My Pet Is a Holy Maiden – 73
Maneuvers
A dry clang echoed down the corner of the morning residential street.
And it was not a single occurrence. Clang, clang, clang, it maintained a consistent rhythm that echoed and echoed.
Or so one thought, until the rhythm was occasionally disturbed. And there were times when you thought that it had gone completely silent, only then it would start again, claaaang, over and over again.
In fact, this was the sound of wood hitting on wood.
The sound of a wooden sword and shield used for training and a wooden staff clashing together.
Of course, it was Tatsumi who wielded the wooden sword. And it was Calcedonia who used the staff.
They were in the garden. Their house garden was quite large and had more than enough space to train and swing their weapons. There was even a small stable in one of the corners, though there were no horses currently kept there.
While Calcedonia had more of a supporting occupation, she was still capable of close quarters combat using weapons. At least, she was far more adept at the use of weapons compared to Tatsumi.
Calcedonia held and twirled the staff which was as long as she was tall, the sounds the staff made as it cut through the air was echoing around them.
The head of the staff traced complex patterns in the air, and then it went in to attack Tatsumi and his wooden sword and shield.
Somehow, Tatsumi managed to anticipate the trajectory of the staff which would surely sweep him off his feet. He swung his shield between his own body and where he knew the blow would land.
He could feel the strength of the impact through the shield. Tatsumi tensed his lower body and held firm to brave this impact.
But now that her staff had been blocked by Tatsumi's shield, Calcedonia once again twirled the staff in her hand and then thrust it forward like a spear.
Tatsumi could not react to her speed. Even so, he attempted to protect himself with his sword. But he was too late.
The head of the staff met his shoulder in a painful explosion.
"Gah!!"
A gasp of anguish escaped his lips before he knew it. However, he bored the pain in his right shoulder, and with the shield in his left hand, he swung towards Calcedonia with all of his might.
But the swing and the shield met only empty air. Calcedonia had pulled the staff back like a flash of lightning, she had leaped into the air with the staff as her support.
It was very much like pole vaulting. Of course, she didn't have much momentum, so her jump was not very high, but it was enough to dodge Tatsumi's attack.
And from above, she swung her staff vertically downwards onto his open head.
Tatsumi sensed the blow as it was about to land on him, he desperately pulled his head back in an attempt to dodge it.
The staff came down, slightly scraping Tatsumi's ear before it blasted into his left shoulder.
The pain caused Tatsumi to drop his wooden sword and squat on the spot. Seeing him like this, Calcedonia frantically ran to help him.
"I, I'm so sorry! I didn't realize that I was hitting so hard! I, I'll treat it right away!"
Calcedonia knelt next to Tatsumi and immediately started to chant a spell of healing. As soon as it was finished, the pain in Tatsumi's shoulder disappeared as if it had never existed.
Apparently, the tip of the severed staff was what had hit Tatsumi in the face. The broken pieces were now lying at Tatsumi’s feet.
"Uh, what…?"
"Did, did you do…?"
"No, no, even I couldn't possibly 'cut' something with a wooden sword…?"
They both looked at each other, and yet their expressions conveyed nothing but confusion.
Then it happened.
A small, dry sound came like a whip, and in the next moment, a diagonal line started to appear on the upper half of Calcedonia's clothes.
As we were in the middle of training, we wore clothing that prioritized mobility instead of armor.
Calcedonia was just wearing normal clothes. There, the line ran, and her white skin was peekomg through the gaps.
While his face turned red, Tatsumi stared at her despite himself. He was a young man after all. He had grown quite used to, -though, never 'bored'- of seeing his wife's skin. But it still had the ability to draw his attention.
Then the diagonal line grew larger, and before he knew it, the inside pressure was too much for the clothes, and Calcedonia’s two mounds popped out into the open. Completely.
"Hhhaaeee!?"
"Uh, uwawawaw!?"
Tatsumi was even more frantic than Calcedonia by this.
Even if they were on their own property, it was still a garden that could be seen by anyone. Fortunately, the time was early and there were few people walking around in the neighborhood. So there was no one to see them.
Even so, who knew when someone would pass by? He had a slight desire for exclusivity in regards to who was allowed to see the skin of his beloved wife, and he hurriedly covered her breasts.
With his two hands.
This was accomplished by grabbing them from the front. Of course, Tatsumi had not given this any thought. He was only in a panic and had 'messed up' without thinking.
"….ahhhmm."
Tatsumi only realized what he had done when the suggestive sound escaped his wife’s lips.
He was grabbing his wife's exposed breasts in the early morning in his garden. There was no doubt, that this is what it would look like from afar.
To be frank, this was so completely off-putting, that he would hardly be able to make any excuses.
"Oh…ahhhh!!"
Tatsumi was hit by an even stronger feeling of panic. He wordlessly picked Calcedonia up -like a princess, if you will- and ran at full speed back into their house.
At this point, Calcedonia's face had turned a bright red as Tatsumi held her.
But who knew if it was due to the embarrassment of having her breasts exposed. Or if it was from the joy of being carried like this by her husband.
She alone knew the answer to this.