1st Pov Xicor Samiel:
I sat in the centre of the room, atop the circular platform with the blue-haired goddess resting her head on my lap as I jotted down several ideas for different moves I could execute with my techniques and possibly combine into combo attacks.
Though it was just an excuse to pass the time, who knows, maybe I should start practising art since Shikoku likes things I do for her.
Then again, she likes anything I do, even just watching me, which is kind of weird in a way. She definitely has yandere tendencies, I'd say that's a jackpot in a girl since she wouldn't cheat on you.
Most of the techniques I wrote down are based on Ratio, Projection Sorcery, Boogie Woogie, Cloning, and Ten Shadows, as they can serve as easy follow-ups for other attacks.
With techniques I rarely use, such as the beast-summoning technique that requires a mask, I won't need the mask anymore at some point, since I'll be revealing myself to the humans.
Paralysing gaze requires me to stay motionless while keeping my eyes on them; the longer my gaze is on them, the more I have my eyes on them, the more it damages my eyes, though that's fine since my clones and I can use RCT to repair it.
Heart Catch allows me to summon a large hand that copies the movement of my right hand. Not only that, but I can also draw someone's attention to me, leaving an opening for me to exploit, the only downside is that any damage to the summoned hand is transferred to my right hand.
I could pass on techniques I rarely use to my clones, as they'll support me with them.
I need to be more creative with what I have rather than relying on what I remember from the anime and manga. I've already done that with some techniques, but with so many ideas in my mind, it's hard to focus on just one.
I was only able to write a few lines before Kuusetsu whined and compelled me to play with her hair now and then. While I need to jot down my ideas, it's not really urgent since I can do it whenever I want.
It's hard to believe that someone with a body like hers could just evolve from a simple egg that just required a human presence inside. I even find my eyes involuntarily glancing at her body in wonder before I refocus on my book.
She's done nothing but cuddle up to me and try to get my attention in any way she can, even latching onto my back and requesting a ride.
"Xicor~" the woman called, whining again as her hand pulled on mine.
I sighed, dropping the pen and book into my shadow, then focused on Kuusetsu, who was lazily resting on my lap. One of my hands gently played with her hair while occasionally interacting with her horns as she let out soft hums.
My other hand drew lines on her stomach, with my nails tickling her skin, and she leaned into my touch like a cat seeking attention.
Her body moved closer to me until her brow furrowed, and she looked up at me. I raised an eyebrow before she leapt at me, knocking me to the ground as she sat on top of me, her legs on either side of my thighs, trapping me.
Her hands pressed against my chest, trying to keep me from escaping. Some of her blue hair fell from her shoulders and tickled my cheeks like a curtain for a show.
Her blue eyes gleamed with something I can only describe as adoration and hints of nervousness.
"Xicor" she began, her voice trembling as she addressed me.
"Yes?" I replied, patiently waiting for her to express what's on her mind.
"...Can you... Teach me how to fight... Not only that but can you... teach me to cook like you and do my hair... As you do for big sis Shikoku?" she asked hesitantly, her eyes looking anywhere but at me.
Does she want to test her strength on someone? I'm not going to deny her request since it would give me peace of mind if she could go into combat without me.
Doing her hair like I styled Shikoku on several occasions because I was bored, and she found it satisfactory enough to request that I do it again whenever she wishes.
I had practice with my mother since she worked as a hairstylist, and I picked up a few tricks while watching her.
But cooking?
Usually, I'd find it hard for a god to cook, especially someone like Kuusetsu who values beauty over most, so it confuses me why she wants to learn.
"Sure, but why do you want to learn to cook?" I asked as her cheeks flushed before she lowered her whole body onto me, allowing me to feel each of her curves.
"No reason" She mumbled.
My hand gently ran through her soft blue hair to calm her nerves.
"Then I would be happy to teach you" I said, a wide smile spreading across her lips before she dove down on me, showering my face with kisses while still pressing her body against mine.
On my cheeks, forehead, chin, and brow. She lifted herself slightly to look down at me, just a few centimetres apart.
Her eyes narrowed before she lowered herself and pressed her lips against mine. The kiss lasted only three seconds before she pulled back and stood up, then pulled me to my feet.
She then began dragging me to the kitchen at hyper speed. "Come, I want to learn how to make those cookies," she said with a wide, excited grin.
Ever since she gained a humanoid form, she's been very aggressive when it comes to showing affection. Which is understandable considering she couldn't speak or make obvious gestures for us to know what she wanted, but now she is free to say and gesture whatever she wants.
We arrived at the kitchen, where I immediately grabbed my white apron, since I don't want to get my clothes messy before getting to work on fetching the ingredients as well as telling her the important details of making cookies, since one wrong move and the whole thing would taste completely different.
While I moved around the kitchen to grab the tools I needed, Kuusetsu had settled herself on my back, resting her chin on my shoulder as her eyes watched everything with a serious expression.
My hands moved with precision and experienced movement as I explained each step. It wasn't long until I put the tray of cookie dough with chocolate toppings in the oven.
I watched the tray for several seconds in the oven before I turned to Kuusetsu who had a face full of anticipation.
"Alright, now it's your turn" I said, an excited grin grew on her face.
Her form blurred away before she came back with a purple apron donning her figure, she had her hands on her hips while pushing her chest forward.
"I will make the most beautiful and tastiest cookies ever!" she declared.
Without wasting a second, she got to work grabbing the ingredients and tools she was about to start but I immediately stopped her.
"Kuusetsu, what's this?" I said with a deadpanned expression as I clearly knew what it said but I wanted to make sure she knew.
"Oh, that's Milk dummy" she said with a giggle.
My expression didn't change as I pointed at the bold words on the item, "It says bleach, not milk."
We stare at each other for a second before the goddess bonks her head lightly with her fist as she sticks her tongue out, "oops."
I sigh as I put it back, and I turn back to her to find a pan on fire, "What the fuck?! I looked away for five seconds!"
"I'm making cookies, obviously" She said, looking at me like I'm the stupid one.
"You don't need a pan!" I exclaimed as I quickly put out the fire with my technique.
I sighed for what felt like the tenth time, who knows, I'm not even counting.
After fixing up everything that almost destroyed the kitchen, I turned to Kuusetsu who was on her knees with a pitiful expression on, looking anywhere but me.
"Kuusetsu, I thought you were watching me make them" I said, exasperated.
"I-I did, it's just a... a-a lot to take in but I also want to make them special," she stammered out, still looking away from me as tears began to form at the edges of her eyes.
I brought my open palm for her to grab, "Come on, get up, I'll guide you."
She looked at my hand before looking up at my eyes as her cheeks gained a red hue. She reaches out and places her hand on mine as I grasp it and pull her up.
Kuusetsu stood in front of the counter with all the ingredients and tools laid out, her eyes darting around them, trying to think what step came first.
Seeing her internal struggle, I tried a different approach. I'm not a very good teacher, so I should probably take it slow with her.
I came up behind her, which spooked her a little but relaxes when she knew it was me, and took her hand in mine as I followed the steps by using her hands as she went with the rhythm.
Subconsciously, she leans her body into me more as we continue our work. Silence overcame us except for our hands moving items around, it wasn't an awkward silence but a comfortable silence I could bask in for a while.
The dough, with chocolate toppings, was spread out into medium-sized pieces and flattened out before I allowed Kuusetsu to pick up the tray and put it in the oven.
From here, I can see that my own cookies were not ready yet, so I'd give them a few more minutes before they are ready.
She didn't face as she was still looking at the oven while her body was shaking, was she crying?
I was about to approach her but that all changed when she spun around and rammed me to the floor, her arms and legs were wrapped around me, and her head was rubbing against my chest.
"Thank you, thank you" she repeated, her voice was barely audible but I could hear her.
I let a soft smile spread across my face as I wrap my arms around her, one hand drawing circles on her back and with the other, soothing her silly hair.
Her body was vibrating with excitement before she looked up from my chest and pushed herself up to press her lips on mine.
She held it for several seconds before pulling back, her gaze never leaving mine as her right hand slowly moved up to my cheek. Cupping my cheek, I lean into her touch as her smile grows and her eyes narrow, almost like she's trying to keep this image in her mind.
While I did want to remain here with her, the cookies cannot be burnt, that would be a sin of the highest order if they were burnt.
I carefully, and reluctantly, remove her hand from my cheek after giving it a slight kiss before going off to check on my cookies and sure enough, they were ready.
Placing them on the counter, I have a better look at them and they are perfect. I couldn't help but puff out my chest in pride as Kuusetsu tried to sneakily grab one.
I lightly smack her hand away, "They are too hot, they need to cool down for a couple of minutes" I explained before I sat down on a nearby sofa.
The goddess pouted before looking at her own cookies in the oven.
"How long would mine take?" she asked.
I thought back to when I was taking mine out, I glanced at hers to mentally set a time, "I'd say 10 minutes"
Her pout deepened, "But that's boring~"
"You just gotta be patient" I shrugged.
She sighed as she sat down next to me before laying her head on my shoulder and shuffling her body against mine, where I could feel her soft and squishy chest on my arm.
I would lay my own head on top of hers, but the horns on her head make it uncomfortable so I simply wrap an arm around her waist and use my thumb to convey my affection.
"Hey, Xicor" she began after 5 minutes of waiting.
"Mhm" I hummed.
"Can you do my hair?" she asked as she glanced up at me.
"Sure, any style in specific?" I said.
"Hmm" she put a hand on her chin, "surprise me"
"Alright" I replied as she sat between my legs, to make it easier for me to interact with her hair.
I slowly started to soothe her hair to begin with as I went into thought of what kind of hairstyle would fit her.
Ponytail?
Twin tails?
A bun?
The possibilities are endless.
Ah probably a single braid, yeah that should do it.
I work carefully as one mistake could mess it up. My hands moved through her hair with practised experience.
I take one last look to see if I missed anything, "Alright done"
"Really!" she said, energetically.
I nodded as I gestured to a nearby mirror on the wall before she dashed over with a bright smile.
As soon as she stood in front of her reflection, she froze, I guess she likes it?
"It's... beautiful" she muttered out, "I love it!" She exclaimed before charging at me and bringing me into a hug as she pulled my face into her chest.
After a couple of seconds, she pulled me back before smashing her lips against mine. I didn't know how long we were locked but after she pulled back, both of us were panting with her face flushed and her eyes were in a daze.
"I should probably check on your cookies" I said, not wanting them to get burnt.
That seems to bring her back to reality, "Ah, yes, but let me do it, I'm not a child"
I shrugged my shoulders, accepting her wishes. She pulled back and walked over to the oven, turning it off she opened it as steam came flowing out.
Reaching in she brings her cookies out and they were slightly crispy but overall, they were alright.
She placed them next to mine as she puffed her chest out in front of her in pride, "Well done, you did it" I clapped my hands as I praised her.
"Was there any doubt" she snorted.
A little but I wasn't gonna say that out loud.
Now we can enjoy our creations to our hearts' content.
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There were other hairstyles I could have put but I like that one, if you're curious about what other hairstyles she would look like, I'll have them in comments on this paragraph.