8 CHAPTER 4: "THE HEREDERA BUSUJIMA"

Saeko Busujima is characterized for being an honorable lady, worthy of mention with respectable reputation, the daughter of the Busujima teacher is characterized by having a serious personality, lonely and for his unwavering pride. But in spite of everything she has a kind side.

The Busujima are a family with lineage in the art of the sword, they are traditionalists and are respectful with issues related to honor.

Saeko is a young teenager of 17 years, has long, straight hair of an amethyst color, is characterized by having three strands of hair on his face, one on his forehead that has a triangular shape that almost reaches the nose, and the other two on each cheek.

His face, beautifully remarkable for its sky blue eyes, upturned nose and seductive lips. On the part of her physique, she does not have an exaggerated size of breasts, but they are considerably large (D cup) that fits perfectly with her slim waist and sensual hips. His legs are incredibly tailored by the surprising resistance that he has acquired in his workouts, which gives rise to powerful oscillations with his bokken.

Due to her beautiful legs and constant training in them, she enjoys a height that not many Japanese women, precisely 170 cm.

* Currently-09: 30 am *

Saeko took him about half an hour to get to his residence, which was extensive, since he had about five one-story buildings interconnecting each other, one of them was the family's dojo, and they also have a main garden with a large pond.

It entered by the main door that was of cedar and with golden details and with "kanjis" of the respective name Busujima.

She went to the main building and went to her room at the end of the long corridor. Once inside, he proceeded to undress and then enter his personal bathroom. After 15 minutes, she came out with a towel covering her body from chest height to her thighs. While drying the hair with another towel; He took a seat on his bed and only rubbed the towel against his hair, at one point he took a hair dryer from a shelf that was next to his bed and proceeded to turn it on and then direct the hot air from his head towards every part of his extensive and straight hair.

Once dry; I take a white ribbon, from the same shelf where he took the dryer, and tied it in a high ponytail making his hair adopt the look of ponytail.

Saeko: How relaxing was the shower -expressed with a touch of satisfaction, then placed in front of his full-length mirror and then remove the towel being completely naked - I must admit that I am no longer a girl.

Saeko was observed for about 2 minutes, saw his whole body; her skin color was slightly pale, giving her an attractive touch of a woman of natural beauty; she continued to touch her shoulders crossing her arms in the middle of his chest, then she slid her hands from her shoulders to her elbows, she realized how soft and smooth her skin was; later he directed his sight of her face towards her breasts; observed how firm and well proportioned they are, also observed the area of ​​her nipples; They were colored in a cream-pink hue, fitting perfectly with the pale tone of her body.

She with a smile admitted to being proud of the size so that later she crossed her sight towards her abdomen; She placed her hands on his waist and could see that her belly was flat and curved from the sides. Then his sex caught his attention; he stopped to observe the texture of the pubic hair, the amount of hair he had in that particular area was very scarce; Despite being hairless of the armpits and arms, her body could only generate a minimum amount of very fine strands in her pelvis, this did not bother her in any way. Finally he finished his inspection when he observed his legs admiring the resistance and how well defined they were; His body was very well cared for, without any wrinkles or scars. In simple terms: His body was perfect.

After her personal inspection, she proceeded to dress, put on an attractive white lingerie, and then put on a blouse with blue braces with white edges. He put on a pair of white denim jeans and finally put on high black leather boots. Later he went to a shelf where his perfumes and one or another cosmetic were found. He did not like to make up much because he does not like vanity; she does not want to be one more of the women who are immersed in this aspect, so she only put mascara on her eyelashes to accentuate even more her celestial eyes and a lip gloss of a slight pink tone to contrast with her beautiful face. Finally she sprinkled some lavender fragrance on her neck and a couple of touches on her blouse.

Due to the low temperatures due to the humidity of the previous day's rain, he replaced his black leather jacket that he had previously used and continued to head to the main room.

Saeko: Apparently, my father is not here. When he mentioned that, a servant of the family appeared and continued to talk with the beautiful heiress.

Maid: Ohh, Saeko- "ojousama" offered-the maid expressed in a helpful and respectful tone-if asked the teacher Busujima went to address a situation that came up unexpectedly-keeping the same tone just waited for the answer the young

Saeko: It will have to do with Mr. Takagi's affairs, "he said in a way that seemed to be something of every day." No wonder my father did not even bother going to pick me up at the airport.

The servant noticed something of anger in her expression, she herself realized that despite being a worthy successor of the Busujima lineage, the teacher's daughter expected a certain welcome from it.

Saeko: Ok, thanks for notifying me of my father's absence, now if you'll excuse me, I'll go for a walk, I need to get rid of the pressures I had in the tournament-he expressed with disappointment and with some sadness.

Saeko only proceeded to walk away from the room, leaving the servant worried.

Sievienta: ojou-sama-expressed with some concern, although they were more or less the same age, felt a bit of sadness for the girl, undoubtedly she realized that the proud and serious Busujima sought the affection of his father.

Saeko after leaving home, just walked the path that led to the park, which kept walking was devoted to remember a little in the course of what has been his life.

His childhood was marked by the loss of his mother, from there he lost a bit of the lively and cheerful personality of which a child is characterized.

I went through hard hours of training due to the demands of her father, instructing her strictly so that she would become a worthy heiress. Not only was he educated in martial arts, he was also taught discipline and manners that he must practice as a member of high society; Because the Busujima family has ties with powerful families of equal magnitude, it was obvious that Saeko must show the honor of being an heiress and future successor of the Busujima lineage.

Suitors, of course there were many, in the Fujimi academy was someone who was recognized immediately, it is true that many consider Yuuki Miku as the sexiest girl, ONLY, when Saeko is absent from the Fujimi academy due to the constant political treaties exercised by the Busujima family in which it was mandatory that the teacher and his successor be present.

The most sexy girl in the Fujimi academy is without a doubt Saeko Busujima.

Due to the constant confessions of some colleagues who take the courage to testify, Saeko is tedious on the days when he attends the academy. She rejected them with kindness, commenting that she is not the correct one and that someday they will find the chosen one. After that he only retired without even feeling sorry for the young man who ended up with his hand outstretched offering him some flower or chocolates. Some even ended up crying.

Although she also wanted to feel the feeling of love, she realized she did not find someone worthy to be her boyfriend. She came to feel love for a young man who was noble, sincere and an expert in karate. She felt that it was the right one to be her boyfriend.

He researched a little through his pupils at the Kendo club and discovered that he was a new student. His name was Igou Hisashi, apparently classmates expressed themselves very well about him, not to mention women.

One day ready to confess his feelings, he set out to follow him and I hope he was alone, but it was difficult because he almost never left a young man who apparently was his best friend.

She did not care in the least who was that young man since the comments he heard from him, was disapproving and only described that he was a lazy, a plague, a boy who left school without caring about the scolding of teachers , in simple terms a vague.

She did not care if Hisashi's friend was a lazy man, since they are people who have no honor and do not represent a good image, what interested him was knowing everything about the young man he fell in love with, he came to consider it as a good prospect to follow the legacy of his family's sword.

When he finally got away from that lazy young man, he discovered the perfect opportunity since he was alone and was heading to the back of the academy, where almost no one was walking around, he kept walking without making a sound and when he approached the part back, unfortunately discovered the young man kissing someone, it was Rei Miyamoto, Saeko recognized very well the outstanding member of the soujutsu club.

She felt a little sad, since she noticed the way they showed affection almost with desperation and after that, she only watched as the two went to the abandoned warehouse of the school. She drew conclusions instantaneously of what they would do, just left the place feeling sad and disappointed. On that same day he had left for Osaka, where the National Kendo tournament was held.

*PRESENT*

Saeko: It's been two weeks since that day -he sighed sadly- I think it's karma, after all, at that moment I felt what a rejection is in the worst way.

Having arrived at the park, which for the moment was almost without people, she just sat on one of the benches around the large tree located in the middle of the park. He had no idea why he had arrived there, but the truth is that he felt overwhelmed by the life he led, the obligations he had to fulfill, the honor he had to transmit to his family and his misfortune in love.

Saeko: I'm fed up, I refuse to continue with this lifestyle so monotonous-expressed with defeat directing his eyes to heaven-hopefully I get a signal that makes me have to change this life.

And as if it were a wish, a small breeze of moderate force went through the park, although it was an instant, it was strong enough to make an apple fall from the big tree.

She thought that it could be a signal she went to pick it up, when she picked up the apple, she realized that she had thrown something between the still puddled grass and the roots of the tree.

Saeko: What is this? -He said with curiosity-is it an identification? It's from the Fujimi academy-he expressed with some astonishment.

When she looked at the photo of the identification, she opened her eyes even wider expressing genuine astonishment.

Saeko: The vague-thought to recognize the owner of the identification.

Saeko: Takashi Komuro, so that's the name of Hisashi's friend, he said as if he had discovered a secret.

Saeko: No matter how lazy this guy is, I must return things to their owners, not after all I was educated under the principle "but it's mine, it's from someone else" -expressed the base rule of the Japanese showing a friendly smile.

Saeko: Let's see the address is ... wow, this is something retired your home, well that gives more, after all I have nothing to do all day, is the least I can do, but I also want to check if all the comments about him are true-he expressed with determination and showing a humble smile- I can not judge a person without having met her before, I admit that it was my mistake to agree with the gossip of others without even having crossed words with the.

After that, Saeko left the park to go to Takashi Komuro's home.

* WHILE BOTH HOUSEHOLD OF THE KOMURO FAMILY *

Takashi: I do not believe it, why did not you look for Kohta's help ?! - showing disbelief in his face and tone of voice.

Kohta: I was afraid, besides I did not have anyone to turn to, "he said shyly and with a certain sadness. Even the teachers did not believe me.

Takashi: That Tsonoda !, now I have a desire to break his face, him and his nasty gang; even if he can not hit Miku, if he could play a joke that could end his reputation as the sexiest girl in the Fujimi academy-he said he was determined to comply with his threats- neglect Kohta, once we return to classes, that will be The first thing I will do

Kohta: Ehh, thanks Takashi -he said happily, at last he had someone who would protect him and not leave him alone- by the way, was not that the sexiest girl in the Fujimi academy, was Saeko Busujima-senpai? - commented with certain doubt.

Takashi: How do you say? Who is Saeko Busujima? "He said confusedly," I had not heard anything about her.

Kohta's expression was funny, she was completely white from head to toe (as if she had been scared of a ghost), her glasses fogged and her mouth was so open that it looked like she was going to break her jaw.

Takashi: Kohta, what's wrong with you? "He said, confused by the reaction of his new friend." Hey, Kohta reacts.

Kohta returned to normal, and the first thing he did was to take Takashi's shoulders and shout at the top of his lungs ...

Kohta: HOW DO YOU KNOW WHO IS SAEKO BUSUJIMA-SENPAI ?!

Takashi: Kohta lowers his voice - he said, covering his ears - and how important it is that he does not know who that Saeko Busujima is.

Kohta: Takashi, believe me, I've never heard a bigger bullshit than you're telling me - he said with amazement at the naivety of his first friend - it's a sacrilege what you say.

Takashi: Ohh, sorry if that Saeko is the empress or queen of Fujimi, but I do not know about it, because I only have eyes for Rei-when she mentioned it, she only remained petrified and stopped reacting. Although he came to consider the events of the previous day already dead, mentioning Rei came to him suddenly what he had been trying to ignore and forget.

Kohta noticed this, and fearful, he just said:

Kohta: What's wrong with you? Takashi reacts-he mentioned scared, due to Takashi's sudden lifeless attitude.

Takashi just sat in the dining room chair where they were having breakfast.

Kohta: Takashi? "At that the bell rang, seeing that it still did not react, continued to address the speaker with the button to answer the visit that was waiting for an answer.

Kohta: Yes, say -only was waiting for response from the visitor.

?: Ah hello, is Komuro? -The voice was young and masculine.

Kohta: Who is it? - he answered waiting for the answer.

?: I'm Morita, I'm Komuro's classmate, "he said happily.

Kohta: Wait a second, "he said, then went to the entrance of the home and then opened the door.

There was standing a young man with blond hair who had fixed the middle part of this rising in slight points and also had hazel eyes. He was dressed in a brown cotton jacket; which was open from the main closure showing a green shirt, a pair of brown denim trousers and green converse shoes.

Morita: Hi, who are you? "He said, waiting for an answer.

Kohta: I am Kohta Hirano, a friend of Takashi.

Morita: Ohh, what a pleasure I had not met you before -expressed with enthusiasm- by the way, where is Komuro ?.

Kohta: He is in the kitchen, but something happened to him - he expressed worried to the young man.

Morita: What happened to him? -He said, confused, and then entered the property- "but rather what happened here?" - he was even more astonished by the disaster that was present in the hall and on the stairs.

Kohta: Then I explain, you have to help Takashi! "He said to proceed to the kitchen.

Morita: Wait, I'm not the only one who came here- when he said that, he looked at the door

A second person entered the home of Takashi. This one was of long red hair up to the height of his chin. He looked like a criminal, since he brings two gold earrings in his left ear, several rings of the same bright tone in his fingers, as well as a cigar in his mouth.

He was dressed in the stereotype of a rebel motorcyclist; leather jacket with a burning skull engraving on the back, black cotton shirt, pants and leather boots. And of course, dark sunglasses.

Morita: Could you park the motorcycle, Imamura?

Imamura: Sure, do not worry-at the end of his expression, he continued to remove the cigar from his mouth to exhale the tobacco-but you still owe me the photos of Shizuka-sensei and Kyoko-sensei, for me older women are the best .

Imamura removed his glasses from his face, and then observed the disaster in which the hall of Takashi's house was located.

Imamura: What the hell happened here? "He almost shouted loudly." I did not think Komuro would have parties of this magnitude; since I saw "Project X", I've really wanted to become an imbecile of both liquor and drugs as the protagonists of that film.

Morita: Hehehe, whatever you say Imamura -said something nervous- well let's go where Komuro is- he mentioned and then turn his attention to Kohta.

Kohta: Ok, he's ... -he did not finish his dialogue well, since there was a loud noise from the kitchen.

The three went to the kitchen, arriving there they were surprised to find a Takashi lying on the floor.

Kohta: Takashi!

Morita: Komuro!

The two expressed with fear, meanwhile, Imamura did not flinch in the least, he only took one last puff on his cigar before throwing it on the ground, and stepping on it to put out the fire completely, after that he exhaled the tobacco and expressed:

Imamura: This would not happen, if he also liked older women ...