I can’t believe it took me this long to pick this story up again. Because with every second I am typing I am just grinning and smiling about how the story is unfolding before me. Even to this day I have no clear idea but I let the story decide for me. Hope you to will enjoy the read. For earlier Chapters visit Ben-toes in the left side menu.
Ben-to: Publishing a Novel 5
With his sword heavy in his hands and dragging across the ground leaving its mark he ran up to a group of man covered in blood. Foam in the corner of their mouth still bubbling away like a pack of dogs with rabies tearing up faceless people.
Satou wounded and tired slashed his sword around beating down the thugs. Roars thundered from behind from a group of swine charging straight at him. He felt the tusks penetrate his stomach before he flew through the air. And only in a flash did he seen that someone stood beside him.
In shock of what he just dreamed Satou wakes up and sits up straight in his bed. Holding his head and he tried to shake his head and leave behind this awkward dream. Picturing the man beside him, he could only see a glimmer of the armour that shown like a mirror.
A quick look at the clock revealed it was still to early to get up. Drowsy from sleep deprivation he walks over to the small refrigerator. The light pops on as he opens the door and picks up a water bottle to take back to his bed.
“Satou, you are up early. Do you also do morning runs?”
His wakeup call was a cold shower as he squeezed the bottle of water as hard as he could in big surprise. The spray soaked his to shirt and that of the person talking to him.
“Senpai…?” A quick look around revealed him he was a sleep on a small futon that was not his own. The room looked very similar to that of his senpai Sen. His eyes reached Sen dressed in a tight runner shorts and a wet white t-shirt through which a sports bra clearly washed through. His mind wandered around into a gutter as he imagined Sen all sweaty and flushing in heat from a long run. “I am so sorry”, He recovers and drops to his knees.
“It is the first time I am wet before running.” Her straight forward reasoning always have a strange ring to it. She walks back to her room and comes back quickly after with dry clothes. Upon putting on her jersey she looks at Satou. “Aren’t you coming?”
HIs face pulls a stupid look. “uhm me but I…”
‘It is why you got up early is it not. I like your drive Satou.”
Satou was unable to even answer that or counter that in a smart way and just put on his clothes. “Mind as well, now I am awake.”
And without many words Satou runs after Sen. No surprise he was able to keep up though with sweat streaming from all pores. Just like that one time he exhausted himself to take on ‘Hercules’ Club‘ and save the twins from going under during the summer solstice.
It was a heroic fight that gave him lots of fame and respect from his fellow Wolves. Despite all that his name is still that of the Pervert.
To be continued…