Keitaro slowly crept along the corridor, avoiding the floorboards that while not loose, did make enough noise from the dreaded Molmol Loli to locate him. It wasnÆt as if he had a red moon to use to distract her.
After the one Loop where he allowed Amalla to make some progress, he knew better than to try to tame the Molmol females.
Still didnÆt mean he was going to survive the next few days.
Because once again, Lamba had tricked the girls into thinking the tanned prince was Keitaro, meaning once again the Looping Todai-hopeful was being carted off to Molmol for a quickie marriage to Amalla.
No thank you, heÆd rather not see how much it takes to receive a crushed pelvis à again.
This was why he was running now. If not Amalla and her need to sex, it was Kaolla wanting to play. He was quite certain now she knew the truth, but had said nothing to continue æplayingÆ with Keitaro.
ôCome to me, my love!ö he heard Amalla call out, forcing him to quickly dive into a nearby room, his mind cycling through pairs to the Molmol deities in hopes no one was in there, waiting to ambush him.
ôDid you see him?ö he heard from behind the door.
ôI fear not, Princess,ö stated a nameless guard.
ôContinue to search for him,ö Amalla declared. ôFather has prepared the ceremony. He must be made ready for us to be married.ö
ôAs you command, Princess.ö
He heard several footsteps walking away, but dared not open the door. He had no doubt one guard had been left behind in case he came back this way, a guard who would not take pity of KeitaroÆs poor soul and help him escape.
Damn loyalty to the monarchyà
Standing tall, he nodded to himself. He was Keitaro Urashima! HadnÆt he faced Tsuroko over a dozen times? Had he not experienced the horrors of Naru during her period? Had he not survived over a century the tortures of working inside the Hinatasou? Had he not faced his Aunt after a bad date where Seta called her the wrong name during sex?
Surely, such a man of those tests and caliber could escape one measly little country.
Yes, he couldùnoùhe would succeed and make it safely back to Japan!
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ôI now present, the new Prince and Princess of Molmol!ö yelled the priest as the crowd cheered.
Keitaro paled under the bindings, more so than whatever the Mecha-tama surrounding him could ever entice.
When she finds outà Well, I better get to work on that suicide pill.
Molmol wives that were upset with their husbands was not a pleasant thought. Sure, he didnÆt know what would happen, but it was best to be safe than sorry.
Besides, that white croc looked hungry.
