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"Matsu," I began, cutting her off, my gaze shifting between her and my sister, "Yukari." The rest of the room barely had a chance to wonder what had caused the sudden violent backpedaling that the shameless Sekirei was performing when the air around me began to darken. "Manipulating innocent and sheltered young men into performing lewd acts in order to satiate your homoerotic fantasies is forbidden in Izumo House."

The reaction in the rest of the house was instantaneous, and pretty much exactly what I had expected to occur. Tsukiumi and Musubi, both sitting next to each other, latched onto one another, shock at the sudden manifestation of horror that I had managed to successfully produce. Kuu-chan buried her face into Akitsu's chest in order to spare herself the terror, while the snow woman froze, sitting even stiller than she usually did. Uzume dropped the tea she was holding into her lap, her face going white. Yukari and Matsu, the focus of the dreadful avatar of hate I was producing, both started crawling backwards, trying to put distance between themselves and I until they found themselves backed against the wall with nowhere else to escape too.

I had every intention of continuing my lecture, using several key elements that I had adopted from Miya's more comment scolding, when a small noise broke my concentration and caused me to drop my technique so that I could stare in surprise at Miya.

"Did you just 'eep'?" I asked her, unable to believe that the fearsome sword wielding landlady, the creature whose aura spoke of a life of bloodshed and battle, and whose power could most likely destroy half the city in a day, would ever make such a delicate noise of surprise. Miya had both hands over her mouth, her eyes widened in surprise, and seemed to have flinched when my technique caught her off guard. My words seemed to shake her out of her shock, and she blinked when she realized what I had asked. Her eyes darted downwards to where her hands were covering her mouth, and then back up at me guiltily.

Then she began to blush. "Ah," she began, and for the first time I heard the landlady stutter. "Perhaps," she admitted, sounding embarrassed.

"You did it," Uzume's hollow voice was the next to come into the shell shocked silence. "You magnificent son of a bitch. You actually did it." From her tone it appeared she was struggling with being absolutely horrified that I had managed to recreate Miya's otherwise unique ability and awe that I had managed to do just that. "Beach balls," she muttered, the awe apparently winning over. "Giant, brass, beach balls."

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