed my lips, dismissing her concerns.

“Come on. A little aether is nothing. And I’m curious. Aren’t you, sis?”

“Yeah, I admit it…” she conceded, and moments later, the light dimmed, to reveal…

Wow… that sure is something…

“…I can succeed, triumph, if I but try.” Anna finished, a faint scattering of aetheric sparks highlighting her, as everyone was staring at her, the bustle of conversation around the table having ceased. Though I note Keomi-chan is still eating cake, as if nothing has happened…

Anna was taller than Shaeula, but there was certainly a resemblance, though it wasn’t pronounced. She had a long fall of black hair, down to her waist, and her eyes were a shimmering green, standing out against her white, porcelain skin. Her chest was also ample, and it was straining against the black cloth of her yukata, which was decorated with green patterns. Why a yukata? I kind of get why Shaeula ended up with one, but…

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“I simply wished to wear what my Ula does.” Anna licked her lips, and now she was fully human, it was… yeah, not thinking of Shaeula’s sister that way. She’s an in-law, and a good friend…

“It is… rather odd. The sort of clothing your bitch of a mother…” In her mortalform, her face was far more expressive, at least to our eyes, so it was easy to see she regretted calling Urakaze a bitch, but also clearly still disliked, even loathed her. It’s a shame we couldn’t track down the Night Parade either, it’d have been interesting to have invited her. Sooner or later we will…

“…never mind, forget that.” Her pale skin darkened, faintly pink, and she covered that embarrassment by taking a sip of her sake. “Father may not approve, not agree with mortalform, believing Ula is the most pretty, greatest beauty, with her delicate body, amber eyes and shining, lustrous fur… but I do concede here in the mortal world, there are advantages.”

“Yeah. So…” My sis elbowed me in the ribs. “She’s gorgeous, but stop staring bro, or we’ll all get the wrong idea.”

“Yeah.” I coughed, rubbing at my side where she struck me. “You could even go out into Tokyo without problems, no, you’d have a different sort of problem, but any guy who got too pushy would regret it… anyway, Talaisha is on duty, is she?” I asked, wisely changing the subject.

“Yes, after the Migration, it is always wise, very prudent, to scout and establish the situation.” Anna explained. “The Unseelie are too quiet. While the reclamation of the Spring is a true triumph, great victory for us…” She reached out and ruffled Shaeula’s amber hair with her human hand. “…and the acceptance of many of the Aggressor faction such as Duke Formor of our aims…” She bared her teeth, still a very weaselkin-like expression. “…I still loathe, despise that Giant fool for what he did, but… we must be pragmatic. The Court is at its strongest for many a Moon. So fools believe that the silence of our enemies, for the Wild Hunt is doing little but probing our defences too, is a cause for great celebration, much cheer. But the wise know silence is ominous.”

“That’s true.” I agreed. I exchanged a glance with Hyacinth, who nodded, her gaze troubled. “But the difference is now that the Court doesn’t stand alone. It would be better if we could get Primal Forest to allow us to plant more Gates within the Court itself, but apparently that’s not something he’ll concede yet. Maybe he’ll change his mind when he sees what we can do here on Earth. Anyway… that’s a gloomy topic, so…” I flicked my sis on the ear, making her pout. “…if my sis is making a Resolution for the new year, what will ours be?”

“I, for-for one…” Shaeula began proudly, and as we talked, ate and drank, the unfamiliar mortalform of Anna drawing a lot of attention, especially from Hiroto-san, who seemed perplexed by her change, the Christmas Party continued on…

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“It’s your move, Keomi-chan. Put down the fork and throw the dice…” Kana grumbled, much to the amusement of her parents, and quiet, almost terrified chagrin of Keomi-chan’s.

“Oh, sorry. It’s just… there are soooooo many delicious treats!” Keomi-chan apologised, setting down her cutlery, but not before forcing another mouthful of gâteau into her mouth, smearing cream everywhere. Seeing that, I let out a flicker of aether, wiping it away.

“Oh, thanks, Akio-kun!” Keomi-chan giggled, before throwing two six-sided dice. They bounced across the board, coming up as a five and a four. “Let me see…” She grasped her token, a small metal dog, and moved it nine spaces. “Oh, so that’s…” Keomi-chan struggled to read the English letters on the space, and Kana knocked her head with one fist gently.

“You’re in high school now, girl. You need to study harder. It says ‘Northumberland Avenue’. That’s not too far from Princess Eleanor’s house, is it?”

“You’re right.” I agreed. We were using mom’s old and well-worn Monopoly set, which she’d brought with her from England, and it depicted London, or at least the version from several decades ago. “Indeed, I’ve been down a few of these streets during our date. Anyway, it’s available, if you want to block off Tsukiko.”

“Whoa, Kana, you’re so smart. When did you learn to read English?” Keomi-chan enthused, and Kana gently bopped her head again.

“I can’t stay ordinary forever, can I? Though it’s cheating as my stats are a lot higher than yours. Even so, don’t slack off. Wouldn’t you agree, Auntie, Uncle?” She addressed Keomi-chan’s parents.

“It’s… well, you’ve always been a good role model, Kana-chan.”  Izumi Nahoko-san, Keomi-chan’s mother, smiled gently. “I wish our daughter was more mature, like you. Instead…”

We watched as Keomi-chan agonised over the decision. “I don’t… want to be mean to Tsukiko-chan!” she declared at last, and her father, Izumi Jiro-san, younger brother to Kana’s father, Daichi-san, who bore quite a resemblance to him, panicked.

“You can’t be so disrespectful to the noble Lady Diviner, Keomi! Why, if you do…” Sweat was dripping from him as he glanced over at Tsukiko, her parents sitting behind her, though they had calmed down over the evening. “…it brings great shame to the Izumi name…”

“If you don’t mind me saying…” Shiro, another one of those playing Monopoly with us, broke in, giving a polite smile, unusual for her. “I’m with Keomi here. Tsuki isn’t the Diviner here, she’s just one of Aki’s women, and our family. It just spoils the mood if you’re too tense. When it comes down to it, maybe Keomi’s got hidden talents? She never seems overawed wherever she goes…”

“Probably because she’s too airheaded.” Kana giggled. “I still can’t believe you thought Keomi-chan might… no, never mind. I’ve taken care of things, and it’s ten years too early for Keomi-chan to think of anything like that.”

“Do not mind going against me, Keomi…-chan.” Tsukiko was making an effort to be less formal, as she integrated more into our lives. Honestly, this Christmas Dinner and Party sure was a good idea. It’s letting everyone mingle freely, getting to know each other better. And the endless booze helps loosen the adults up. Honestly… the younger members of our group are the most adaptable. Kana and the others are taking things in stride. I suppose it makes sense, the young are quick to change.

“This is a game. It would not be worth playing were you so considerate. While we should all have fun together and enjoy ourselves, we should also give it our all to win.” Tsukiko then winked at me, one of her red orbs glimmering prettily. “Akio does respect those who try hard without surrender.”

“All right then. sorry! I’ll hand over the money then!” Keomi-chan paid for the property, and it was my turn next. Instead of two dice, I picked up twelve, and feeling a little self-conscious, I tossed them all.

“This hardly seems fair…” I grumbled, as Kana and Shiro checked the dice, and picked the two they thought would be the least advantageous for me. “Okay then…” I moved my piece, a small car, and ended up on Free Parking, a worthless square.

“Hey, don’t blame us for your absurd Fortune stat, Aki.” Shiro chuckled, taking the dice and quickly moving around the board. “Nice, Fleet Street. I’ll buy it. Now I just need Trafalgar Square for the set…”

“Maybe we need to handicap you too, Shiro.” Kana noticed. “Your Fortune isn’t exactly low, is it?”

As they bickered, Asha, our sixth player, quietly threw her dice. Buying a railway station, the dice had cycled back to Kana. As we continued to play, the parents of the girls chatted too, watching us, and since I was getting screwed over by everyone, Kana and Shiro especially enjoying sabotaging my results, in the sort of true Christmas tradition that would make mom proud… I remember her saying that when she used to play with her parents and father, when I was just a baby, they’d all team up on him…

“I am… grateful… that you would see our daughter, our… Tsukiko…” Kaoru-san, Tsukiko’s elderly mother, though like everyone who had received Chirurgery, she seemed years younger now, and full of fresh vitality, smiled wistfully, and her husband, Taro-san, patted her hand gently. “…as a woman. We stole that from her, with our piety.”

“Nonsense.” Masaji-san, Kana’s grandfather, shook his head. He was quite tipsy too, his face red from alcohol, but his brown eyes were still unwavering. “The Diviner is blessed, and worthy of praise and respect. The path of faith is hard, but…” He glanced over at both Tsukiko and his granddaughter, a sudden, satisfied smile on his face. “…the Gods are just. After all, is not the Diviner now Tsukiko-san as well? And Kana, our recalcitrant troublemaker of a granddaughter has grown up into a fine woman, a credit to Shirohebizumi shrine. Though I confess, having her earn the favour of this foreign God…” He shook his head. “…Conclave was united with one voice. So long as the Kami and Gods of Japan are respected, we will be… ecumenical in our ways.”

“Don’t be so grumpy, grandfather. Oh, I’ll buy it! Want to do a trade, Tsukiko? If so, then I can trade with Keomi-chan too, and all three of us have a chance to profit…”

“But you’ll have a full set then, Kana-chan. Tsukiko-chan and me, we’ll only have two each…” Keomi-chan tilted her head adorably, and Shiro burst out laughing.

“Why are you only slightly clever when it inconveniences me?” Kana pretended to be angry with her cousin. “Go eat some more cake, though don’t blame me if you feel sick later! Anyway…” The trade wasn’t made, and Asha actually made a deal with Keomi-chan, perhaps feeling bad for her, taking them both closer to an advantageous position. I was lagging behind, but honestly, this chaotic game was far more fun for me than playing to win and letting my Fortune stat coast me to victory…

“…it’s not exactly right to say that Kṣitigarbha chose me. But despite that, I’m using her power, so I do feel a certain faith towards her. Though…” She winked at me then. “…my faith towards Akio is stronger. It’s good to have a boyfriend who gives us what we want, isn’t it, Tsukiko? Even if it shouldn’t be possible.”

“I have said it before, so will not repeat myself, but yes. I feel blessed to be here. Our work is not done, but… I fear you might be soon, Akio.” She gave me an oddly teasing, seductive smile. “That property is mine. You must pay twenty-six pounds.”

As I handed over the paper money, Keomi-chan’s father spoke up again. Masaji-san’s naming sense isn’t the best. While Daichi and Jiro both have other meanings, they can also be read as first and second sons. How… typically Japanese. Though some might say Aiko and Akio is a bit odd too… and that’s even without our middle names…

“I think…” he said slowly, glancing at his daughter with a troubled expression as she took Kana’s invitation to eat more literally. “…I’m just worried. I’m from the lineage of Shirohebizumi shrine, so I was aware of the small spiritual abilities in our blood. Keomi took part in shrine activities willingly, even though Kana-chan was always sure to inherit. Even if you didn’t have a child, Daichi, then we’d have to find Keomi a husband from a suitable shrine lineage. After all, she’s… a bit…”

“I don’t know about that.” I disagreed. “I’d more say Keomi-chan’s innocent and clumsy, rather than foolish. Besides… you might find it hard to believe, but I’m not exactly a fan of these arrangements. I’d feel sorry for poor Keomi-chan.”

“It is merely a hypothetical.” Masaji-san shook his head. “Since my clever eldest granddaughter…” Kana puffed up at his praise, though her face was red, and I remembered that Kana had a relationship with her grandfather similar to the one I shared with my father, in that he was demanding and regimented, and she was more a… free spirit, maybe?

“…has done her duty…”

“Don’t say it like that.” Shiro interrupted. “There’s nothing dutiful about Kana. And I mean that in a good way. She’s doing what we’re all doing, following her desires. Oh, great… finally. I’ll buy it.” Shiro started giggling. “Park Lane and Mayfair. Makes sense that this stunning Shirohime gets the most expensive properties. Next turn I can start putting houses on, right?”

At my nod, she continued. “Anyway, it’s just the way Japan is, isn’t it? A lot of marriages are dictated by the desire to do business, or to keep trades in a family. And it doesn’t strike me that Keomi would be that hard to keep happy.” As Keomi-chan giggled at that, Shiro shrugged. “And it’d take a bastard with a heart of stone to mistreat such a bright little gremlin as her. I’m sure her parents would have picked a good man out.”

As the parents in question shuffled guiltily, Kana smirked. “Fortunately, Akio, you’re safe from having to shoulder her, thanks to me. Be grateful! Though… nothing changes the fact we’re family. Which is why you’re worried, right, Auntie, Uncle?” Kana got straight to the point, and they agreed.

“When Keomi was hurt in Kyoto…” Jiro-san began, and Tsukiko’s parents were sympathetic, understandably, as they went through worse, losing their daughter in the second Kyoto incident. “…we felt ashamed. Angry. Hurt.”

“If… If I’m being honest…” Nahoko-san looked at me solemnly. “…we blamed you. I know it isn’t fair to do so…”

“No, it isn’t.” Keomi-chan butted in. “Mom, that’s stupid. I didn’t listen, did I? Akio-kun warned everyone not to go to the Boundary without him, and…. I wasn’t supposed to listen to Uchida-sama anyway, was I? But the twins were going, and some of the others I knew…” Her tone was serious, as serious as I’d ever heard from the impish, cake-obsessed girl. “…I was scared, yes. It was horrible…” She shuddered, and Kana reached over and patted her hand, while Tsukiko softly rubbed her head.

“…but to blame Akio-kun… he came and saved us, alongside poor Eri-chan, and she got so hurt… Chiaki-chan and Chiasa-chan, Hotene-chan… we all know we owe them our lives. And… Haru-chan is nice. Her light helped me put aside the scary memories. And…” She stared her parents dead in the eyes, unflinching. “…it happened again, didn’t it? Kana-chan, she had to fight. I… and the others… we want to do what we can. So sorry, mom, dad. I’m not going to quit. I’m going to do my best. I’m not smart like Kana-chan, but… I know that Akio-kun and everyone else won’t let us get hurt. Besides…” She glanced over at Tsukiko’s parents. “Tsukiko-chan died, and even death won’t stop Akio-kun from helping us.” Her expression suddenly changed, and she showed a forkful of cake. “Besides, I get to eat yummy cake all I want!”

“Oh, you little idiot!” Kana cried, pretending to be angry, joining Tsukiko in messing up her hair and rubbing her head.

“If I may speak.” Tsukiko was as polite as always, but my face flushed as I remembered our night atop Mount Gassan. Beneath that austere exterior lurks a passionate woman, with many years of affection just waiting to be unleashed…

“Keomi-chan is quite correct. And is as much a servant of the Kami as I am. Be proud of her.” She frowned, her red eyes gleaming with wisdom, her beautiful face bared to the world. Behind us, Arisu-san had her camera out again, filming more footage for WTV, and I was amused at the thought of this game of Monopoly, which I was somehow losing, Shiro’s countering of my Fortune and the girls’ mischievousness combining against me, making it into a broadcast. I know that the BBC in Britain is syndicating a lot of WTV’s footage, possibly the Queen’s work, or maybe their Prime Minister, so… at least it’ll be familiar to the British…

“Yes, we face danger. But we do not have to go too far back into our history to remember war, and worse, the destruction of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Even today, while Japan lives in peace, there are civil wars and armed conflicts, coups and rebellions, worldwide. We have been spoiled, by the grace of the Gods. But all peace must pass. Instead, we should be grateful…” She smiled at me then. “…that the Gods have given us a chance, and that Akio, whether by the will of the Gods or his own might, has stood up for us. Besides, I have tasted death. It was not pleasant, yet… we have to believe those who fell that sad, cruel day found peace in Tengoku, or Heaven, as perhaps it is more commonly called now. And your daughter is our… my… precious family now. Family.” She was now smiling at her own parents. “I told you. It is never too late. Even death was but a stage in our journey to reconciliation. We must make up for lost time.”

As her parents teared up, Shiro gleefully took money from me, as I landed on Park Lane. My money dwindling, the girls began trading between themselves, and she winked at me wickedly. “It’ll do you good to lose, Aki. Though it’ll be your second defeat, since your sister beat you at baseball, right? If nothing else…”

“True.” I chuckled, in good spirits. “I was handicapped then too.”

“Poor baby.” Shiro taunted happily. “Anyway, let’s change the subject. All there is to it is that Keomi can stay our cheerful mascot, alongside little Marika. Speaking of babies…” Shiro steered the conversation to Asha, who like me, was in a precarious position in the game. “…I can hardly wrap my head around Aki as a father, but you’re starting to show. Is it going to be all right, the Tree stressing you out? It’s… rough, what we’re doing.”

Have no fear. Rose, who had been listening to my thoughts in silence, masking the pain of her own injuries, insisted. We will take our share of this Berserk Blessing, more than our share, when we are feeling slightly more… hale. I could hear her chuckles. I think you are wise. Push yourself hard now. At Rank Four… I will feel more reassured, though it will cause… other problems.

Other?

There’s no point worrying. You’ll have to face them sooner or later. There’s an argument later is better, a stronger foundation… but then that Tree is breaking all the rules. I have never heard of a Territory not sponsored by a Pantheon directly growing so fast. Though obviously there are many worlds I know little of… still, don’t let pride blind you. remain humble and prepared.

Fortunately, I’m Japanese. Humble is what we do, perhaps too much. But I get it. Anyway, we need Rank Four to fix our vulnerabilities. After that we’ll be consolidating. Anyway… I don’t want you all resonating too hard… none of the others are weak, they’ll all do their share…

I’ll be sure to tell Lin and the others you are thinking of us… Rose began, but Eri cut in.

Akio’s right. We’ll most certainly be fine. It’s not just us, after all. The web of Lovers’ Link Akio has spread is bearing fruit. If there are a hundred units of pain, then a hundred people make it barely a pinprick, a single unit each. Besides, it’s all good training, isn’t it? As for me… at Rank Twelve… It seemed Eri was unable to resist bragging that she’d pulled ahead of her closest, most unexpected rival in that regard. …my bond is strong, my connection, or should that be Connection… I could hear the capitalisation. …is unbreakable, and more than sturdy enough for pain. Besides… my body’s very malleable, it’s amazing what I can mitigate.

How fascinating. I truly look forward to when we meet in person, in better times…

Leaving them to their conversation, I instead focussed on the game, and talk of children, which both terrified me and thrilled me, if I was being honest. I hadn’t thought about being a father, and I’d certainly never imagined a few months ago it’d be happening so soon, but…

“I shall be fine. Care for my fruits is a matter I shall never neglect nor take chances with.” Asha stroked her belly softly, the slightly protruding hill pushing out at her loose dress.

“How long will your pregnancy be?” Nagi-san, Kana’s mom asked, and Tsukiko’s mother and Keomi-chan’s mother also crowded around, curious as only women could be. Seeing that and my mix of emotions, Daichi-san placed a hand on my shoulder.

“For us men, it’s a complicated feeling, isn’t it? More so for you perhaps. You’ve a lot riding on your shoulders.” He was talking far more informally than usual, and Kana snorted, rolling her eyes at that, even as the game of Monopoly carried on. “But it makes or breaks a man, the responsibility of being a father. I’m confident it’ll make you. Though…” He snorted, amused. “I am sure my brother and Taro-san could tell you, being a father to a girl is fraught with worry.”

“Hey, what worries have I ever caused you?” Kana protested cheekily, and he snorted again, perhaps the alcohol and atmosphere loosening his usual firm mood.

“You have to ask? Unfilial daughter, always causing trouble!”

“Hey, you wanted me to attract Akio, for the sake of Shirohebi! Else dear little Keomi-chan would be eaten up instead, and that’d… well it’d be creepy!”

“Hey, I’m cute!” Keomi-chan protested, and Kana chortled.

“That’s not the issue. You may only be a year younger than me, but all I can see is a kid!” As they bickered playfully, clearly not meaning any offense, their mothers were asking more questions about Asha’s pregnancy.

“So you don’t know? That’s strange. But then you… are a Dryad.” Nagi-san chuckled. “If I had to guess… you believe you are carrying twins, right? Well then…” She started counting on her fingers. “Oh, does time spent over there count? If so, I couldn’t even begin to calculate properly, but… judging by how quickly you’ve started blooming…” Asha smiled gently at the pun. “…it could be as quick as three more months, or maybe as slow as six? I don’t know…”

“We Fae are born self-aware.” Asha explained. “Nurtured by the mixed energies of our parents, and of the land of the Fae itself. Thus it is hard to be exact.”

“So you’re saying they won’t be helpless babies?” Nahoko-san asked, glancing at her daughter, which made Keomi-chan complain her mother babied her too much. “But will be able to talk and walk?”

“From the research I have done…” Asha pulled out her mobile phone, and I knew I wasn’t the only one amused at the strange sight of a Dryad using such a device. “…I believe they will be equivalent to a daughter of perhaps three years of age.”

“Ouch.” Nagi-san winced. “That’s… going to be one vicious labour. Won’t it harm your body?”

“It should not. For we are spiritual beings. However… there is much we still do not know, as my daughters with Akio shall be very different. I have discussed this with Emily and the others before, and we are putting measures in place…”

“There’s a lot to be said for skipping the early years. You’ll get more sleep for one.” Nahoko-san giggled, remembering her own daughter’s time as a baby. “But it’s a shame. Oh well, Kana-chan, when are you…”

“Hey, don’t ask me!” she protested. “I’m not even… no, not talking about this in front of my parents.” She was bright red. “Ask someone else…”

“I have no objection to having a child.” Tsukiko softly declared. “And though I am not… motherly… I have my own to guide me.” As her parents teared up again, grateful she was including them in their lives, Shiro shrugged.

“It comes when it comes. Tsuki, you might be the safest choice, but right now… we’d rather consolidate the situation, fix our current problems. Tan reckons there’ll be ample time for raising a family once Aki’s on the path to being Astral Emperor… so I’m afraid Emily’s going to have to content herself with a pair of baby Dryads for now…”

“At least knowing they’ll be girls means thinking of names is easier.” Nagi-san pointed out. “So just what are you thinking? Asha… that’s based on the toneriko tree, isn’t it? Ash, in English?”

“Indeed, all of we Dryads carry names of trees with us…” As they talked about that, the game started spinning to a conclusion, and soon Keomi-chan was the victor, holding up her hands in triumph. Glancing at Shiro, she winked at me. Yeah, you totally conspired to let her win, didn’t you?

Seeing Tsukiko’s gentle smile, and Kana’s teasing grin, I resolved to reward them later, and listening to the warm conversation about the future, Daichi-san, Taro-san and Jiro-san topping up my glass constantly with sake and whiskey, both congratulating me and cautioning me about my future responsibilities, I glanced over to where my father was talking to Kenji-san and Hiroto-san. As our eyes met, he smiled, and in it I could see both warmth, and respect. Yeah, father and uncle Junpei were both aghast at my confession when I revealed it wasn’t just Eri I loved, but now… well, if this harmonious, chaotic gathering can’t change their minds, nothing will…

***

“That’s why us wise old men have to give guidance, but there’s a difference between guidance and control.” Kenji-san was explaining to my father, while Hinata, Hiroto-san, Sakura and Minoru-kun watched on with a mixture of curiosity, disinterest and… Hiroto-san isn’t even paying attention. He’s constantly glancing over at Anna. I’ll admit, she’s eye-catching indeed, but…

“Yes, we need to be able to make our own mistakes, but some support in avoiding mistakes our parents and competitors have already made is welcome. And speaking of mistakes…” Hinata’s grin was vicious. “My dear brother, it’s all very well to look at princess Shaeranna with lewd eyes, she’s certainly gorgeous in mortalform, and doesn’t seem shy…” Indeed, her yukata was rather loose now, showing off her bountiful cleavage which far surpassed her sister’s modest offerings. Though if Shaeula had a chest that big at her height, she’d just be like Mizuki-san…

“…but I’m sorry to tell you, I doubt she’s interested in you. She likes warriors, Hiroto.” Hinata’s words were cutting. “And sadly, in a fight I’m not sure you could even beat Sakura.”

The woman in question flushed, but she slowly nodded. “I understand, Hinata. I shall train harder, to be worthy of the honour I received.” She touched her Adamant emblem, and Kenji-san let out a wicked chuckle.

“I don’t think she meant it like that, my dear. There’s no need to be so defensive.”

“I know.” Sakura flushed. “It is just… today, I finally understand what you have been saying all this time, Hinata.” She looked around at the figures at this party. “And it is just restricted to family today. If this was a business meeting…”

“Yes, we’d have old Shige-kun, Kira-kun, Takakura Sasuke-kun, Prime Minister Abe-kun, the great and the good of Japan here. The British too, and those who aren’t fools from Korea.” Kenji-san agreed. “You should be proud, Taichi-kun.” he addressed my father. “Your son has made it, the great and the good move at his words. You must be very proud.”

My father blinked, before letting out a rueful chuckle. “Oh, I am, even if… I am still not good at showing it. I would like to claim credit for that, but if anything… we have been difficult parents.” He glanced over at Emily, who was still fawning over Princess Diana, Ellie, Yukiko and her cousins, and then at Aiko, who was messing around with Motoko and Natsumi. Let me see… oh, she’s explaining her plans for a new Olympics at length, involving combat sports. And she’s dribbling. No wonder dad looks annoyed. How much did she drink? Still, Motoko and Natsumi are far too polite to stop her. I’ll add them to the reward list later.

“I was always… coloured by my youth, I suppose. I felt that Akio needed to be responsible, hardworking, dedicated, moral. And I spoiled Aiko rather too much.” Father turned to me then. “I am sorry. You have always looked out for her. And I am glad her mood has improved.”

Fuck me! It was rare I swore so virulently, but there was no way I wanted to talk about that with father or mom. Internally rattling off more curses, the stupid purikura picture and the book of wish tickets Aiko had given me as a gift burning a hole in my pocket, I managed a weak smile. “Yeah, I’m relieved. But she had a lot on her mind. Don’t we all, eh?”

Seeing me floundering, Hinata came to the rescue with a wink in my direction, and she topped up my father’s glass.

“Oh, thank you, daughter-in-law.” he replied, and she bowed charmingly.

“It’s my pleasure. You know, it’s being somewhere like this, all of us together, which really makes us feel like a true family. You wanted your son to be responsible, well he’s responsible for more than just all of us here, isn’t he? Hardworking… he works too hard. Eri will beat him if he does anything other than rest today. Dedicated… I feel his dedication to me, despite everything. Moral? It’s a new world, father-in-law, a new world. Aiko knows too. It’s hard to be in the large shadow her brother casts, and she’s trying to find her place here. Now she knows it.”

“Yes, I heard.” Kenji-san agreed. “I don’t claim to be knowledgeable about all the particulars, but it sounds to me like she’ll be a sportswoman, surgeon and scientist combined. I don’t think you can ask for more, Taichi-kun.”

“I want to take part!” Minoru-kun giggled happily. “I want to win medals for being magical!”

“Maybe you will.” Sakura reassured her little brother. “After all, I never expected to… to be doing what I am now. But I will do it well. To the best of my abilities. I will be responsible for the lives under my care, my fellow sisters of Adamant. I will work hard, until I am strong enough to protect everyone. I will dedicate myself…” There was a pause here, and Hinata’s eyes gleamed with delighted amusement as she watched her sister. “…to not only comporting myself as a noble daughter of Takatsukasa… just as you are, Hinata, but to upholding my Oaths. And as for moral… I will do as my conscience dictates.” Her hands shook a little then. “This world can be cruel, but… I would rather cruelty comes to the wicked, rather than those who do not deserve sorrow.”

“See?” Kenji-san pointed out to my father. “He’s been a good influence on Hinata, and Sakura-chan too. Even Hiroto has trying hard, and of course, so is Minoru-kun.”

“Of course I am.” Hiroto-san pulled his gaze away from Anna, who was now drunkenly explaining Fae sports to my sis. Huh, how very Harry Potter… it’s not Quidditch but I’d be curious to see it played… Setting aside the strange Fae pastime she described, which had some… slightly disturbing… connotations, I kept my focus on this conversation. “I’m tired of Hinata’s nagging. Though to be honest, it feels good to master this.” He flicked his finger, a ball of earth appearing and then turning to dust, making Minoru-kun clap in awe. “And the Levels are nice too. I’m fitter, stronger, my mind is clearer… but I still don’t match up to Sakura, do I?”

“Of course you don’t.” Hinata insisted. “She’s Adamant, my dear brother. And just like me, she’s faced a true battle, her life and those of her comrades on the line. But that’s not the point. Akio upholds us, upholds Adamant. More to the point…” she grinned viciously. “Next year we’ll definitely need a bigger venue. Maybe the Tengokusentou? Or as Eleanor suggested, Buckingham Palace. I think when we’re less pressured, we should make this a tradition. Christmas Eve for dates, Christmas Day for family, and… you call it Boxing Day, don’t you?”

Father and I nodded. “We do.” he agreed. “It is a British custom.”

“In that case, Boxing Day for business.” Hinata insisted. “Speaking of that, it won’t be long now. Rank Four will actually solve a significant problem that’s been holding up the opening of our new factories.” She tuned to me with a smile. “I know you’ve got to rearrange everything, but it would be wonderful if you can push the Boundary To Material Connection by the factory site to Rank four too as soon as we’re done. It’s only a day’s income. Not even that, now. But it’ll allow us to bathe the site in a higher ether density, which will reduce maintenance costs. Higher Ranks would obviously be better, but at around sixty million for Rank five as a rush-build… well, it might be a wise investment in a few months, but I know you have more to do…”

“That’s my girl.” Kenji-kun bragged. “So, Hiroto, what’s your plan for the future?”

“I’m going to go talk to your sister.” he grumbled to me, grinning sourly. “It seems our roles are reversed. I’m under my sister’s long shadow.”

Hinata burst out laughing. “Oh my, you do love shooting for the moon, Hiroto. Be my guest, but don’t expect me to dry your tears. Just don’t annoy her, okay? Or is it just you want to admire Shaeranna?”

“I choose not to answer that.” he remarked primly, before striding off and joining their group.

“It’s a noble thing for a man to pursue a woman, Minoru-kun…” Hinata suggested when she stopped laughing. “…but it’s important to be realistic, okay?”

“I don’t really get it, Hinata-chan, but I’ll remember.” he promised, and she squished his cheeks playfully until he flushed, squirmed, and ran off, heading for his mother.

“Isn’t he adorable?” she giggled. “You must have been a good sister to him, Sakura.”

“Whereas before I would have taken that as you throwing a veiled insult my way…” Sakura retorted. “…now I shall take it as you no doubt meant it. I have always tried to be a role model. I did the same for you. Perhaps it was arrogant, but even now, you could sometimes benefit from a little more grace.”

“Maybe so.” Hinata agreed. “But I get by on my charm! Anyway, we were talking business, weren’t we? What do you think, father-in-law? Your son will soon eclipse the wealthiest men in the world. But it’s not just about money… no, it’s power.” She grinned, stroking her watch, which allowed her to store her Faerie Pot and Mortal Claíomh Solais, allowing her to carry them everywhere. “Literally. Electricity generation, batteries… recycling, medicine, aetheric technology we haven’t even thought of yet, transportation, military might… we’ll control it all! For the greater good, of course. Akio’s terribly moral, as you wanted.” She winked then. “Oh, so long as you don’t insist on monogamy. But honestly, I think it’s more moral to open his heart to us all.”

“She is very… frightening.” father said to Kenji-san, and as Sakura was nodding along, Hinata giggled.

“Me, frightening? I’m not the scariest, not by a long way! I just want to follow my own dreams. And I can only do that with Akio. Because he’s part of my dream too. It’s the same for everyone. So don’t be apologetic, father-in-law. Nobody here is suffering or discontent. And if they are… then it’s our problem to take care of. Technically Eri shouldn’t have to help, but… she’s found her place too. We all have. Even Aiko now, so don’t worry.”

“I do nothing but worry…” father grumbled. “Everything is happening so fast. My son changed so much when he returned to Nishimorioka over the summer, but by the time he came back for Eri’s birthday, just a month later, things changed again. Then in Kyoto… it is reckless…”

“The nobility is the same.” Sakura spoke up, regarding us with a soft, solemn expression. “Change is not desirable. Only the stately weight of time creates true nobility…”

“Don’t I know it.” Hinata remarked. “But even Fujiwara-sama and Kira-sama know that’s no longer viable.” She glanced at me, seeking my support, and I agreed.

“Yes, I know everything we’re doing seems hasty, our schedules are packed to breaking point… and I know haste makes waste. But we can’t afford to be slow. We’re not just in danger of missing out on opportunities here, but… if we hesitate, we may lose our lives. If Motoko, Natsumi, Sakura and her fellow classmates didn’t have their training, equipment and Skills, then… Hanafubuki Private Academy would have run red with blood. Without Mae, Asha would be dead, and our Tree destroyed, my unborn daughters gone with them. Kana stopped her school from being blown up, and Eri, Hinata, the others… I don’t want any regrets, father. If we do all we can and still lose… it’ll be agony, but… knowing we could have done more…”

Hinata grabbed my hand, and oddly enough, Sakura took up my other one, after exchanging a silent look with her. “Don’t worry.” Hinata insisted. “We understand. Besides, don’t you have a bet with some Goddesses, Akio? I don’t know about you, Sakura, but it gets me excited! We’re facing off against the Divine themselves!”

“Don’t worry yourself too much, Taichi-kun.” Kenji-san was as relaxed as ever. “Isn’t it our role as elders to watch over our children and grandchildren, not to hold their hands, but to give timely advice? They come to me regularly. Hinata does, Eri-chan does too.” He smiled broadly. “I do enjoy having so many lovely granddaughters. You are more than welcome to visit more often, Sakura-chan. There’s no need to be shy.”

We were picking up an audience, seeing the way Hinata and Sakura were clinging to my hands. Mom was laughing, hand over her mouth, while my sis was rolling her eyes. Seeing that, I shook my head. This is another heavy conversation. It’s not quite festive enough… Mind made up, I squeezed their hands and smiled. “Yes, we’re all family here, and that’s what matters. So, time’s ticking, shall we mingle?”

With their smiles as their consent, I led the group back over towards mom and the others, as Christmas Day wound down into its final hours…

***

“I see it’s almost time to go.” Ellie sighed, leaning against me. I’d spent some time chatting to everyone, playing a few more Christmas games, though none as time-consuming as Monopoly, and just like then, everyone ganged up on me to force me to lose. Seeing as that amused them, I decided I wanted to lose, and with Fortune and their strategies working against me, I’d been thoroughly trounced, much to Shiro’s and my sister’s enjoyment. Still, with Arisu-san filming some of it, it’s better to look humble and modest, I think…

I’d retired to the sofa, and the girls seemed to have come to some sort of conclusion, as Ellie was suddenly occupying my left side, and Aiko was on my right, with a half-asleep Tsurugi curled up on her lap. Perhaps because Ellie has to go home soon, and it wouldn’t be fair to pick one of the others?

“All good things must come to an end.” I chuckled, smelling the fragrance of her hair.

“I’d rather stay the night, but… I suppose it isn’t feasible.” Ellie grumbled.

“You are a grown woman, Eleanor. What you do in your personal life is up to you.” her mother suggested. “I’m not a prude, and besides, though it isn’t public yet, you are dating. But there are complications…”

“The Press, as always.” Ellie agreed. “More to the point, I don’t know how long that Chinese woman’s power will last. And grandmother, father, Henry and Richard will want to see us…”

Seeing her gloomy face, Eri spoke up. “Don’t be so disappointed, Eleanor. Yes, we’re all staying the night, but there won’t be any of the sort of fun you are thinking. Pilgrimage restarts very early tomorrow, and we want Akio to have a good rest. So yes, we’ll all be sleeping together, but we won’t be sleeping together, you see.”

“Ah.” Ellie flushed. “I wasn’t really…”

“Nor was I.” Yukiko tittered, red-faced, much to the amusement of Kaoruko-san, her cousin. “I’m… not ready for that yet, but if it’s just sharing a bed… I’m a grown woman, if a little younger than you, Eleanor.”

“Don’t be mean about my age. I’m still in the prime of youth.” Ellie countered, though she wasn’t truly annoyed, just masking her longing. “Though I’m not the oldest here, am I? Not even counting Faeries or Goddesses. Though you don’t look your age at all, Tsukiko.”

The woman in question merely waved that off shyly, but Ellie was right. She could certainly pass for a woman in her early twenties.

“I’ve got my cute pyjamas ready.” Kana piped up, adding to the entertaining chaos. “They’re thin too, because it’ll be hot as hell all piled into one bed. Excited yet?” She winked seductively at me, and I chuckled, embarrassed.

“Not like I can say in front of Daichi-san, is it?”

“I’ll take that as a yes then.” she preened, and Ellie giggled, her mood lightening.

“It’s always so… lively. It… reminds me of the battlefield, in a way. There, David and… and Sarah… were always keeping us upbeat.” Her voice trailed off solemnly. “No more, alas.”

“Well love is a battlefield.” My sis chimed in to reassure her. “And don’t worry, when you’re fighting with us, you’ll dream of peace and quiet. It gets crazy.”

“Aiko…” my father warned, and with a smile my sis mimed zipping her lips.

“Anyway, I’ll take you back shortly.” I offered, but Shaeula interrupted.

“There is no-no need. You should rest, Akio. Anna and I shall escort them back-back to London, then I shall rejoin you. I too-too have cute new pyjamas.” She winked at Kana.

“That’s fine.” Ellie agreed. “I don’t want to be a bother. Honestly, I’m more than happy enough.” She looked around the room, smiling at everyone. “Thank you for making me all welcome. I’ve very much appreciated it. I’ll be sure to keep honing my Japanese, it makes me feel bad that you all speak such wonderful English. It’s true what they say, we British are rather lazy and spoiled when it comes to that. But I have my dignity… I’ve had a wonderful time. It’s allayed my last misgivings. And…” She then leaned in and kissed my cheek softly. “…I get it’s not as meaningful to us as it is to you Eastern cultures but…”

“Now’s your moment, bro.” my sis insisted, elbowing me in the ribs again. “Be a man! If she’s going home to an empty bed, at least give her a memory…”

“Aiko!” my father grumbled, mortified, but this time she merely giggled, unwilling to be quiet.

You know, she’s right. And so is Ellie. In that case…

To a mix of laughter, cheers and some ironic confusion, I grabbed Ellie’s shoulders and pulled her into my embrace, our lips meeting. At first, she seemed surprised, but it didn’t take her long to heat up, her tongue seeking mine. We kissed passionately, ignoring those around us, and when we parted, she was flushed but grinning.

“I suppose that’s better…” she managed, and I kissed her again, letting her sag against me.

“Try harder.” I teased when we were done, and with her blue eyes sparkling, she chuckled.

“Brute! I don’t hate it, no, in fact it made me rather delighted, but in front of mother… we British are reserved, you know! Like you Japanese are supposed to be.”

“What’s being reserved in the face of affection?” I countered. “Besides, my sis was right. Seems like she’s on a bit of a roll today. Kissing is special to us, so that just proves I’m serious. And I hope it’ll ease the sorrow of not getting to stay.”

“If I did, I don’t have any suitable sleepwear. And like Yukiko, I’m rather too shy for… well, for now.” She glanced down at her watch, perhaps for a distraction. “I suppose we had best be off, mother.”

“Not yet.” Diana disagreed. “If you could turn on the television, I would appreciate it.”

“WTV, I’m assuming?” Arisu-san asked. During the party she had been filming, but at least she also had a lot of time to relax, in good company. “We have the broadcast rights for Japan, and we have brought in a few suitable presenters.”

“Yes. Mother-in-law had to bring it forward a couple of hours, playing havoc with the schedules back home, but she didn’t want us to miss it.” Diana explained, and I understood. The Queen’s Speech? Normally it’d be on at midnight here, but it’s only coming up to ten right now…

The massive TV (despite having an equally impressive one in their own mansion, my sis came over to watch things on this one with the other girls regularly) was now displaying WTV, and there were several familiar faces.

“Oh wow, that’s Tamami-chan and Kanzaki-chan…” my sis cried, seeing the pair of them, both idols, one from Red and White, the other Keiko-chan from AKB, wearing their Adamant uniforms, Keiko-chan with her officer-rank insignia displayed proudly. Honestly they both look amazing. Beautiful women in military-style clothing just appeals to guys…

“And that’s… Ixitt?” The ratkin wasn’t in his usual messy attire, but instead was wearing a smart suit, his white hair combed properly, and a pair of half-rim glasses perched on his nose, giving him an intellectual appearance.

“Yes, while the idols have visual and also cultural appeal, especially after the charity concert…” Arisu-san explained. “…and there are good reasons for showing the uniforms, while neither of them speak English particularly poorly… I wished someone eloquent and also… multicultural… to assist them. After all, we are showing our alliance with Britain and also with spiritual beings, so… this is a reinforcement of that.”

“Clever as ever, Arisu-chan!” Suzu chuckled. “Oh, you should have said, I’d have been able to translate.”

“But then you would have missed the party, Suzanne. Do not be foolish. That would defeat the point.” she countered.

“I suppose so. My bad!” She knocked her head and stuck out her tongue in the classic teehee-pero pose, her blonde hair drills bouncing with the motions. “But next time, I’m totally up for it. Idols would kill for a chance to raise their profile like this…”

As we watched, the idols were chatting together happily, while Ixitt was explaining the backdrop, which was a familiar view to me from the Palace. Seeing that, mom turned to her parents, a fond, reminiscing smile on her face. “Mum, dad, remember when we used to watch this every Christmas? Brings back memories, doesn’t it? Then my darling joined our family… but we got out of the habit when we moved to Japan. The time zones and the coverage don’t really work, but… I’m happy. We get to watch the Queen with not just such a big family, but the Queen is our family! Ellie, Diana…” Mom was already using Eleanor’s nickname. “…if this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up!”

“I get that you are excited.” Mother-in-law Hana, not the sly fox Shinkume-no-Hana, who was drinking with Mae still, rather uninterested in the TV, tried to calm mom down, and when father and father-in-law Junpei joined in, a silence fell on the room as Arisu-san cranked the volume up.

“WTV is the exclusive place to watch such an important broadcast.” Ixitt was boasting. “Why is it important? I suppose you will have to watch and find out. Inquisitiveness is a worthy thing to encourage. Now, our cohosts today are here, not in their capacity as idols for your pleasure, but as analysts and brave warriors. I give you, Adamant’s Tamami and Keiko.”

“Thank you.” Tamami-chan smiled warmly, her usual energy shining through. “Sorry, there’ll be no songs during the broadcast, but there’s some interesting backstage footage from the charity concert later if we whet your appetite, right Keiko-chan?”

“That’s right, Tamami-chan.” she agreed. “There’s plenty more AKB0048, Red and White, Suzumebachi and other performances later, a good way to see out Christmas night! As for us… we’ve had a very interesting day. Stay tuned and keep an eye on the WTV listings for our new programming! As for now…”

“In a few moments, we will be going live to the Queen of the United Kingdom.” Tamami-chan took over. “Our co-host, Ixitt-sama, one of the famed Faeries who support and uphold Japan and Oshiro Akio-sama, will be translating for us, since we want to bring you the most accurate version of this unprecedented speech.”

I looked around the room, and beside me, Ellie was a little perturbed, but she quickly gave up worrying. “I apologise in advance if we end up embarrassed.” she whispered. “You know how grandmother gets.”

“I do indeed.” I chuckled, and with that, the screen was displaying Queen Elizabeth, and she was wearing the Principal Coronation Regalia, which threw us off. Though she does look amazingly regal…

“Happy Christmas to you all, our citizens, and those of you watching within the Commonwealth and even abroad. We are in Buckingham Palace today, as you can see, as yesterday evening we had quite the welcome guest, and we wished to receive him in some style.” She let out a teasing chuckle. “In addition, we are rather dressed up today. All will be clear as to why later. Oh, and yes, we apologise to all of you who like to watch our speech with your turkey and stuffing, but we felt the need to move our address a little. The kind folks at the BBC were very accommodating, and we thank them, and all of you. It will become clear shortly.” She took a deep breath, before continuing. “It has been quite the year, hasn’t it? Quite the year indeed. No, we are no strangers, as the Monarchy, to making speeches which shake the country, even the world. Our father, may God give him rest….” She suddenly paused, and from the dangerous smile on her face I knew she was going to say something monumental. Princess Diane and Ellie seemed to agree, as their expressions were rather troubled, yet resigned.

“Grandmother does what she wants, though… there’s always a reason more than just teasing us.” Ellie suggested, and moments later she was proved right, as the Queen spoke.

“…which God that might be is up for debate, though. For we know more than just the God we worship exists. While we say worship…” Queen Elizabeth chuckled dryly. “…it’s more of a habit. And it is certainly nice to think God exists. After all, we have our own Church, and poor Uncle Edward was forced out of our family over religious matters. I dare say he does not look down upon us fondly, not now, since he surely feels cheated…”

“Well he would, wouldn’t he?” Ellie grumbled. “Forced to give up the throne just because he wanted to marry a divorcee? And here’s me… here’s me…” she repeated, suddenly bashful.

“Oh, spit it out.” my sis snickered. “It’s not time to be shy, Eleanor. You’ve made your choice, haven’t you?”

“Siblings can be a pain, can’t they?” Ellie said to me with a straight face, and ignoring Aiko’s denials, I simply held Ellie’s hand as she finished her thought.

“…here’s me marrying a man who has over a dozen wives. It’s a constitutional and religious crisis. Honestly, grandmother will have to force our Prime Minister to ram legislation through Parliament, as I don’t want to go to the trouble of having to renounce my citizenship to do it…”

“Plans are already in motion.” Diana promised. The Queen was still talking about her uncle, which drew our attention back to the broadcast.

“…so yes. Edward, we will learn from your mistakes, have no fear. Faith is a private matter, but now more than ever, it shall not dictate to us. We believe that God is good, and that it is the poor lambs that make misguided choices, such as this Church of True Revelation. Perhaps it is as they say, and the End Times are here. Even so… we shall never condone, never accept, such acts of terror as the attacks on schools and innocent lives. We say this…” She raised the Rod of Equity and Mercy. “…if you must fight us, then come against those of us who disavow your ways, not against innocents. For any God who wishes for such tragedies is not a God we feel deserves our faith.” Her smile was back. “And indeed, we might perhaps be tempted to find another to pray to, there seems no shortage of them around.”

“That’s grandmother… ever the prankster…” Ellie sighed.

“She makes a serious point though.” I muttered, and indeed, her next words supported me.

“The power of Great Britain has reawakened. These Regalia are not merely symbols of our power, but weapons against those who would harm Britain, harm our allies, imbued with powers we would not have believed in mere months ago. I suppose we have a man to thank again for this, he does so like accruing favours. Let it not be said we are ungrateful.” She nodded her head in a passable Japanese bow, the weight of the Crown nothing to her Chirurgery-enhanced stats. “And speaking of that… my dear granddaughter, if you are watching, I fear you shall be busy. It pains us to put you in harm’s way, yet… we know you would rather face the pain than our citizens. Yet rest assured, we are with you. As perhaps is… never mind, today is not the time.” Her wicked smile intensified.

“Yes, we are no strangers to monumental speeches. My dear father, when he declared we were at war once more. And we too spoke to the nation, to the world, when enemies besieged our precious granddaughter here in the mystical heart of London, our Avalon, no… this Boundary.” she amended. “A curious word, Boundary. Between what, you may ask? Even we, with knowledge and responsibility that few in this world share, can hardly answer it. But on this day, Christmas Day, a day of family, and of faith, let us hazard a guess.”

“A Boundary is a choice. Between one thing and something else. In this case… I believe our choice is between compassion and cruelty, between blind faith and wisdom. It is not between one religion or another, our nation or yours. No, it is how we proceed through a time more troubling than even the war my father declared, on that cold September day in nineteen thirty-nine. We have made our choice, as has our dear granddaughter. And none shall gainsay it. We choose compassion!” the Queen declared, suddenly regal, and I imagined if one was there before her, Regalia working as one, it would be an awe-inspiring display of Majesty, in both senses of the word.

“Working together for the good of all, it is easy to say, but not so easy in practice.” The Queen pressed on with her speech, and we were now all watching with rapt attention, except for slumbering Tsurugi, uninterested Adelheid, the pair of Kitsune, who were merely drinking, and a drooling Keomi-chan. Wait, she’s half-asleep too…

Ixitt’s translation was also precise and interspersed with humorous yet pertinent quips from Tamami-chan and Keiko-chan, so I expected the broadcast would be a hit.

“Compassion is not easy. We have an obligation to you, our citizens. Yet we have seen the light. Or have had it shown to us. Wisdom can be found in unlikely places. They say charity begins at home, and we do not disagree. Yet some are prepared to come to the aid of others, despite there being no rewards, or perhaps even reasons not to intervene.”

“I’m feeling self-conscious now.” Ellie grumbled. “I was such a bitch. I’d have left me to lie in the bed of my own making. It’s true what they say, us Windsors aren’t the brightest, nor are we good at apologising. But… I am sorry.”

“And we already accepted your apology.” Motoko spoke up from her sofa, where she sat with her family. “And you, so do not despair. Though perhaps you should…” Ellie jumped at Motoko’s sudden warning, delivered in elegant, deadpan fashion. “…after all, your style of fighting complements the use of weapons in combat, and, if I may be frank… you are appallingly untrained. It offends me. I shall correct it, have no fear.”

“Ah, yes, that’s… true enough. I just flail around with my sword until the enemy falls.” Ellie admitted, embarrassed. “I have to say, I do admire your graceful form in battle…”

“Hush now.” Eri spoke up. “The Queen’s still speaking.”

Our attention back on the speech, she was talking about the nature of true noblesse oblige. “…to have power, to have wealth, is to use it not just for ourselves… and before you criticise us, it is not shameful to take care of one’s family, give them a good life. One does not need to wear sackcloth and ashes, and live on stale bread and gruel, to be compassionate. Only from a foundation of a peaceful mind and calm heart may true good works be performed. An example of this was the announcement of the Princess Eleanor Free Hospital. We were surprised ourselves, you know?” she conceded conspiratorially. “Such an act of charity. And such acts are a thousand times harder in times of trouble. When peace endures, compassion is a renewable, easy resource. But in times of strife, such deeds are truly praiseworthy, just as a man with a full belly finds it easier to treat another to a feast, a hungry man may baulk. But no, we will receive that gift with great generosity. And we support it wholeheartedly. This is a Boundary between our failure as a species, and a world we can all be proud of. It will be hard, it will cost us a great deal, but… there are those willing to pay on our behalf. So let us say this!” The Rod in her hand almost seemed to shine, sparkling on camera. “Do not let your nationality, your race, your religion, or even your species dictate your actions. Let your consciences and your hearts do likewise, as we do. And when you take action, consider this… is it truly righteousness that guides you, or is it merely what whispers to us all in the night, fear, jealously, envy, hatred? If so… then cast that devil from your shoulder, as we have. I shall declare it now…”

“It sounds like grandmother is about to do something unexpected again…” Ellie watched on with a mixture of anticipation and dread.

“…that we shall shatter this Boundary, and the Royal Family of this United Kingdom shall use its wisdom and resources to aid those seeking a world where all can thrive. Now, we know our country is a Constitutional Monarchy, we can hardly compel you all to listen, nor our government to take action. But just as when my father, that September day, asked for all of you to work together for not just the safety and security of our nation, but of those other nations who depended on our aid, I believe you will all answer our heartfelt pleas. There is no longer any leisure for past grudges and sorrows. All who reach a hand to us earnestly, we shall reach back. As that is a lesson we have learned from him.”

“Feeling embarrassed yet, Aki?” Shiro piped up, enjoying my discomfort. “She’s clearly talking you up.”

“Hush now-now.” Shaeula insisted. “It is not-not over yet.”

Indeed, the Queen continued, her words powerful and full of conviction. “Do not allow crisis to divide us. For there are those who will see opportunity, yes, those who have no conscience, no mercy, but we believe, and not just believe, but know, that there are those who shall make opportunity for us all. Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven, John Milton once wrote, but we do not believe that true at all. And as one who reigns, let us tell you the truth… better to join hands and build a Heaven, rather than try and scavenge over scraps in Hell. We hope you all agree.” She then bowed again. “Oh, sadly it seems we have not mentioned Christmas much, have we?”

“Powerful words from the most famous Queen in the world…” Ixitt was saying. “…at least if you do not count noble Queen Ariel, of the Seelie Court. It seems the main thrust of her speech has been delivered…”

“It gave me chills.” Keiko-chan agreed. “For a woman of ninety-three, she’s amazing. I wonder if I could be like that at her age…”

“I doubt it, Kanzaki-chan.” Tamami-chan shook her head. “At least, I don’t think we’ll still be performing as idols then. Although maybe, just maybe…”

“Indeed. WTV has received news that the Queen, who was suffering from ill-health, has received the type of treatment that will be available in the Princess Eleanor Free Hospital, once it opens, hopefully next year.” Ixitt dropped that bombshell.

“Hang on a minute…” Shiro remarked. “There’s a live chat feature. You never told us that, Arisu.” With a smile, she pressed a button on the remote, and a side bar popped up, just as it would on a streaming platform. Comments were coming in from the audience rapidly, and Shiro snorted a laugh as she read them. “Shit, some of those idiots are crazy. But looks like a few people have connected the dots…”

She was then hushed once more by Shaeula, as the Queen started speaking again.

“Setting aside the religious nature of Christmas, what we think most of is… family.” She smiled warmly. “We do not just mean your blood relatives, or even romantic relationships. Even good friends can be seen as family. But at the end of this year in which so much strange has happened, and ahead of a new year which promises only more chaos, we feel it is important… whoever you are with on this day of celebration, take time to look at them closely, see them… know that yes, if you are together, then we think you are family.”

Ellie and I glanced at each other, before I turned to my sis, Tsurugi, and all the others here in this mansion. It was true. Some were my blood-related family, others family through romance, and others were simply trusted comrades and friends, who we’d fight and die for. I get what she means. Wisdom does come with age…

“Grandmother does love to beat a point into the ground, doesn’t she?” Ellie groaned, as the Queen continued.

“To tie to our earlier point, we see you in Britain, the Commonwealth, and even the wider world, as those who could be our wider family too. Not just humans, either. We have seen much, such as the adorable Shaeula, who risked her life to save our dear granddaughter from the opposite of family, a betrayer. And speaking of Eleanor… we have seen the pictures, and know you are curious. Why, we do believe that instead of my rousing and noble speech, tomorrow’s newspapers will instead feature headlines and pictures of Eleanor out with her gentleman friend yesterday. Far be it for us to tell you what to publish, but we do wish you might be satisfied with my grand declaration. But in dark times, human interest is reassuring, we know. Now, we have no intention to say more on the matter, but… Eleanor, young gentleman, this humble woman will support you both with all our heart and strength. And in turn, we know you shall support us all. We only grieve that the burden falls upon the young, but… this is a Boundary you shall have to cross to see a blinding future, and as William Blake said, build us a new Jerusalem, or rather, a new Heaven, here on Earth. We wish you all a wonderful Christmas, full of the warmth of family, and hope for a future that despite the troubles ahead, shall be better than today.”

With that the Queen finished her speech, and the room erupted into chatter. Shiro was now reading off the comments from WTV’s live chat for us, while mom was giggling uncontrollably at the Queen’s words. No, she’s not moved by the Queen’s promises of a better tomorrow, she only cares that I’m Ellie’s ‘gentleman friend’…

“That was… mortifying… yes, mortifying is the right word.” Ellie pouted. “Still, I suppose it could have been worse.” With typical British dry, depreciating humour, she smiled sourly. “Grandmother only declared we’ll remake the Earth into Heaven, and fight against all who would sow discord and commit atrocities, while aiding all those who suffer. That’s not difficult at all…”

“We were going to do it anyway…” I teased her, and as the party, which had quietened down, grew rowdy again, I reflected on her words myself. Becoming Astral Emperor means imposing my will on all. But I’ve already planned, starting with Japan and Britain, to make my world better, and fend off all our enemies both here already, and beyond the Boundary. No, what resonated with me was her words on family. She’s right… Feeling the strength of Kin Bonding And Restoration growing slightly, not enough to trigger any actual change, but the vague beginnings of one, I found myself smiling. Those who love and support each other are family, kin, as Shaeula might put it. And that’s all that matters…

***

The final dinner had drawn to a close around eleven thirty, closing in on midnight. While I was making arrangements for the family who were staying over in the other two mansions on our estate, and seeing off the few who actually left, such as Katsuro-san, who had important JSDF matters to see to, even this late at night on a holiday, or those who had to return to the Boundary, such as Haanōbō, Shaeula met up with Nie Ling and as promised, escorted Ellie and her mother safely back to the Palace in the Boundary, returning them to Material London. Once everyone else was settled in, I found myself in my room, on the massive bed, which had been made even larger by someone having dragged in a few more beds and placed them side-by-side.

These beds were now occupied by a throng of women wearing cute pyjamas, sleeping yukata and other nightwear. In the middle of this flock of beautiful birds I was standing out, in simple black sleeping shorts.

“You feel like a King, I bet, Aki…” Shiro teased as she stroked a finger down my bare chest. Her sleepwear was tight, and the buttons strained as if her chest wanted to burst free. “…nobody else in the world gets to do this, do they?”

“Enough.” Eri slapped her hand. “We’ve an early start in the morning, so Akio needs to relax.”

“Hey, I hear that guys sleep much better after a handjob…” Shiro made a crude, teasing gesture, and beside her, Shaeula, cute in white and orange pyjamas, agreed.

“I too-too heard that!”

“Enough!” Hinata chimed in, supporting Eri. “We all promised. It wouldn’t be fair to Eleanor, who went home obediently, and besides…” She winked at Kana and Yukiko, the later whom was especially nervous, her face blushing, sweat on her brow, as she lay down near me, her thin nightgown almost transparent in the dim light of my room. “…we’ve a couple here who don’t want to see that yet.”

“I’d not be bothered seeing…” Kana muttered, her scarlet pyjamas as thin and seductive as she’d boasted earlier, highlighting her curves clearly. “…but I agree. I get the feeling tomorrow is going to be rough. Just a hunch, so maybe we should save the fun until after Pilgrimage?”

“It is curious you should say that.” Tsukiko spoke up, her yukata short, showing off her long, bare legs, and with her black hair unbound and falling around her like a blanket, the white of her yukata, her exposed cleavage and crimson eyes, gave her a look of both holiness and seductiveness. “I too feel something is on the horizon. And we all agreed Akio needs rest.”

“Anyway, Asha and Hyacinth get the coveted side positions.” Hinata giggled restoring order, her own pyjamas a pretty purple sleeveless top and shorts. “As for me…” She winked impishly, eyeing my lap, but Eri, her own sleepwear black, frilly and oddly mature, shut that down.

Lying back on the pillow as Hyacinth and Asha snuggled in beside me, I closed my eyes, listening to the boisterous, yet somehow soothing conversation the girls were having. It’s been a long couple of days. And tomorrow… tomorrow holds a lot that can go wrong…

Letting myself relax for the first time in a long while, I felt weight settle down on my legs, perhaps Hinata after all, or maybe someone else, and in addition to the warmth of the Fae hugging me, I felt arms and legs being draped over me, hair too.

“Good…night… all. I love you…” I whispered, and as all my constantly raging Split Thoughts fell into silence, darkness encroaching on me, I could hear the replies of the girls responding to me.

“Yeah, good night, Aki. Love you. Tan does too…”

“Sleep well, Akio. I love you.”

“I love you too! Never forget that…”

“…good night, my Dao Companion.”

“…love you.”

I too wish I could be there, my Verr, but on behalf of Lin and myself, may your dreams be restful, and your tomorrow fruitful. We have placed our hearts on your hands…

“…our fruits be healthy.”

“…looove yooou, Akio. I dooo…”

“…embarrassing, but… I wouldn’t have pursued you if I didn’t love you…”

“…so this is being a true girlfriend, huh? Goodnight Akio. One day soon, we’ll…”

“…are you sure-sure you do not-not wish the handjob? Never mind, good night-night, my love!”

“…I love you. sleep well.”

“…the body needs rest, just as the heart needs love. I shall give you both.”

With those warm words entering my ears I finally fell asleep, well satisfied, and all my cares and stress was washed away…