Violet just enjoyed the warmth of the two bodies; it wasn’t like she could get away from them.
Her head was completely engulfed by the bountiful mother & daughter pair leading to her not being able to tell whether she had woken up early and late. Then again Violet always woke up after 7 hours and 6 minutes of sleep. This was an absolute that was unquestionable… Well 6 hours and 66 minutes or 666 years if she felt like sleeping in. The number 6 was absolute since it was her favourite thus like as many of them as possible thus she slept based on the number.
Either way it should be the morning based on when they fell asleep but Violet couldn’t be quite sure since her whole family may have slept in. That would be unfortunate as they would’ve missed the war yet she couldn’t feel herself becoming… Wrathful. She couldn’t quite understand that since she had broken into wrath for lesser things than missing a war. However, even if she did miss the war she felt it would be a bigger waste to leave at this moment.
As if the two agreed Violet felt the two sets of arms (one around her neck and other her waist) tightened around her while all three of their bodies got closer. Feeling her body being squeezed between the two mature oni - with the chance she would miss the bloodshed she enjoyed so much - Violet did… Nothing.
She just closed her eyes once again and took in a deep breath.
Letting the scents of the two women fill her nose she felt… Calm? It was unnatural for her yet she couldn’t grow to hate it. Instead she just lay there while the two Oni women used enough power to make a lesser being's eyes pop out to ensnare her. Being the physical embodiment of ‘fist fixes problems’ Violet was of course fine - in fact she could probably break out if she wanted to.
As Violet focused on the world around her rather than her own forces she began to hear the sounds of their servants bustling about. From the sounds some of their {Female Executives} were preparing to head off to their newly gained frontier while their own servants prepared things they may need. This included fine wine, some high quality drugs (some of which were aphrodisaics), fresh meat and some other means of relaxation/relievement. Although nothing was worse than a horny pempty up Oni on the battlefield the {Little Hannya Family} weren’t going to treat their {Asura Yakuza} to inhumane conditions!
She could also hear that Quartz lady talking to her women so she couldn’t help but listen closely.
“What are you doing currently?” <Quartz>
“Waiting for our Violet Ojou-sama to get out of bed~!” <Ashue>
“We are expecting more resistance from the mortals since they should be at least somewhat aware that things won’t be as easy as sending a few fledglings to hunt us down. Could be wrong with that though since they are only mortals… Either way it’s Ojou-sama who will be worrying about that. As such we are just waiting to help her with her own preparations then will take her orders, {Shadow Master}-sensei.” <Slate>
“Why are you waiting around though - as her elites shouldn't be preparing for her departure before she awakes?” <Quartz>
“She usually wakes up after exactly 7 hours and 10 minutes so she is likely already awake according to our knowledge on when she went to sleep {Shadow Master}-sensei.” <Slate>
“Hm, then why isn’t she up, are you sure your information is correct?” <Quartz>
“She probably is a little bit tuckered out from thinking so much yesterday, I know I get tired when I try to write a letter home~!” <Ashue>
“...” <Slate + Quartz>
“I think Ojou-sama is probably interacting with the other core members of the {Little Hannya Family} so I’ve decided to give them their space.” <Slate>
“And the preparations?” <Quartz>
“The rest of Ojou-sama’s shadow guard has already been given their armour and anything we need has already been divided into space pouches held by our qi-cultivation subordinates as well as Ashue. Thus we are simply waiting outside her room until she wishes to leave as it isn’t our job to decide what Ojou-sama will do, {Shadow Master}-sensei…” <Slate>
It was clear Slate was getting a bit angry at the twenty questions from her own mommy so snapped a little bit towards the end. Luckily her mother seemed to not notice the venomous accent at the end of her reply. Instead she just hummed softly in acceptance of her daughter's report before Violet heard her walking away.
“Very well, keep doing your duty.” <Quartz>
Violet felt reaffirmed that her mommy was the best mommy.
As if hearing her daughter's confidence in her Ebony began to stir into consciousness where one of her hands came up from Violet’s neck to instead softly rake through her girl's medium length hair. She didn’t pull away quite yet since it was quite a comfortable place to be in for both of them so the doting but silent actions of her Mommy continued for quite some time. After a few moments she did finally speak - in a soft voice though.
“Did you sleep well?” <Ebony>
“...Ghuuu.” <Violet>
“Hm? You seem a bit frazzled Violet, are you sure you're okay!?” <Ebony>
Despite the small interaction and only what could be called a noise Ebony’s mommy senses seemed to kick in. As she pulled away from Violet she looked into her little girl's eyes while one hand remained firmly in petting mode. She didn’t even care about her other daughter who took her hands away from Violet’s waist to cover her ears while letting out her own groan (though that one was filled with far more adult juice based pain - clearly Onyx was lesser than Violet but since she was her older sister Violet would protect her).
Seeing Violet’s face Ebony frowned while her other hand came up to gently cradle Violet’s cheek while her thumb gently stroked under Violet’s eye. Violet simply tilted her head at her mommy’s action as she tried to figure out what made her mommy so unhappy with her since she had been a good girl. She didn’t wet the bed or anything like that!
“Did you have a bad dream?” <Ebony>
Violet simply tilted her head with even more confusion. Why would her mommy have guessed she had a bad dream from seeing her face - was her face funny? With that thought Violet lifted her own little hands to gently touch her face but didn’t find anything strange except some soreness around the edges. She rubbed her eyes but that didn’t do much so she gave up and looked towards her mommy for answers.
“Your eyes are red, like you’ve cried, dear.” <Ebony>
Ebony said with concern laced in her voice as she looked towards her. Dotingly, she just kept patting Violet’s head in order to comfort the girl; conflicted as she was happy to finally do something like this for her rather independent daughter… Yet concerned because nobody wants to know their daughters have been crying. The one most surprised by the statement was Violet herself who just froze.
Cry?
Her?
She couldn’t even recall the last time she cried… Maybe she really was angry at being trapped between the two women? It didn’t feel like the wrathful rage she was used to so maybe it was another type of anger she hadn’t experienced yet? It was very confusing for her to say the least.
Soon the pair had their touching moment cut off at the voice of another Oni.
“Argh, Mother be damned, this hangover is killing me…” <Onyx>
*Distant Pirate Milf Sneeze*
The shinto priestess was clutching her forehead with both hands with closed eyes as she seemed to be dealing with her low tolerance in quite the violent fashion. Her body trashed about from side to side as she tried to get her thoughts under control to ignore the blinding pain. When she finally did so a divine aura was exuded from her hands to heal the pain.
This did cause Ebony to frown though so it was clear Onyx would soon be feeling another type of pain.
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“So have we got any information on what that yell was!” <Absolute Divine Truth Sect Leader>
The blondie was quite done with the incompetence around him.
Such a loud roar yet he hadn’t heard a single report from anyone on where it actually came from; some fools even claimed that it possibly came from something the Oni refer to as {The Pre-War Preparation} where they act as if they’re a bunch of young disciples. Using their body to try every drug possibly, try every food possible and try every body possible. Essentially they said the oni would hold a grand celebration about their attack…
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