5 Daddy Duties

"Good morning, Mr Todd!"

I wave at my neighbor who saw my magical self faceplant. He looks at me with a WTF??? expression but that doesn't matter, I'm here as the new Rain Adams! This is a new day and I'm gonna show everyone at school how awesome I am!

I can feel panic surging from Fey as he nervously shakes in my bag. What's the matter, Fey?

(Sorry, dora... I got too excited in fixing your soul. I just-)

Oh, shit- don't tell me, you just caused me to behave like a cheerfully retarded magical girl? WHAT THE FUCK, FEY?

(I'm sorry, dora! I had to expel your light within or else I can't complete it.)

I quickly run out from my current spot as I suffer from cringe burns internally...

(Don't shout at me mentally, dora! I don't want your verbal abuse anymore!)

... Fear... As expected, tyranny is the best policy-

Then, smugness overflowed from Fey once more. THIS FUCKER- Oh, you are now respecting me? Fine, you get to live a bit longer...

Bang

A sharp pain pierces my head. Dammit, now what? I look in front of me to see a post. Oh damn, I should've looked ahead carefully... This is why you should never have arguments in your head, kids.

"Oh, Rain! Nice seeing you here!"

A charming familiar voice calls out from behind me- BOB! It's him again... I don't need his advice right now. I have to get away, quick!

(Dora? It seems you like him, dora...)

I fucking don't! This bastard literally divorced mom after he was caught with not just another bitch but a pack of them. He... He is worse than most scums you meet!

"You look like a maiden in love, deeply thinking about something I can't even fathom..."

Panic began surging from my mental link. I can feel Fey sweating coldly at the corner of my mind. Oh damn, Bob might have hit the bull's eye...

(He knows about me, dora...)

HOW ELSE COULD HE OBTAIN A HAREM IF HE'S THAT DENSE??? He's a snake who will poison anything he touches and he will always find a way to bite you!

"Fuck off Bob, I have school today."

I quickly get up the ground but a cold hand gently grips my shoulder. FUCK, GET YOUR FILTHY COLD HAND OFF ME!

"You might hate me but I am still your father. You are thinking deeply about something earlier that you lose sight of what's in front of you."

I turn around around and scowl at the snake behind me but... I find myself unable to do so this time as Bob's beautiful face greets me as his gentle yet awkward smile has already disarmed my vendetta the moment I saw him.

(Holy shit, master... You actually have a crush on your father, dora!)

I DON'T!

FUCK OFF, FEY!

Sure, he might be prettier than mom-

but he's a playah,

a H A R E M U M A S T A H,

a literal Mary Sue that even I-

(Can't hate him?)

Damn right!

"L-Let go of me, creep!"

I struggle with all I have against his gentle grip but to no success, I am still trapped in his grip for some reason. Bob... You forced my hand- Fey, I need to transform. Mysticlad Form, now!

(Doraaa... Even if we both want to, your soul can't gather up enough Belief to start transforming, dora. I can't do shit right now, dora!)

Fey's link flares with even more panic as he is in fact, telling the truth. ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT BOB IS STRONGER THAN MY BELIEFS???

Then, Bob's svelte yet powerful body enveloped me as I feel his small stubble on his chin rubs against my neck. AGGGGHHHH, a classmate in the background just fucking saw me and she's a member of the YAOI STUDY GROUP! NOOOOOOO, not again!!!

"I can't- if I let go of you now, I feel like I will lose you!"

Damn you, it's just Fey I'm thinking about! I'm gonna watch what's in front of me when walking, okay!?

"Don't hug me in the public, retard! You're not a kid anymore!"

My lovely classmate got that entire line recorded on her smartphone as I can't help but stop squirming in his arms after listening to Bob's voice. Come on now, I need to get out of here!

I command my body to resist Bob once more but my body rebels against me as a sweet scent of strawberries enter my nose. AGH, WHY THE FUCK???

"Don't worry, Rain. You can tell me about everything... Did your mother forget your breakfast again?"

Strangely enough, tears start flowing from my eyes, soaking Bob's white suit. This is what I hate about Bob. Whenever he speaks, I get irrational and the entire world bends to his will-

I just need to gather up my Belief to transform and escape- I have to gather my beliefs!

(Or you could just accept the fact you love him romantically and be done with it, dora!)

After approximately three, I can feel my inner thoughts gathering. It's unlike the first time I transformed. This time, all my will is being poured out on my next words which is:

"Fine! I LIKE BOB, OKAY?"

(Dora! Why??? Don't let your thoughts be thoughts- SO JUST SCREAM IT, DORA!)

"- Ever since I fucking saw Bob in mom's red dress, I can't help it that my damn heart pounds like it's on drugs or something, whenever I think of him- I can't fucking love my father that way!"

"Rain, I'm very sorry- I never thought of you like that..."

...

Bob begins tearing up as well. The classmate I noticed earlier just collapsed for obvious reasons and a crowd is gathering around us. They were whispering, pointing fingers while two people in the crowd are actually taking a video.

Shit, did I just loudly confess? It's all your fault-

(It's actually from your end that started fixing your soul- I did nothing but completely go along with my master's thoughts, dora! I am completely innocent!)

"There's too many people here. Come with me, Rain-"

Bob takes my hand as he coolly strides forward, parting the crowd like what Moses did to the Red Sea. I silently let him do it all as my brain is currently overheating. Sweet suicidal thoughts like: "I should probably kill myself to save my last bits of dignity." began popping up on my head.

(Master, you are still too dishonest- you have to be more honest with yourself, dora. You are actually happy.)

I... Am not... I am mom's few allies in this world, I can't betray her-

(Now that I think of it, I just thought of a better solution for your situation, dora.)

What?

(Who you actually like is the trap Bob, not his real self, dora. He is obviously not into crossdressing, I mean just look at him- White suit and a bit of facial hair, can you call that man a trap? You are just dumbly putting them together, dora!)

Now that I actually have somebody who knows me more than myself tell me that fact- I think it was really retarded of me to put them together. I really wish I realized it earlier before this day ever happened or tell you about Bob during breakfast.

I now look at Bob's back as his short brown hair bounce around with the wind. I now can properly feel my hatred when I look at him- that's right, Bob is absolutely evil... What I saw in him for the last 7 years is just an illusion!

Fey suddenly becomes disgusted, probably to my recent thoughts. Are you fucking admonishing me now?

(No, dora... Somebody made a contract to a Daemon- right behind us, dora!)

I swiftly look back and see a woman. Her hair dishevelled, eyes bloodshot and most of all, she had a scent different to a scent I can sense with my nose- is this the scent of The Darkness? I remember the faint stink of the censored cock yesterday but the scent from this woman is more like actual shit.

(Dora! She has contracted a Daemon way stronger than the newborn on you fought yesterday. Be careful, dora!)

"Rain, what's wrong?"

Before I can say something to Bob, the dimension around me shrieks around as it distorts. The buildings fall apart, other people fade out of existence until what's left is Bob, the woman and me. The sidewalk bursts as what I could describe as sewer-scented smoke gets out of the ground.

"Bob... I thought you left that bitch for us- HOW COULD YOU! You actually have the nerves to elope with your son!"

Bob however is unfazed by the woman's declaration. He instead lets go of my hand and push me away from him as he faces the weird woman.

"Rain, run away until you could get out of this Lair. Call your mother, she should be able to help us. Even if I am not a Noble like her, I am a Fifth Stage Cultivator. I might not be able to defeat her but I am able to hold her back for a long time."

Cultivator? What's that? Some kind of farmer? However, I can't leave yet. I still have to make Bob pay for all the suffering he's caused me. What if he dies while fighting this bitch?

"You can't escape, you man-bitch! I will fuck you over for tempting your father like the bitch your mother is!"

Oh wow, she's super pissed.... But unfortunately, you are not that scary!

"Bob, are you stupid? Plebeians should stay back and let the real Nobles deal with their disputes!"

Fey? Are you ready to to spit on this fake queen?

(If she breathes.... SHE'S A THOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!)

My thoughts exactly!

"Mysticlad Form!"

As I start a transformation sequence literally worth more than a thousand words, I begin discussing the tactics I will be using to Fey.

Fey, you mentioned that Mirror Invocations like Chronostasis gives me schizophrenia- Do I have other options besides Chronostasis?

(Yes, Runes with the Mirror Invocation do that but you do have another Rune besides Chronostasis- the Haste Rune, dora. But it's very weak compared to Chronostasis as it barely increases your physical speed, dora!)

Without a doubt,

I can certainly say,

we are fucked...

I shouldn't have said all those cool-sounding quotes from earlier. Can I just run away with Bob? That's a simple solution! I can do that, right?

(Unfortunately, dora- Lairs of Witches and Daemons can bind victims into them, making it impossible to escape. It is great news that this Witch Lair here could only hold one person so master could just leave Bob to escape, dora.)

Leave Bob? I'd rather die than do that-

The transformation dimension shatters as I return back to the Witch's Lair.

-after all, I will still have him grovel to mom as payment for this "act of kindness"

"Magical Girl: Fedora/Katana, M'lady..."

I tip my fedora lightly and the bitch in front got triggered. She shakes in anger as the space around her seem to quake from her anger.

"YOU BITCH!!!"

The highly distressed thot before me screeches like a banshee as she suddenly grows five tentacles of darkness coming from her back. Hah, that's pretty standard- that's nothing compared to the completely uncensored cock's cock from yesterday!

(Stop it, dora! We are no match for this Witch. You don't know how to handle your sword yet!)

I draw my katana, sharp as ever. Listen, Fey... I will absolutely live through this. If I fail, I will just run away using Bob's plan and get help.

Bob stares at me wide-mouthed unable to find words for my current loli form. Haha, take that, Bob! Kneel before your king!

"I have her attention, get some help, Bob."

I said in a very badass manner, concealing how panicked I am inside, from my very big fuck up...