Futago
Not Accepting Rejection.

Walking in the company of the two servants Yuki returned to the garden in front of the kitchen building, the house of the servants, and the patron who was married to the servant, the servant, while the protector who is not married or married to a fellow protector is in another building.

Yuki observed every plant, lucky to see the servants taking care of the plants.

Yuki was given some freshly picked fruit to taste immediately, and it was very fresh. Yuki asked in between getting deeper and deeper into the back. He was again surprised there was a medium-sized chicken house, Yuki stopped into it. Interestingly there, it is very clean and not too smelly, only noisy because of chicken crowing. His ancestors actually made his own ranch.

Yuki saw a larger cage beside him, Yuki tried to enter and was greeted by a white four-legged animal with a black pattern. They let out a distinctive sound from their large mouths.

"Moooo."

Yuki was surprised, this was the first time he had seen a neatly lined cow.

"Ojou the same, you want to come in?." Yuki glanced at his servant.

"Yes." Yeah." Yuki replied steadily, her curiosity could not be held anymore.

"You must wear protective clothing first so that your clothes are not dirty." The other waiter showed me army-colored clothes and knee-length boots.

Yuki came back again after lining her clothes in a special shirt. The head of the ranch greeted Yuki after hearing their young miss coming to visit.

Yuki listened to the explanation about the dairy cows and beef cows with kushu, the girl was also curious about the way the cows were groomed and the chickens in the cage next door. The ranch officials were touched to see their young lady so interested in their work.

"There's sheep behind the cowshed, too." Yuki followed from behind.

Not accidentally from a distance Yuki saw a pink round animal, he immediately shuddered in horror.

"What's this four-day meal one of them has that animal?." Yuki pointed at the short-legged round animal.

"No ojou alike. Because you don't like it cooks never cook pork for the main family table." Obviously the waiter behind Yuki. The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"Never serve the meat of the animal at the dinner table." Yuki emphasized his sentence.

"Neither ojou the same."

Yuki glanced briefly at the sheep that were in the small courtyard beside the cage. Yuki is again interested, he listens to the explanation of the head of the farm.

"Do you want to ride the same ojou?." Yuki glanced at the middle-aged man.

"I'll try it." Answer Yuki.

"You've never ridden?." Yuki only replied with a small smile.

"I'll take you to the person in charge."

Yuki walked deeper and deeper into the back. What he thought was only seven buildings turned out to be wrong. The roofs and others are not visible from a distance. His ears heard the ringing of horses, the cage as big as a cow cage was getting closer.

"Iwao!." The head of the ranch called out to the other man who was bathing the horse.

"Ac ..!, Nobuo." Greet back the man Yuki believed to be in charge of the horses there.

"Ojou same!." They were about to kneel but Yuki prevented it by moving his hand.

"Iwao, ojou is about to ride for the first time. Can you prepare it?." Nobuo.

"really?. I'm so glad to hear that. Let's ojou the same."

Yuki follows the burly man named Iwao.

"The horses have just been released for sunbathing. That was a juvenile horse, he had just rolled in the mud near the pigsty. The horse likes to run away." Suddenly Iwao told me without asking. Yuki still listened.

"We're up to the same ojou."

Yuki was faced with a vast field of cooling green grass. There are two square shaped broad fences facing each other. One contains horses that are left free, the other contains a horse training arena containing obstacles arranged in such a way from the easiest to the hardest.

Yuki really feels kampungan, today he just saw a live cow, a live sheep, a live pig, and a live horse, if the chicken in Jakarta he had seen it. The four animals were not at the zoo where they had visited.

"Ojou equally you should change your clothes." Iwao. Waiter Yuki had been in the middle of when she was holding new clothes in her hands.

Yuki walks into the break room of the keeper (guard) changing his clothes there.

A short black collared T-shirt, long white pants are attached fitting on Yuki's body. Boots heels three inches special riding complement his appearance.

A black horse has been prepared by Iwao, complete with a harness, etc. The waiter gave Yuki a helmet.

"Are you ready?." Ask Iwao.

"May I see how you ride it?." Yuki Pinta.

"Ojou is the same, of course."

Iwao directly held the bridle, his legs going into the stirrup/stirrup shaped footrest. Raise his body until he sits on the saddle.

"I want to see you take him walking." Iwao nodded his head in a slow horse race.

The eyes of the eagle Yuki continued to observe. Another horse keeper suddenly approached Yuki with a short bow and began to explain how to make the horse run slowly to spur the horse quickly, how to brake, turn, etc.

Iwao returned shortly after. Getting off the horse leads him closer to Yuki.

"Ojou please." Yuki approached the horse, stopping right in front of the horse.

His manic observed the mighty animal up close. His eyelashes were very dense, his black mane swung slowly in the wind. Yuki tried to touch the horse's forehead. It feels a little weird. Is this like horse leather?, inner Yuki.

The horse slowly stepped back bending one of its front legs like a person giving a salute. Yuki and the others gasped, the girl placed her right hand on the left chest of her other hand moving as if lifting the skirt, bending her left leg back in salute. When Yuki stood up straight then the horse stood up.

Interesting!, Yuki screamed inwardly.

"He was one of the horses of his ancestry. The horse belonged to the strongest protective head ever. We gave training like an honor earlier. He'll do it to a certain person." Iwao.

"Hmmm, is there only one left?." Ask Yuki.

"No, there are four including the teenage horse that was bathing."

"He's a stud." Yuki said looking from the look in the horse's eyes.

"Truely the same ojou, the three females and the juvenile males like his father." Yuki pulled the corner of her lips.

"What about the horse breed of the previous emperor?." Yuki turned her attention away from the dark horse for not getting an answer.

"I that ..," Iwao laughed awkwardly.

"Hm?." Yuki raised an eyebrow.

"They are inside the fence. The horses that separate themselves from the other horses." Yuki turned to look for what Iwao meant.

White, black, light brown, and all three blend. Their bodies look bigger and taller than others.

Beautiful, Inner Yuki.

"Did they have a problem that made you doubt enough?." Iwao scratched the back of his head.

"They are very difficult to tame. Hate at orders, and have very high self-esteem." Yuki laughed inwardly at Iwao's reply.

"I'll go up now." Yuki said standing next to the horse doing the same thing as Iwao, copying his pastry.

For a beginner to ride without being helped is very impressive. Yuki stomped his feet slowly, asking the horse to walk. The Iwao below walked leading the horse by holding its reins.

Yuki turned around for a while then asked Iwao to approach the four haughty horses. Yuki got off the horse, approached them from the edge of the fence.

"Come here." Yuki said as she opened her palm extending it forward.

The pure white horse with brown hair color that was almost similar to her was staring at Yuki from the side.

"There is no rejection. One," Yuki suddenly counted. The four horses neighed loudly but their legs were closing in on Yuki.

"Two." The white horse walked up to the girl's hand.

"Smart girl ..." Yuki rubbed her forehead as white as snow.

Iwao and the others were not surprised if Yuki could rule the horse so easily. For indeed the horse waited for the offspring to ride them directly, if not for sure the rider was very tough.

"Does he have a name?." Yuki asked without glancing at Iwao.

"The name, ahem!." Iwao cleared his throat hiding his nervousness.

"Yu .., he ahem!." Iwao again cleared harder.

"Ki." Yuki gently rubbed the jaw of the horse named Yuki as her name suggests.

Yuki took off his helmet giving the helmet to Iwao.

"It took three days to walk around all these places. I'll borrow it." Said Yuki directly climbing the tall fence.

"Ojou is the same, very dangerous. Put your helmet back on. The horse had not been fitted with equipment," the horse cut Iwao's sentence with his movements.

As if Yuki's horse knew what the girl was going to do, Yuki's horse moved docked towards the fence making it easier for Yuki to ride on her back.

"Smart girl." Praise Yuki patting proudly the neck of Yuki's horse.

"Let me feel your freedom." Yuki said leaning her body forward.

"Wait, OJOU SAMA!." Yuki turned his head to the side surprised by Iwao's loud cry.

The man immediately removed the horse bridle beside him, then tried to attach it to Yuki's horse.

The white horse snorted and curled up disliking.

"Yuki shut up for a minute." The horse obeyed.

"Thank you ojou alike." Iwao. His hands moved nimbly, not until twenty seconds the horse's bridle and rope were well installed.

"Thank you." Yuki said to Iwao and then drove his horse.

Yuki felt a little strange while sitting without using her saddle but she immediately secured herself. The white horse seemed to be aware that its rider had started to relax on its body.

Fortunately Iwao immediately opened the gate, late for a moment the white horse would jump.

As the girl requested, Yuki's horse spurred quickly on her legs bringing Yuki flying in defiance of the wind. The grin carved on his face, the sparkling blue bead sparkling brightly, the view from the back of a fast-paced horse was thrilling, Yuki's blood felt hot feeling the sting of a challenging adrenaline.

Yuki's body was lifted into the air as his horse flew over a bunch of tulips in front of them.

Hup.

Beautiful jump, Inner Yuki.

He was overwhelmed with euphoria with the white horse until he was unaware of his behavior made the concussion of the servants and guards passing by. From behind some horses were chasing him.

How Yuki did not fall asleep, he felt his body become light, his mind like it was being treated with a view from the top of the super fast horse's back, he felt calm.

His fatigue after waking up from a long sleep was treated instantly, relaxing his neck and back muscles after he was busy searching for the tissue information of the white dragon clan that had been four days and four nights this time he investigated quietly, haven't found results yet.

Their light brown mocha hair was fluttering, sparkling in the sun, their skin was as white as snow, their beads were both highlighting freedom. Three sakura trees were lined up waving above their heads. The servants, protectors, and distinguished family members who had just come to train at the dojo were silent at the sight. Very beautiful, what more a smile and a face lit up.

Yuki pulled the reins slowly as she advanced her body to gently pat the neck of the horse. The clattering of his legs slowed until they stopped in the dry land without any vegetation. Yuki was puzzled, his manic immediately swept across the entire place.

High fortresses, bearing the center of the arrow stuck on the walls of the fort and in some places. All kinds of equipment for fighting were in the middle somewhat to the side. The place was like an arena, its blue bead capturing the side of the arena that was specially designed to fight on horses with traps and tricks.

His back sensed someone watching his movements from above. Yuki pulled next to the reins making his horse move half-twisting. He looked up to see the second floor open without a wall with chairs lined up and a small empty table. Yuki was sure that there were five pairs of eyes staring at him.

Again, something tickled her head showing a faint image, Yuki tried to see it clearly but the picture moved away, Yuki tried harder but the picture hid instead. Yuki ignored her, the tickling feeling returned and showed a slightly clearer picture of Yuki sneering at her.

Crazy!, Yuki cried inwardly.

He threw his face aside and accidentally saw Will's face.

Drapery. Drapery. Drapery. Drapery. Drapery.

The sound of horse feet approaching him. Yuki. Iwao and the other two keeper followed Yuki with their horses.

"Ojou the same, are you okay?. Mercifully. It's very dangerous for a beginner riding not to use a saddle." Iwao's face bent, the man jumped down to approach Yuki.

"I'm sorry I said too much. You want to come down?." Ask Iwao. Yuki circulated his gaze again for a moment.

"What is this place?." Ask Yuki.

"You forgot the same ojou?. This is the protective open-air training barracks, you and the elders often see the waka (young tian) exercises from the second floor." Iwao.

Yuki understands.

"I'm sorry, my childhood memory is vague because it's been too long." Subterfuge Yuki. Daren has told him that the incident he received the punishment must be kept secret because it will have a bad impact later if the other protectors know.

"I'm sorry." Iwao bowed for a moment, Yuki shook her head slowly.

"Do you want to come down?." Ask Iwao again.

"I want to try that riding arena." Iwao looked back at what Yuki meant.

"No, you can't." Speak fast Iwao. Yuki raised one eyebrow looking at the man.

"A aa. Sorry ojou alike. I mean, that arena." Susi's voice saves Iwao.

"Yuki ..!." His rolling bead found Lusi standing in front of Will.

"Let's have lunch." Take grandmother. Yuki glanced down.

Crazy, tall, inner Yuki.

Looking at the distance of his feet and the ground was very far away. Yuki thought for a moment, measuring his landing position with the jump style he chose. A pair of long and stocky arms extended out under Yuki slightly to the side.

Yuki glanced at Hotaru's face. He missed that arm holding him. Hotaru's arms also look longer than their last together. Patient, resistant, Yuki is determined and she must resist her urge to hit Hotaru and wrap her arms tightly around her twin brother's neck.

"I'll meet grandma in the dining room." Yuki finally said. He bowed slightly turning his horse in the direction they came.

Hap.

Yuki imprinted his foot spurring the horse to run quickly past the keeper. His horse grimaced loudly representing Yuki.

Yuki did not go back to where the horses were, he was racing his horse at a rapid pace visiting buildings that he had not yet come to. Ask the waiter who passed by the building what was in front of him. Yuki recalled well, the main residence also had its own electronic protection, Yuki could not let Je soar upwards and took a picture of the main residence from the sky there.

Once in enough taste Yuki returned his horse to the meadow behind. The girl rests on the fence as she descends the back of her horse, sitting briefly on the fence to stroke Yuki's mane and horse face.

"Our names are the same, hmmm?. The names of the three of us are the same." Erat Yuki remembers her blue-eyed white cat in Tokyo.

"Thank you for showing it to me, it was so much fun." Lirih Yuki's hand did not stop rubbing gently.

"See you next time." Yuki's voice twisted her waist outwards and jumped down.

"Please drink the same ojou." Two of Yuki's servants gave her a full glass of lemon ice and a clean towel.

"Thank you."

Dugs. Dugs. Dugs.

Yuki almost soaked her face with lemon ice water from the glass, she kept the lip of the glass away from her mouth turned to the doer who pushed her back.

Yuki's horse let out a small grimace, advancing its face sniffing the girl's face.

"You don't want me to go?." Yuki rubbed the head of the horse. The horse stuck out its tongue licking Yuki's face, the girl slightly dodged to the side letting her cheeks lick.

"Stop, ticklish." Yuki had her face back but Yuki's horse was even more sticking out her long neck.

Cup.

Yuki kissed the horse's forehead patting his neck a few times.

"Sometimes we run again." Yuki said, the horse grimaced softly answering the girl.

"Is there no means of transportation to get back quickly?." Ask Yuki to her servant.

"No ojou the same."

Yuki pouting. The distance of the meadow with its room building is very far. Yuki is not upset because a lot of walking he is upset because a lot of time will be wasted.

Go back to the bathroom, shower again, change her clothes and walk into the dining room. Sepi, there's only her grandmother.

"You're an hour late." Yuki apologized to Lusi.

"After this you have a selection of teachers to teach." The girl glanced at her grandmother.

"There are some top-tier protectors offering to teach you, you just need to choose two of them." Yuki nodded small.

"Yuki's." Call Lusi.

"Hm?."

"You're not planning anything, are you?." Tanya Lusi was worried.

"No grandma." The girl lied.

"Nothing is hidden between our families anymore." Yuki nodded her head.

"Good grandma."

The second floor which was open and only protected by the roof, Yuki and Lusi were sitting watching the fight below. Yuki distracts her, choosing to be busy observing the layout of the second floor chair that she saw a few hours ago from the arena. He was interested in carvings on poles and stone floors. The building still leaves relics of the past, maybe it has not been foxed.

"You bored?." Yuki glanced down.

"Nothing interesting." Answer Yuki. The two top-level protectors who were demonstrating abilities did not attract Yuki's attention.

Fumihiro who stood behind the two forgers opened his mouth.

"They've only been elevated for a few months to the top protector." Yuki did not respond.

"Who's the head protector?." Either Yuki's question was addressed to Lusi or Fumihiro but it was Fumihiro who answered.

"I'm the same ojou." Yuki did not respond anymore.

"Hiro's parents used to be protectors who got recognition from your great-grandfather. Then your grandfather recognizes his abilities and trusts Hiro, assigning him from childhood to be your protector." Clearly Lusi, Yuki nodded her head slowly.

"There's a little protective. Ara?, Hotaru also joined." Lusi. Yuki glanced down, the gazes of the two meeting.

"Hahaha, he won't be chosen either, his work is still a lot." Chirp Lusi.

Work?, what?, inner Yuki.

Hotaru's fighting Will. The boy nimbly attacked Hotaru, Yuki glanced at his new phone ignoring the one below.

I should be in front of the computer right now, Yuki said in his heart.

Trang!. Trang!. Sreth!. Trang!.

The twinkling of the two objects caught Yuki's attention. The sticky man with Hotaru played his sword casually. Defeated four opponents in an instant.

"Are they really top-level protectors?." Yuki stared at the four protectors who were easily defeated.

"True ojou sama. Fumio san's sword skills are incredible." Answer Fumihiro.

"What about you?." Lusi glanced at his grandson.

"Hiro, come down." Let's Luci.

"Neither Susi is the same." Fumihiro walked back a few steps and then went down the stairs.

"You interested?." Ask Lusi.

"Just want to make sure Grandma."

The four maidservants added tea and sweets on the table of Lusi and Yuki. Down there Fumihiro and Fumio stood face to face.

"What's up?." Hotaru's question raised her voice to be heard by the two people in the middle of the arena. Fumihiro bowed to Hotaru then replied to the young man.

"Ojou similarly asked me against Fumio san." Hotaru glanced at her sahabtanya while raising her chin as if to say.

'Don't let your guard down or my sister won't see you'. Fumio looked at Hotaru inside, answering his best friend.

'This is my fight, who's willing to give up on him'. Hotaru pulled the corner of her lips.

"start." The heir ordered.

Fumihiro and Fumio bowed to each other, they prepared with wooden swords respectively. The calm created is very stressful. Nobody's moving yet. Yuki saw it, a small move from Fumio's feet started the young man's attack.

A rare spectacle, even the senior protectors gave each other comments.

"This fight should not involve the protective head, but the same ojou instead asked Fumihiro to fight Fumio san, could it be that the same ojou was testing his future fiance?."

"Aren't they supposed to let go of longing after decades apart, but why haven't I seen them together?."

"Don't you see with Fumio san, you see yourself ojou equally avoid waka."

"Squeaky. Is there something between the three of them?. Don't-don't you?."

"Hush!, but it can happen."

"Ojou has another lover?."

"It won't be easy. Look at the sons of honorable families there. They're very clearly eyeing the same ojou."

"Yeah, you don't see for yourself. The charm of ojou is equally very difficult to avoid."

"I'm glad I have a wife."

"Why not yet?."

"I will often hit my head so as not to forget the position I am in."

"Hahahaha, the little girl who enlivened the main residence now looks like a war queen."

"Pick."

The bead as sharp as the eagle's eyes did not release a single move from the two. Yuki wanted to ask why the two of them changed weapons?, wasn't the match using a real sword why it was now using a wooden sword?, but Yuki put away that insignificant thought.

Want as strong as possible Fumio attack and defend his ability is still under Fumihiro. Yuki was not judging the two but he was measuring, comparing the abilities of the clan's chief protector with the leader of the shadows. Even for the size of the top level protectors it was still better for the members of the shadows. Yuki flicked one hand at the referee below telling him to stop the fight.

"You have to choose one protector to teach martial arts, and another protector to teach you swordsmanship." Yamazaki said softly, that man a few minutes ago was already standing behind Yuki.

"I have chosen. But may I see a more senior top-level protective fight?." Ask Yuki.

"Ojou of course the same. I'll prepare it." Answer Yamazaki.

"I'm coming along." Lusi glanced at his grandson.

"Go, Takeru." Susi combed Yuki's hair gently.

"Yes, same Susie." Answer the man.

"Call Hotaru to accompany me."

"Good."

Yamazaki went down first, Yuki and his two servants followed from behind.

"Is there a small note and a ballpoint pen?." Ask Yuki.

"I'll soon take it the same ojou." One of the servants walked quickly in a different direction.

"Do you have another hair tie?." Yuki glanced at her servant who always tied up half her hair.

"But, I've used the same ojou before, I'll get a new one."

"It's okay, can I ask?." The maid gave the hair tie from inside her shirt pocket hesitantly.

"Ojou is just as good as me," Yuki immediately took the hairband from his servant's hand before the servant put it back in his pocket.

"Thank you."

Yuki turned around to walk while tying her hair. She did not want her hair to interfere with her observation because the spring breeze often blew her hair.

Yuki deliberately chose jeans and a red hoody for her outdoor activities today. He would work many times over, comprehending and finding solutions to deal with the white dragon clan. Yuki was about to step inside the arena when a hand pulled her hair from behind. Yuki turned his head and a small patch landed on his thin bangs.

Tak.

"Don't tie your hair." Yuki took a slow breath.

Her hand re-scooped all of her hair stuffing hair into the hoody hood, glancing at Hotaru at a glance and passing away.

"Patience, patience, patience." Hotaru stroked her chest back towards the second floor.

Yamazaki had already chosen two senior protectors. Yuki bowed at a glance making the two gasp.

"Ojou equally you can't do that." Their robot bends deeper.

"May I be the referee?." Yamazaki.

"Sorry, can you fight not wearing clothes?." Shocked, of course, but they follow his non-demand.

Yuki is also shy about not being used to seeing the naked bodies of others except Hotaru, but this is very necessary to see more clearly the flow of their muscles.

"Ojou the same, the note you asked for." Yuki received a small note and a ballpoint pen from the waiter.

"Thank you." The waiter leaned back a few steps and went to the edge of the arena to join his friend.

"You can start." Yuki opened the note.

"Sorry ojou alike, can you back off a bit?. This distance is dangerous for the referee." Yuki looked at the protector.

"I'm fine with this distance. Please start." Firm Yuki.

The two ended up fighting cautiously, they did not want any stray blows to hit their miss's smooth face.

"What's Yuki doing Grandma?." Hotaru plucked the sweets from the plate.

"No idea, from the looks of it he was observing the body instead of a protective fight." Hotaru glanced down.

"Pity Eiji. His face was red like a rotten tomato." Lusi laughed glancing towards the young man.

"Mother."

"Yes?."

"I'm sure Yuki is hiding something and is working out her plan." Lusi took a heavy breath.

"Your grandmother and father thought this was going to happen, but Hotaru." Lusi rubbed his grandson's head dear.

"We need to move faster than Yuki. Our advantage is to remember everything, granny is sure that Yuki is avoiding you because there is a big reason behind it. It's not much stronger not sticking to you." Hotaru dropped a clear liquid from her eyes.

"I miss him so much, Grandma. Even after we got back together Yuki felt very far." Luci patted Hotaru's back.

"We pray that Yuki will return as usual soon as possible." Relaxing illusion.

His feet stepped back, his head turned to look at Yamazaki. The one in sight immediately approached.

"What's ojou chan?."

"Please tell them to be more serious. The loser I'll punish." Yamazaki widened his eyes.

Ojou chan will not carry out the execution of punishment right?, just because of this kind of problem?, inner Yamazaki.

The man immediately spoke to the protector. Yuki glanced at his watch, he had already wasted thirty minutes of his precious, the note was still empty. Yamazaki went to his place, the protectors looked more serious. Yuki was more advanced to clearly see every muscle change and the marks of the other punches and attacks. His feet moved casually dodging the possible attack on him, his hands writing what he got.

Bruk!.

One of the protectors fell to the ground, blood flowing at the corner of his lips, the protector who stood stopping the attack halfway. Yuki approached crouching to the right of the protector who was still trying to neutralize his breath.

The girl looked so small while squatting next to the big man, her blue bead was exploring the protective body, her serious face looked so sexy, she said, the finger of the hand holding the ballpoint pen played the object twirling it rapidly.

Grek!.

Bolpoin.

"Let your fist down here." Yuki pointed at the right belly.

"DOLL?!." Be surprised.

"O o ojou the same?."

"I need your fist." Firmly Yuki, touched the point he requested with his pen.

"Here."

The two protectors shut up for a moment. Yuki again stood up giving room for the protector to attack his comrade. That powerful and huge fist floated up and landed at the point Yuki requested.

"Nl!!."