Tenchi Muyo! in the World

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One week later Yoshyo returned to Jurai, Misaki came to his room and told him to join them, with Utsumi and Seto, to the campus of the Jurai imperial academy. There was a ceremony for departure of the student to their sail of practice. They would attend it as the family of Kamiki and Seto wanted him to come with them.
It was spring and the flowers were all blooming.

'I love to watch this view every year,' said Seto to Yoshyo as they passed the garden near the academy. She looked the view in pleasure but Utsumi standing beside her kept silent and didn't say anything. Yoshyo who was in between them looked at Utsumi who was in a bad mood and then asked Seto.
'Seto-sama, why have you asked me to join you today?'
But Seto ignored his question and faced her husband.
'My dear. I will finish my job with Misaki and Yoshyo. Please go to the ceremony before us, we will join you later.'
'Why, yes. But I was planning to show Yoshyo around here. It is a nice chance, you know. It would also be good to introduce him to other teachers,' replied Utsumi gravely.
Listening to this Seto looked at him and laughed. 'You can do it after the ceremony.'
'That Azusa.. er.. the Jurai King has been here before and many persons are looking forward to seeing his son.' Utsumi seemed to care for something.
'…Then shall I join Utsumi-sama?'
Watching them, Yoshyo guessed there was something with this and suggested to them. He didn't know why, but he thought it would be better to join Utsumi now. And to this Utsumi showed a smile of rest.
'Ok then. Let's go. I'll show you a lot of nice places.'
'Thank you, Utsumi-sama.'
'Oh you are so sweet, Yoshyo,' said Seto. She of course knew what her husband was trying to do. 'But no. This must be finished before the ceremony.'
'Then we will go to the ceremony first. You can go with Misaki,' said Utsumi.
'It is related to Yoshyo-dono, too. My darling.'
As if taking off a man's finger one by one who was grabbing hard to the cliff, Seto kept on attacking Utsumi.
'All right then, I will go with you all.'
When Utsumi said so, Misaki got around him and caught his arms while Seto grabbed Yoshyo by his shoulders.
'… You see, Yoshyo-chan. (sniff) I was molested by him here,' complained Seto to Yoshyo. Of course this was a lie.
'What, what the hell are you saying!!'
Utsumi cried out in a red face. He now wasn't caring about graveness or anything. But how hard he struggled, he couldn't get away from Misaki holding him from behind. Poor Utsumi, Misaki was stronger than him now. Following up, Seto began to tell Yoshyo the tale having her cheeks blushed.
'Yes, that day also the flowers were blooming. I was having a nap in the bushes and then suddenly something got over me.'
'Oh no! What are you telling to a boy!'
As Utsumi didn't deny this, it seemed that this part was true.
'I tried to resist as hard as I could. But what could a delicate woman do?' said Seto and she wiped her tears with Yoshyo's sleeve.
'Delicate? Don't tell a lie! You grimalikin!!'
No one will deny for this.
'And then to my breast his hand…'
'Nooo! Seto was sleeping and I just hitched my foot on her. That's why I got over her! That's all!!' cried out Utsumi.
'But you've touched my breast.'
'It's an accident. I couldn't help it when I fell on you! Before that, it was all because of you. You didn't appear at the entering ceremony and I was told to look for you! And.. and you were sleeping in the bushes comfortably. ……First of all, I was only 9 years old!!'
He didn't notice it, but he was now telling the tale to Yoshyo.
'By the way, Mother was 4,500 years old then,' said Misaki. And Seto popped her head.
'Oh shut up!'
'…ouch.' Misaki looked back to her mother. But she was great not to let her father go even in such cases.
'…But I really was surprised. It had been a long time since I was touched,' said Seto turning to gracile lady's face from the strict and scary one. She blushed her cheeks and leaned on Yoshyo. As she was a beauty, it was a sexy view but seeing her strict face when she hit Misaki, no man would have a feeling to her now.
'…Of course not. Who would meddle with the "The terrifying princess of Jurai" if he cares about his life,' blurted out Utsumi which Yoshyo tried not to say.
'Oh, Yoshyo-chan, that furry bear is teasing me. He must have forgotten what he did to me. Boohoo,' wept Seto and hanged on tight to Yoshyo.
'Yo-You! Only a boy tripped over, and you just said, "I can't marry any more. Please take responsibility for it." in a straighten face.'
'It was only a joke,' replied Seto.
'How can a 9 years old boy notice that!! Did you know that I couldn't even eat over a month for fear?'
'And you went into the hospital because of denutrition,' laughed Misaki.
'Yes, yes that's right! After that, for 130 years I trained my self. And finally I was able to get the courage to talk with you face to face. So I told you I will take care of you, then you, then you said…'
'What…what did you say?'
To Yoshyo's question, Seto showed her tongue and said,
'I laughed. You see, he just suddenly proposed to me without saying any thing after 130 years…'
'If I knew your interior, it would have taken more then 130 years!'
Yoshyo remembered that most of the old people remarked him that Seto was really scary.
Being satisfied, Seto nodded and faced Yoshyo in a smile.
'…So that was what he was worried about and was why he wanted to take you with him looking for any reasons. He thought I would tell you about this. Well he told you by himself after all. '
'…Er, I see,' answered Yoshyo and glanced at Utsumi. There he was, finding that he talked all the secrets by himself and was knocked out.
'So you told all about it and now there's nothing to worry about, darling. Let's go, Yoshyo-chan.'
Pressed by Seto, Yoshyo started to walk again. Few steps later he looked back and found poor Utsumi sinking in the ground. Now he understood many things in many ways; why his father tread walk on eggs when he dealt with Seto, why others who knew well about Seto were afraid of her and why she was called as "the Terrifying Princess of Jurai".
"I didn't want to understand it this way… I must take care, too," thought Yoshyo from his soul.
After watching Utsumi, he couldn't help thinking so.