Chapter 32: Chapter 30: Planning the placements… Alone

Along with Onyx came the entire ‘militaristic’ presence of {The Oni Village} as they had recovered enough from their prior preparations for the war.

Some may say that getting slammed on alcohol and fucking the shit out of eachother (sexually as well as violently - maybe at the same time) wasn’t part of war preparations. In fact some cheeky shits may go as far as to say that it was self-impeding for them to all be unavailable till a day later. To that the Oni would just like to point out they’ve been doing war since before the existence of those gods they worship!

How dare some little mortals try telling them what counts as preparations or not!

It’s all about raising morale and nothing improves morale better than drinking alcohol off a random person's genitals before diving in head first. Not only does it boost morale doing this but since it’s treated as a festival it gives a huge boost to their economy. Also gives people a chance of finding a special someone since they’ll probably be ‘interacting’ a lot of people they have never seen before.

If you think about it, the Oni should be proud of their genius traditions!

Moving on from justification for the Oni’s degerecy; the Yakuza were setting up a proper forward base with great efficiency. Though it could be said they were just taking advantage of the work of their previous settlers. Thanks to the work of Violet, Quartz & Alabaster the various campsites set up by the cultivators were left… Abandoned. The clearings were already outlined and if it wasn’t Violet who invaded the camp it was likely to be in fairly good shape - the camps were also assigned by their enemy.

That may be a small note for most but it meant that these camps were settled in a manner to watch for their blindspots. In this regard the headstart the Oni gave them actually ended up becoming the Oni’s advantage since all they needed to do was collect their rewards. Because of this a clear frontline had been made by the Oni while the cultivators were only just realising something happened to their side!

During this moment the Oni’s weren’t all just setting up camps; at this moment by a bonfire the three core members of the {Little Hannya Family} were sat around a table. It was legless just like their chairs while a blanket was laid under the three females (their bamboo hats beside them) while a map was placed atop the table so they could all view it. They each had a bowl while Slate & Ashue held a bottle of [Oni Fire Wine] for the Violet.

Probably due to the two arguing over who should serve her which was why they both were hovering around Violet but it was also Violet who was drinking the most. Despite her little body she had the highest level constitution among all the realms so a little bit of alcohol couldn’t beat her; Ebony on the other hand drunk at a more calm pace.

“So you let some get away?” <Ebony>

“Nn.” <Violet>

“Huh, not too many you say… I guess it would make it obvious what you were up to if you let too many go during your raids. What was the general level of sects that were around this deep in the forest?” <Ebony>

“Arough~!” <Violet>

“You don’t say, I wonder if they’re dumb or really don’t care about their allies. Then again I guess for a cultivating sect  it’s likely the latter since they’re all selfish double-backers! Funny how they always talk about ‘face’ ‘n’ shit like that but they can’t even be honest with their own family about their goals.” <Ebony>

Wine who was kneeling with a wine bottle (likely meant to be for Ebony but everyone knows how it went) behind Ebony of course had her own wise input.

“Language brat.” <Granny Wine>

“Shut up old hag!” <Ebony>

Lastly Onyx was also drinking but instead of alcohol she had her face buried into the privates of a mature looking human woman - in the words of the late Atlas ‘Oni are beings with a foundation of experience’ and she was sharing her experiences with this woman.

This woman who once was an average girl sold off as a whore was actually a somewhat impressive cultivator in the Foundation Formation Realm. Of course she only achieved this through resources provided by the Oni. She, having been knocked up by a wandering Oni, was invited into the village with open arms. She had to work in a brothel still but was paid with enough resources to make an average cultivator insane. 

Many would consider her quite the beauty now and having given birth to quite a few children over the last century she’d been in the village she had a mature charm.

Say what you want about Oni but they clearly tipped well. It wasn’t even like she was a cultivator before. In fact one could even say she would be long dead if she didn’t accept the Oni’s help and become a cultivator to ‘better last’ since a normal mortal was unlikely to survive that long.

Even if she was currently writhing around - unable to escape due to the priestess forcibly holding her thighs onto her shoulders - she wouldn’t regret anything. The sloppy sounds of Onyx’s tongue burying deep inside her widened passage was quite audible at the table yet the other two ‘royalty’ didn’t seem to mind. They just calmly talked over the noise while the general noise of the camp being set up echoed around them. Of course, the woman had experienced far more embarrassing moments but even still it didn’t take her long to let out a moan. Onyx’s lips only pressed against her quivering lower lips while sucking up all her juices; pulling the woman onto her face. When she was just about finished up Onyx didn’t stand on the president but just lightly chucked the woman to the side where the tired woman lay almost motionless.

“Yup - experienced Oni riders are still just as satisfying~! No need for foreplay when they’re that wide yet still can’t say if I prefer them or girls untouched by men… Oh well, I’ll just have to consider researching that later, heh.” <Onyx>

Onyx’s face was covered in a thin layer of nectar as she just licked her lips with a satisfied look on her face while paying attention to what her family were discussing; her hand did slip down to her own lower lips. Gently massaging herself she seemed to be considering whether to work one out herself but seemingly decided against it. She didn’t want to keep the adorable Violt waiting too long! Considering she didn’t manage to make it yesterday it was only fair the sister & mother let Onyx have her own fun today. So, now that she was finished, it was about time to get onto the discussion at large.

“Right, we should get onto what our next moves should be.” <Ebony>

“Mmm, what are we doing with the {Female Executives}?” <Onyx>

While saying that she picked up the bowl meant for her with her right hand while she cradled her chin in her left hand. Her elbow lazily resting on the table as she calmly gazed over the map in front of her; taking a long sip from the alcohol. Ebony just lifted her eyebrow up while looking at her second youngest daughter.

“Why does that matter?” <Ebony>

“Because they’re our representatives as the {Asura Yakuza}; based on how lil’sis was running around with her shadow guard it seems like this is more than a war with Oni. Well, at the very least, you two have made it more than that. If I had to guess, you're making this war into an announcement that our {Little Hannya Family} still have absolute power in the underworld.” <Onyx>

Although Onyx wasn’t exactly polite with her, Ebony smiled with a hint of pride in her daughter's words while chuckling into her own saucer. With that in mind she turned to look towards her other gem only to see Violet sexually harassing Slate by rubbing her face on the embarrassed Oni’s thighs. The troublesome little girl even mewled softly like a little animal. She didn’t mind it as long as she kept her body's age in mind and didn’t do it anymore. It was only right for the little Oni girl to express her love in her own twisted ways.

“You could say that but it wasn’t exactly all done by me. I had the plan for it but it was Violet that launched the first attack with the power being the heir afforded her; in case you missed it we were discussing how those attacks went. Some cultivators escaped while the sects she encountered weren’t even Large Sects; as such some of the smaller ones were completely annihilated due to going all in hahaha~!” <Ebony>

“Wait, some weaklings managed to get away?! How does that even happen - they shouldn’t have even been any Nascent Soul cultivators unless some ancestor dropped by… Wait did they get help from the rest of their alliance? They bully my little sister like that by not letting her go wild to her heart's content!” <Onyx>

The crimson cheeked Onyx slammed her cup onto the table while grinding her teeth in rage at the thought. To think some crusty old man would dare bully her little sister (even if she just found out she had one) made her head boil. It may also have something to do with the extremely strong alcohol.

Their [Oni Fire Wine] was strong enough to kill a Foundation Formation beast - Oni had strong bodies but Onyx was likely the weakest (physically) out of the four daughters. Still these bowls were far larger than what an Nascent Soul Sect Master would drink out of. When these important faux-immortals gained a bottle of this wine they would usually drink it out from a drinking bowl that could hold less liquid than  a ladies palm. Compared to that, the cups the three Oni girls used could hold about as much as a man who cupped his hands together!

“Nah, there was nothing like that, she let them go intentionally… Well from the reports it seemed it was more Alabaster who focused on letting them get away. Quartz & Violet usually just kill everyone present. Oh, it was Quartz & that Alabaster girl who followed after Violet as somewhat infamous {Female Executives} making our relationship known to our enemies.” <Ebony>

Ebony nodded with pleasure at Onyx’s anger; that was the kind of reaction her daughters should have when worried about their younger sister!

She had raised this frooty girl well!

“Of course the three  brought their own shadow guard along with th- Wait where is your shadow guard!” <Ebony>

“Erm… Not quite sure? They probably went on ahead to the village since I said I felt someone I knew and tore transported to the {Spirit World} after dropping them off. Forgot to tell them to come back. Oh well, they’ll find me eventually!” <Onyx>

Hearing this a certain elder couldn’t help but make a smug comment.

“Reminds me of a certain brat who forgot to share important info to her own daughters~!” <Granny Wine>

“Shut up you old hag!” <Ebony>

“Make me you bratty matriarch!” <Granny Wine>

However, before the two respected members could begin their brawl (though they were already rolling up their sleeves) they were interrupted by the sound of Violet lowering her bowl. She looked at the map for a solid moment. When she finally looked up her belly-like voice echoed out; at that moment it seemed as if times stopped as the entire camp listened to her.

“I want to destroy them.” <Violet>

It was simple yet it contained so much.

“Well yes, we’ll make sure they regret coming at us unprepared so-” <Onyx>

“Regret not enough… Fear. I want fear. These cultivators are just like dragons; relying on their superior numbers and differing abilities to overwhelm  Daddy said the fear he saw on their face was better than finest wines so I want to experience it.” <Violet>

It was silent for a solid minute as everyone went over what she said several times within their own minds. Her voice was beautiful and to the people around her - those who were deeply ingrained with the Oni culture - those words were just as beautiful. Sure you could make an enemy regret their actions by defeating them… But if you could go beyond that to develop a deep seeded fear of you, wouldn’t that be the finest pleasure?

Ebony, who knew this daughter of hers well, wasn't as surprised as those around her. Well she wasn’t the only person as both the chuckle-sisters & wine also held the same expression. A knowing smile on their faces as they looked between themselves at the girl's arrogant words that spoke to her personality.

Violet may not go out of her way to create bad situations but she would most definitely take advantage of them!

“I suppose the first thing we should decide is where we want to put those {Female Executives} as it’ll be most effective if we push the entirety of their forces back with one push. Best if we hit ‘em hard and heavy then let them stew in the defeat. Those shitty cultivators will be panicking as we calmly admire the poppies gahahaha~!” <Granny Wine>

“I don’t remember inviting you into the discussion, you foul hag!” <Ebony>

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“*Snort* As if a brat like you could add anything to the conversation!” <Granny Wine>

“The ‘conversation’ is of what I’LL do with MY forces you senial codger!” <Ebony>

“Tch, I’m not some mortal who’ll dull with age I’ll have you know!” <Granny Wine>

“Which is why it’s more confusing you only get dumber as time goes on!” <Ebony>

While the two were arguing Onyx just softly slipped up her drink with a warm expression on her face. Ironically she looked like a mother watching her children argue between themselves about something dumb.

“Nice to see some things never change~.” <Onyx>

“Shut up brat!” <Ebony + Wine>

Meanwhile Violet was just studying the map and was doing the job that likely should’ve been done by the three people arguing. Having finished another bowl of wine she moved it to her left without looking, letting it sit in front of Slate who began to pour with clear experience. Her next move was to turn to Ashue on the right and motion her open hand towards the other woman.

“Profiles.” <Violet>

That was all Ashue needed to know as she placed the bottle down beside her knees with a smile. After doing that her other hand slipped between those large mammaries to pull out a stack of documents which contained the details of their forces. Most important of all that she managed to gather thanks to her role as assistant to the heir was information on the {Female Executives}; this information’s importance was clear. Violet just casually grabbed the documents and threw them in front of herself.

From there she slowly scrutinised the war potential they had while taking the occasional sip from her bowl.

She really didn’t seem to take note of the shouting around herself as her eyes passed over the documents - without anyone other than her own assistants acknowledgement. After getting through a few documents Ashue stood up to walk towards Ebony’s side of the table where she grabbed a small chest which she proceeded to place down upon her thighs while kneeling behind Violet once more. Without any communication between the three Slate placed down the bottle - opening the chest and getting some pieces out which she held out. As if expecting just that very thing she perfectly placed them in Violet’s right hand who placed them down.

From there she placed those pieces down upon the map while writing a few things down on a piece of paper beside herself. This loop then continued on as Violet threw away the information she finished with while writing all her reasoning on another piece of paper; occasionally she’d change positions of something she already placed half way through reading a document. She quickly went through the pile of documents while Ashue switched to refilling and Slate focused on getting the right markers for Violet to use on the map. Rarely she then reversed the changes she made but it did occasionally occur.

“Right, so what were we going to do ab- Oh, well that’s easy then.” <Ebony>

“The purple brat is pretty quick at work, huh?” <Granny Wine>

Meanwhile a very red faced Onyx just gave a sloppy smile and laughed at the two older Oni who looked confused at the fully planned deployment in front of them. Her bowl was already empty but she held it between her two hands. Burying her face in it just like she did the woman's legs; slowly pulling her tongue to clear up any drops. After finishing washing the bowl she let out a hefty burp.

“Hehe~ you two were arguing so much lil’sis managed to finish your job~!” <Onyx>

To that Ebony couldn’t decide whether to be proud or annoyed and before she could think it through her second daughter spoke.

“Bed time.” <Violet>

With conviction that nobody could stop Violet stood up from the table after finishing her drink and stormed over to the largest tent in the campsite. Some unlucky people got in her way only to be bulldozed by the absolute midget. Even if they wanted to yell they only felt confusion upon noticing the one who shoved them away was half their height. A few seconds after Violet her two assistants followed after her.

“O-ojou-sama please wait!” <Slate>

“Violet Ojou-sama don’t abandon us!” <Ashue>

The three adults just blinked while watching the little girl walk in an exact straight line towards the tent she decided was hers.

“Let’s all sleep together in the big tent~!” <Onyx>

With that said the totally sober Onyx began to skip behind Violet (though she surprisingly didn’t forget to bring her stave). Ebony just held her forehead and let out a long sigh. Despite acting like that she did have a smile on her face as she saw the antics of her daughter. Each of them certainly did have their own unique quirks and yet she found herself loving them all.

“Softie~!” <Granny Wine>

“Shove it.” <Ebony>

“So why choose Violet as the heir, isn’t the eldest pretty strict? She seems like she’d be a good leader and isn’t a dumbass like that flashy girl. ” <Granny Wine>

Ebony just smiled for a moment as she thought about how to answer that, resting her chin between her arms while her elbows rested on the table as she gazed at the map. Why did she choose Violet to inherit if anything happened to her? That should be fairly obvious…

“Because she has something Black doesn’t.” <Ebony>

“Right, listen here you little shit, stop with the cryptic nonsense and just tell me.” <Granny Wine>

“You really have a shitty personality, y’know that?” <Ebony>

“Shoot me, now stop stallin’!” <Granny Wine>

Ebony just chuckled; maybe it was the wine but Wine seemed less annoying than normally.

“She never questions what she’s doing and doesn’t hesitate. While Black may be a stickler for the rules that isn’t a positive for a leader; a leader makes the rules not follow them. Vanta is an idiot who can’t even decide what panties she wants to wear; I don’t trust her to oversee her sisters due to her frankly shitty personality. As for Onyx… She’s bad with alcohol.” <Ebony>

As granny listened to the basic reasoning she couldn’t help but nod along. Sure enough the Matriarch had her own reasons and considerations. While on the surface level Black would seem to be a sure shoein as a competent Heir apparent it seemed more obvious when spoken out loud. It wasn’t like they were exactly doing the work of the heavens - rules were more like guidelines for them so someone like Black beining in charge would likely actually backfire on them.

As for that Vanta girl… Well she was jealous and vindictive. She never listened to anyone else's opinion even if it was well reasoned. To top it all off she couldn’t help but show off.

As for Onyx… Well Wine’s face that showed her understanding grew strained.

“You…” <Granny Wine>

“You need a lot of alcohol to make it through leading a bunch of idiots.” <Ebony>

“... Y’know what I’ll accept that.” <Granny Wine>

With that Ebony stood up from the table to also head towards the tent. This was a good point to call it a night as they would likely have long days ahead of them - not that she wasn’t looking forward to it. Which Oni mother didn’t look forward to charging into battle with her daughters by her side!

Heading into the tent she calmly walked past the guards they had while following her daughter's steps into the section designated as the main bedroom. Knowing Violet’s overwhelming personality there was nowhere else she would go. Sure enough as she pulled the pelt aside she saw Violet and Onyx on a bedroll.

The pair were on their sides with Onyx hugging around her sister's hips while her chest cushioned the back of Violet’s head/neck. Onyx was oddly silent but after a glance it was clear the Onib was out cold causing Ebony to give another chuckle of amusement. She decided to also settle down but instead she was in front of Violet who looked up at her curiously. Admiring her adorable daughter for a second before hugging around her neck to bury her face into her chest making it so Violet was trapped between her mommy and older sister.

She wasn’t about to complain about it and just slowly let sleep take it’s hold…

 

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Violet was standing in a grassy plane surrounded by pure darkness.

No celestial bodies were in the sky about which meant she felt the need to complain to her older sister about those slacking crows. Despite that she didn’t. Instead she closed her eyes to take a deep breath as the smell of fresh grass after rainfall filled her mind with peace; even she could enjoy the simpler things. Staying this way for a second she felt that about 45 degrees behind herself was slightly hotter.

Turning around her eyes widened and tears gently filled the corners of her eyes at what she saw. She even went as far as to bite her trembling lip.

In front of a small fire with a few rabbits skewered at the side were two men. The most outlandish of which was a androgynus man in the typical white and green paladin armour without a helmet covering his face. His appearance only got stranger as he not only had a white and green rapier on his hip but below him was a massive blade. It had been buried into the floor with a large guard to make a cross-like sword which he casually sat upon while drinking some glowing golden wine; something once enjoyed by only the highest primordial gods.

Strangest of all was his hair which was cut perfectly in half.

One side was a set of straight, long orange hair while the other would be short and somewhat messy indigo. His eyes were the exact same style as his hair. A calm but inviting smile on his face as his eyes gazed over the fire towards the man across from him.

This man would be considered an oddity today yet Violet would never scorn him. She was just overjoyed with happiness to see him; he was a fairly human looking Oni. The man wasn’t even particularly tall and had violet coloured hair upon his head while one of his tall horns was nicked at the top. He looked fairly young and healthy while his kimono only had a single layer. Even that was open at his chest to fully expose his chest as he drank wine directly out of a gourd.

Both turned their gazes towards Violet as her trembling voice called out towards them while sprinting full force (forgetting all about the martial arts she recently developed) with her arms open wide. Seemingly trying to crush the Oni man. Her desperate cry the only thing that could be heard other than the crackling of the fire.

“Brother, daddy!” <Violet>

 

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