Chapter 13

On her return Eva took the Sato family aside, “Your mother is amenable. We’ll just see how this visit goes. Odoroki, you will prosper if you stay.”

Odo might be Japanese but she was a modern girl.

“I’m going home after the visit.”

Shoko agreed, “Home.”

“So be it,” said Eva.

“I’m most likely staying,” Ichiro said.

“If your grandmother is willing, you may.”

Kaito wasn’t given a choice ... he was going home with mom. Eight years old is a little too young to choose.

“If you like I’ll take you to visit the Society for Creative Anachronism,” Mioko said to Ichiro. “You can teach those louts what ‘being Japanese’ is really like.”

“I’m looking forward to it.”

And he was. Ichiro was ... samurai ... as much as was allowed in Japan these days. ‘Daddy might be out of the service but he was trained by banned Special Naval Landing Forces (SNLF), (Kaigun Tokubetsu Rikusentai) personnel. Banned by gaijin ... Ha!’

‘Daddy has trained me in Shinkendo Japanese Swordsmanship and Aikibujutsu Shokai single-stick since I was six.’ ‘Not that mom chan knows ... and I’m not about to tell her.’

Ichiro had had a ‘spurt’. Five foot ten inches (155.5cm) tall and almost 12. He was bidding to pass his father by 16 ... and daddy was tall for present day Japanese.

So ... they went. Mahiro-san left for his rescue and the five person Sato family took the Express and Mioko walked the familiar path to home.

She was a shock. Never going home after the conversion, mother had no idea. But, Mioko had lived Japanese for 46 years ... longer than she had lived Cassandran. At three years between rescues, 10 rescues and 16 years in Japan she was throughly Japanese and knew her manners.

She knocked, the girls knelt ... Ichiro stood ... almost swaggering in male insolence and Kaito just bowed ... not the 60 degree bow of obedience ... the bow of man to honored grandmother.

The door opened. Grandmother never looked down ... all she saw was a tall young boy with odd eyes... ‘handsome devil’ she thought.

Grandmama was typical Cassandran ... built, busty, sultry, beautiful ... and nearly nude. For all she was in her triple digits, gramma was a babe. Ichiro popped a woody.

Ichiro had a cock to fit his stature.

She spoke, “Yes?”

“Grandmother?”

Ichiro looked at his mom...

Grandmother finally looked down.