Cadre - 4

Thankfully, Kaito's apartment wasn't very far from where he met Irina, so it didn't take them long to reach there.

And the small walk there confirmed something for him as well.

She was alone, she hadn't come with Xenovia as back up like she did in his memories.

As he closed the door behind them and locked it, he gestured to the wall beside the door where a few jackets hung on the some hooks, "You can hang your cloak up there for now and get comfy while you're here." he told her.

He was a gracious host like that.

"Oh, thanks!" Irina chirped and got right to it, unfastening her cloak as Kaito browsed through his kitchenette.

"What are you in the mood for? I've got some pre-prepared udon noodles I made last n-" Kaito looked up from where he was checking in his fridge and the words froze in his throat, "…Woah." he found himself gulping.

He knew objectively that Irina's 'battlesuit' was little more than a skin tight bodysuit or leotard that left little to the imagination.

Knowing that, and seeing it in person though, was an entirely different matter. He found his eyes automatically glued to the twin tailed girls full, round backside that stretched out the black spandex outfit she wore like a shelf while she stood on her tiptoes to hang up her cloak.

And then as she turned to him, his eyes automatically locked on to her chest, her voluptuous chest that stretched out the front of her bodysuit deliciously. Her breasts were huge, yet despite their size, beautifully perky and the way the silver cross she wore around her neck dangled between the twin mountains just drew the eyes all the more.

And it didn't end there. Full mouth watering hips, long, luscious toned thighs and a belly so flat he could play chess on it.

Spoiler

Irina was an utter babe.

It wasn't like he wasn't used to being around girls this beautiful, he hung around with Yanagi almost every day after all to some degree. The thing was, there was a big difference.

Gorgeous as Yanagi was, she wasn't just some girl to lust after, if he went after her, it would the whole shebang with how close to her he was, and he simply wasn't in any position to date.

…But a girl this gorgeous that he wasn't close to.

Dressed like that?

'I'd fuck this girl cross eyed.' he swallowed.

It took quite a lot of mental strength to force himself not to leer at the older girl. He wasn't freaking Hyoudou, but that didn't mean he didn't wanna have sex.

"Oooh, udon!" Irina clapped excitedly, thankfully not noticing his brief, hungry ogling of her body, "I've not had any in ages, I'd love some!"

"Alright," Kaito turned away from her to start grabbing what he needed to prepare the meal, "Just make yourself comfortable wherever you want while I get started."

"Kay!" Irina chirped and...skipped into the main part of the apartment.

Kaito forced himself not to stare at her…jiggly bouncing that occurred in the process.

Due to the fact he'd already pre-prepared the udon, it didn't take very long before the meal was ready.

He sat out a small table he kept in his cupboard and a few cushions for sitting on for the pair of them, before bringing the food out and place a steaming bowl of udon on either side of the table, one for him, one for Irina.

"Oh, it smells so good!" Irina gushed, and without waiting, dug right in and began chowing down on the noodles.

Rather rapidly.

Quite unladylike actually.

He eyed her idly, almost fascinated to be honest as he ate at a much more sedate pace. A question burned in the back of his mind.

Before they got right down, he needed to ask it.

"So," he began, "What's with the bodysuit?" he asked bluntly.

Irina paused, a single noodle hanging from her mouth, before slurping it up and swallowing, "What do you mean?" she asked, cocking her head to the side.

He gestured to her body, specifically her chest, "I mean, it just doesn't seem like something a girl on a mission from the church would wear," he replied, "It's super revealing and leaves nothing to the imagination. And you're a really beautiful girl with amazing curves, if it was for distracting enemies or something I'd get it, because most guys would be distracted if a girl as gorgeous as you was running around like that, but that doesn't feel right when you know, you're with the church."

Irina placed her bowl down and rubbed the back of her neck, a tinge of red appearing on her cheeks, "…I never asked to be honest, this is just the battle outfit I got provided for missions I didn't think to question why it's designed this way," she replied, "Is it really that…distracting?"

"Yes," Kaito answered bluntly, "Honestly, it makes it kind of hard to keep from ogling you cuz' like I said, you're a beautiful girl, one of the most beautiful I've ever seen in fact."

It was funny how much easier it was to be blunt and honest with this kind of thing, when he wasn't close with the girl in question at all.

He wouldn't be like this with Yanagi, but if Irina was up for it? He'd blow her back out right here and now.

Her cheeks got brighter and she smiled almost unconsciously, "Huh, that's the first time a boys ever complimented me on my looks," she admitted, "Thanks." she turned that pretty smile on him.

Christ, what kind of sheltered place did she live in that-

Oh yeah, right, church.

"Hard to believe," he snorted, "If this had nothing to do with the supernatural and I was in the right space, I'd be hard pressed to stop myself from asking you out."

"You're a nasty flirt," Irina giggled, cheeks burning even brighter, "But believe it or not I used to be a total tomboy as a kid and really boyish."

"Now you're totally lying," Kaito grinned at her, "I can understand the tomboy bit because of how fit you are, but I bet you were a real cutie even as a kid."

"Stooopp," she cupped her cheeks bashfully, "If my dad heard this he'd totally grab his sword."

Oh right yeah, wasn't her dad some high tier exorcist with some form of personal holy sword?

"Actually," Irina perked up, "What about your parents? Won't they say anything about you having some girl you just met in your place?"

Kaito shrugged, "Be kinda hard, I'm an orphan," he replied casually, "They abandoned me at birth, so I wouldn't worry too much about their opinions."

Irina gasped, "That's horrible!"

"Meh, they were useless," he snorted, "I'm better off without them."

The topic seemed to have made Irina rather uncomfortable so Kaito gave her a grin, "Look, don't worry about that, I don't give a damn about them, actually, I'm quite proud of who I am and wouldn't change it for the world." he told her.

He was pretty damn awesome after all. Destined for greatness really.

"You do seem pretty cool." Irina thankfully perked back up at his words.

Good, he wasn't good with depressive shit. Being depressed and angsty never got him anywhere in life when he was younger. Nobody gave a shit about a lone no name orphan in Japan, especially not a half foreign one.

That time being depressed and whining about woe is me crap, could be better used at the gym and improving himself.

The grind would never betray him after all.