Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Lying, manipulating and scheming were simply the ways of Nanami Mami. Akira had known as much since the day they met, and in truth it was the most appealing thing about her. Every word to pass her lips registered as one of three things. The only truth she spoke was about not knowing how her new job was supposed to work with its existing staff. The claim of joking in her response to his perversions was an outright lie; something about that really bothered her. Pointing out that she wasn't his girlfriend was manipulation to put him under emotional duress for... whatever reason she had. "Right..." he said, managing to sound downtrodden yet again. In Mami's last clause, there was a small web of lies Akira could sense. What were the specifics? He couldn't fully tell, but there was room for thought. They didn't work as a couple: false. Any perception of them being such was solely in the public eye and the title they decided to place on their relationship. There was an implication that she wanted to remain friends: also false. She wanted a connection, but nothing true. Was it for her own amusement? He never managed to figure out what the underlying purpose was, and he was no closer to doing so now. "I'm not sure why you want that. I'd like it if we could understand each other though. Maybe..." He stopped himself right there for numerous reasons. Regardless of those, the words Akira spoke were the absolute truth. He'd wanted nothing more than to understand Mami and have her able to understand him. They could have been the stuff of legends. Perhaps they still could be. . .

Once again, Shota was not receiving the response he wanted from Mitsuki. This time, however, he got something even better. Wordlessness took the girl, and only a loud moan passed her lips in place of an answer. Her orgasm was apparent, and so was the start of an epic journey for Shota. "Oh? Is that a no?" he asked, laughing all the while. "Too bad~" he said afterward. Now that full penetration had been achieved, Shota would finally begin thrusting properly. Minor retreats led to repeated knocks against Mitsuki's cervix ─ something he'd keep at whether she could handle it or not. In fact, he'd only think it was better if she couldn't.

Speaking of things that could be better, it seemed the other universe's Mitsuki was in better spirits now. She was right back to acknowledging her own attractiveness, to which Ajax could only agree. "Yeah you are~" he stated. Mitsuki claimed the exchange of phone numbers would be for more than just a photo opportunity ─ it was also just to hang out. Of course she wouldn't turn her nose up to such an opportunity. In fact, he believed things would have been even easier with one of his other forms. A couple of his variants probably wouldn't have made it past the entrance without being grabbed by the dick. Whatever the case, Mitsuki offered the full list of hypothetical 'help' offerings, adding a positive notion about oral hygiene. "You're not wrong. A clean mouth opens a lot of opportunities," Ajax commented, taking visual note of where Mitsuki's eyes were... stuck, for lack of a better word. A Freudian slip would occur as he watched her staring. That did nothing to change the path his mind was taking. "Careful Girlie. Eye contact is a form of acknowledgment. Based on where you're looking when you say that, a guy might make assumptions about something you might not be ready for~" the man teased. It would be then that Ajax started the process of unbuttoning and unzipping his breeches. Since Mitsuki's request was that he share some of himself and ditch his pants, he was certainly going to do so. The pretense Mitsuki presented would only help along the process as Ajax pulled apart his zipper. "Not sure if it'll help. You might need a new lens. Why don't you go ahead and brush? This'll take some doing, and nobody wants to pull out flaccid. That'd be rude to the host~"

[Apollymi]

Mami was succeeding in keeping Kurusu Akira a bit downtrodden. That was what she wanted after all... it was better for her long-term plans if he continued to desire a connection with her, and was hurt by the mean things she said, while also being too locked-in to let go. What she couldn't see, was the fact that his placidness was an act, it wasn't something that ever occurred to her. There was a great deal of mental pleasure derived from his soft reactions and his inability to say no to her, she'd definitely made the right choice. This rightness was confirmed by how he chose to address her talk of friendship. He didn't understand why she'd want that... of course he didn't. Besides that friendship wasn't something she truly wanted. She wanted him to follow her around like a lost puppy she could kick but would keep coming back to her. "Good friends are hard to come by, besides... you'd be a bit hopeless if abandoned, I wouldn't do that~" Mami said for her reasoning behind wanting to continue their friendship. Of course this wasn't the whole of an answer, or even anything resembling real depth for her. Still she had something else to say as an alarm on her phone dinged letting her know it was time to go home, as her father would be there making dinner pretty soon. "Anyway, understanding comes with time, and we haven't had too much of that yet," she commented. "But you're not going anywhere so there is plenty. Ja ne, Akira-kun... I don't know how busy I'll be, but maybe I'll stop by again~" she offered the lad that fleeting hope and grinned as she turned around. He was right where she wanted him to be. If she visited even just once more, it'd probably be enough to keep him dragging along for the rest of the school year after he got back on his feet.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was coming to terms with a sensation she never thought she'd feel before. Once more... she didn't exactly hate it, but for some reason she wasn't entirely certain she liked it either. The feeling of something hitting her cervix was jarring internally. It had her tongue falling out of her mouth. It left her panting and unable to make a cogent sentence. And by the time she would have tried to put together another one... the words of Kakihara Shota were once again streaming from his mouth. He seemed to be teasing, and maybe this was just part of how he enjoyed sex. His words hit her ears along with a laugh. Could she handle it? Well obviously there was some ability to discern whether or not she liked such a sensation. Her hips had now started moving, seemingly of their own accord, as if to encourage the stroking motions as if seeking something else after that first orgasm. Even, "Ah-.... I... I'...m fine..." she muttered panting out hot breaths as drool trickled from the tip of her tongue. Her hands were already clutching the bedsheets as her core continued to twitch, each knock against her cervix sent that same strange sensation through her body and each retreat gave her more sensation to work with, surely her second orgasm wouldn't be as hard to achieve?

Meanwhile, in another universe, a different Mitsuki was being seduced by a different ginger man, in the same room as the first... without Shota's knowledge. He agreed with her assertion that she was a cute girl, and this only brought a deeper hued blush to her face. If he kept doing that, she was sure she'd allow him to do anything he wanted without worry. A full list of hypothetical hosting things was offered and a commentary about the avenues a clean mouth could open made her nod her head. "Right, nothing bad about a solid toothbrushing!" she agreed without hesitation. Still, her eyes had not moved from this man's body. She watched him and embarrassed herself by allowing her thoughts to slip out of her mouth without a filter. What she received in exchange for this was another warning that she listened to only moving her eyes after his zipper was peeled apart. "Well... you didn't have to say. Cute girls should want to see new things, even if they aren't prepared yet..." she said as if that made anything resembling sense. Whatever the case, apparently she should start brushing her teeth because she'd need a new lens an Ajax didn't want to pull out something flaccid. "Well, I wouldn't want to encourage rudeness... or be rude myself..." she murmured, finally drawing her eyes away and as a flustered mess quickly found herself at the sink, brushing her teeth furiously, while trying not to look into the mirror and behind her to see the man potentially still disrobing, but not too hard.

[Bloodedge]

If nothing else, Mami truly did have Akira wrapped around her finger in a way. He couldn't give up on her without a thousand answers that he just wasn't getting. Moreover, the potential she showed as a partner for him was, in his opinion, second to none. Even though his friends warned him against this pursuit, there was nothing stopping him yet. Ah, but Mami's misleading nature continued to rear its head. Good friends were hard to come by, she claimed. He'd be hopeless if abandoned ─ that was also true in a way Mami couldn't understand. "Yeah... they are. And you're right," Akira stated. One more truth passed Mami's lips. Between the two of them, nothing that could be called a reasonable amount of time had been invested. "Yeah..." was all Akira said after letting that thought process. By the time Mami spoke of returning, there seemed to be a pleased expression on the male's face. Why? Well, it wasn't actually due to her mention of visiting again. If she was leaving now, that meant he no longer had to deal with the risk of her encountering Chizuru, whose visit he expected at any random moment now. "H-hai. I'll rest for now. Thanks for visiting," he said. "If you want to come again, just... eto... let me know ahead of time?"

Mitsuki was... 'fine' apparently. Shota kept snickering, not believing a single bit of those words she barely managed. She was clutching at the sheets even though her hips were moving of their own accord. The sounds he heard were an indicator that Mitsuki probably had a very nice expression on her face. For the sake of his recording, it was only natural that he take advantage."Oh? Are you really?" he asked teasingly. That knocking would continue ceaselessly as Shota held his phone forward, flipping the screen to continue recording Mitsuki while making said recording visible. With that, he was able to see her face with that protruding, drooling tongue, even if it revealed the fact that he was no longer just snapping pictures. Of course, Shota himself was now in the shot as well. "That doesn't look 'fine' Chigucchi. You look like somebody getting split in half. Is that how you want it?"

All the while, the other universe's Mitsuki was still in the earliest phases of something unfathomable. Ajax was content to string her along for a little bit before a grand reveal. The toothbrushing wasn't a necessity as he understood it; any residual mana left by Shota would undoubtedly be deleted from existence before making contact with him. On the other hand, letting Mitsuki move to the sink was an excuse he wouldn't pass on. As she stood in front of the mirror with that furious brushing motion beginning, he took his place behind her. Taller by more than a head, Ajax had a clear line of sight... but his eyes weren't always on the reflection of Mitsuki's face. He looked down periodically, whether to glance at the toothpaste on her lips, that cleavage line, or her backside ─ all while working his pants down in her blind spot. "Best seat in the house, huh? Tell me, it wouldn't be too forward of a guest to ask for a little help, would it?" he asked. Ajax hadn't been one of those lesser creatures in need of stimulation (visual or otherwise) for a very long time, but he was certainly the sort who wouldn't let go of the opportunity. He could have easily willed himself to a permanent erection if he wanted to... but where would the fun be in that? "You said cute girls want to see things. Well, guys like me seeing things helps cute girls have better things to see. Capiche?"

[Apollymi]

Mami's understanding of her current situation was indeed quite skewed but as she was getting what she wanted, she hardly minded. No, instead she was content to play her mind games and drag Akira along with her until he was nothing. He was already so nearly listless that it should have been considered a charitable act by a girl as pretty as she was to give him anything resembling attention and friendship. "Of course I'm right, I'm rarely wrong~" she concluded as if this made perfect sense. Of course, that was simply a bit of affirmation for herself, the earlier parts of today had been a bit less firm than she was used to, but Akira was always what she thought he should be. He claimed he'd rest for now and simply wanted to know ahead of time if she was coming for another visit. As she got ready to leave he claimed that he simply wanted to know ahead of time, "Iia, it's easier just to pop up on you, in case I catch you doing something naughty~" she said in a manner that was implied to be joking. Of course, she would only give him as much notice as she felt like because that was her own way of doing things. And with that she left the hospital room, stopped back by the desk, checked out and headed home. She had a smile on her face and felt a strange sense of relief. While Mami was making her way down the street towards a nearby train station. One Ichinose Chizuru, was hopping off a bus. She'd come from her job and had with her an insulated bag full of food and appropriate utensils which she planned to feed to Akira. Along with specially (and separately bagged) dessert parfaits, and a few different snacks and drinks for them. She had with her anime for them to watch together, 'In Another World with my Smartphone' and nurse 'uniform' and a string of size large condoms. Yes, Chizuru was a girl on a mission and nothing was going to stop her today.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was being dragged along by Shota and her own body with no real extra work needed. Though she found something about Shota a bit grating, it wasn't enough to make her stop moving her own hips against him, nor was it enough that she would have felt fine simply walking away without this experience. Yes, he was still being rather annoying with what he was saying, but... with him filling her up like this and constantly knocking against her womb she couldn't think straight enough to argue. "Ha..ha...hai!" she claimed. Her own drooling tongue hanging out and her constant panting taking place, she knew she wasn't far from another orgasm, but still she could hardly be bothered by anything. Would have have preferred Shota be a bit less vocal during this part? Probably, but she supposed he deserved to get something out of this exchange as well. And as if she needed something else to be annoyed by his phone was now in her face, front facing camera on and obviously recording. When she looked into it, she could see both of them from this perspective. They were really going to have to talk about boundaries, this sort of thing wasn't at all what she agreed to when she'd told him he could take pictures of her. "Ugh-haaaaaaaaaaah♥~" she couldn't even get out her desired words as she orgasmed for a second time so close to the previous ones that she was sure her brain was trying to erase itself. She could chew him out, but... maybe she'd wait until after this was over.

At the same time, a different Mitsuki was busy having a different sort of conversation and a different kind of build up towards sexual activity with Ajax instead of Shota. Everything about this set of interactions was weird. Mitsuki had found herself falling prey to the pushiness of Shota before but now she was easily chatting with a man while burshing her teeth and she could hardly remember her morning before encountering him at her door a few minutes prior to this one. And while she brushed her teeth furiously to rid herself of... whatever it was that might taint her, Ajax spoke of the best seat in the house. She looked at him in the mirror and he always seemed just outside of her blindspot. She couldn't quite see what he had going on, but she did occasionally make eye contact with him and blush furiously for being caught staring... again. Before she began rising her mouth she answered his question, "Iia, you can ask assistance. I'm a good host so it seems okay to me~" she agreed quickly without even knowing what it was he wanted. Cute girls wanted to see things and guys like him liked seeing things too... 'Sou ka.' That was easy enough to understand. Besides that, since she'd be seeing something else, and had been for quite a few moments, there was no issue. "I get it..." she muttered as she started another round of brushing. During this she loosened the tie on that robe, and began to shift. Little by little, she let it fall off her left shoulder revealing all that unmarred flesh. If one looked in the mirror they'd initially catch small glimpses of perky breasts topped with pink nipples and all the flesh of her back would be revealed down to right above her backside. 'Does this count as enough of a show I wonder... he didn't say how he wanted to see it or anything,' she seemed almost pouty when thinking about it.

[Bloodedge]

The departure of Mami was fast approaching, and not a moment too soon. Sadly, she left him with the notice that she found it easier to drop by randomly to... catch him in the midst of something naughty. He wanted to gag, mostly because it was far too difficult for any quality time with himself now. The problem of her running into the room while someone else was present... Well, that was something Akira resigned himself to dealing with later. Sense couldn't be talked into Mami in moments like this. Regardless, she was gone as quickly as she appeared. Naturally, Akira kept his eyes on the lass as she departed. He'd once again be suffering the inability to masturbate despite the current tingling in his groin. Well, at least he was alone for now; perhaps he could manage something if it became necessary.

With muddled plans on one end, executed plans were on the other in Osaka. Everything was going perfectly for Shota. He was closely observing that active recording of Mitsuki's face, knowing he'd have to provide a sound warning for anyone who got to this part of the video. He didn't think she'd make it out of this night with her consciousness in tact. If he wasn't careful, he might even have another hospitalization on his hands. Ah, that would be a lovely end to the story. A bit more of a push wouldn't hurt though, right? "What's wrong, Chigucchi? Dick got your tongue? Let's hear something nice for daddy Shota♥~" he urged.

Whether things were going well or terribly for that Mitsuki, her alternate self was due for a different sort of time. Ajax was now standing behind her, clad only in his birthday suit. Still, she remained none the wiser as to what lay in wait for her. As a 'good host' would, she acquiesced to the male's request for help. Her robe was untied as Mitsuki began brushing a second time. First, that view of cleavage became something a bit meatier. That view was soon joined by the full, unfiltered sight of her back and rear-end ─ with a somewhat pouty expression showing in the mirror to boot. The innocent ones were always so interesting before innocence was lost. Such sights made Ajax believe in his own decisions even more; this was a thing to savor. "That's better than just being a 'good host' Girlie. I'd say you've got all the makings of a hostess ─ definitely one I'd like to have. So? How are your moves?" he asked, a playful pat to Mitsuki's backside delivered as Ajax decided to... borrow a technique from the musically-inclined souls he knew. That light slap wasn't just to see her ass jiggle; it was equally for the purpose of sending the wavelength of a song, one that wouldn't exist for some years yet, into her soul. That sensation of having an unknown tune in one's head wasn't so mysterious after all.

[Apollymi]

Mami left, and Akira was left alone with a tingling groin. Little did he know, there was a small sassy brunette making her way into the hospital who had the full and earnest desire to be the one handling his boner and most other things related to him. Chizuru approached with bags in hand and a smile on her face. She was currently wearing a short red sweater dress that clung to her curves and thigh high black tights with sexy but appropriately heeled sandals for walking around in. There happened to be a very visible flesh gap at the top of her thigh highs and the bottom of that sweater dress. And beyond that today her brown hair was mostly down with a small braid from the left side of her head going back to hold it back from falling over her very exposed shoulders and neck. She moved like a person on a mission and she was, as always. As such some 15 minutes and a small detour of unknown origin later, she'd be walking into Akira's room. "Kurusu-kun, you'll be happy to know, I brought you something exactly opposite of green~" she announced herself, in her little red sweater dress. She'd enter the room and begin setting up, moving a rolling standing table to begin food prep while going through her bags at the foot of his bed. "Oh! I have news, season two of Campfire Cooking is confirmed, hopefully you'll be out of the hospital by the time it releases. Though we do have to make sure you leave Truck-chan alone~ How's it going today?" she asked while moving small bowls and the like out of one of her bags to begin setting up. She fully intended for them to eat together but figured he'd maintain some difficulty with that act himself. She'd gone for one of the lighter meals from their 'Campfire Cooking' marathon. A thinly sliced and ginger sauce marinated pork, fried with onions and carrots and served with rice and some sauce. It could be eaten with a spoon and she fully intended to spoon feed him while they chatted today.

Kakihara Shota was winning, but he didn't know when he had enough. He was pushing quite a bit for more speech out of Mitsuki and now that she was aware that he was recording his pushiness about such a thing made more sense. Even so, he'd done more than she'd expected so giving a little bit wasn't really a problem. She still wasn't really into the idea of dirty talk, it wasn't normal for her to say random things like that. It also kept causing her mental confusion whenever Shota called himself 'daddy' so once again her brows furrowed. She huffed her way into speaking, "You...you're even better than I imagined!" she exclaimed. "Keep going!" she asked quickly. That was about the best he could utter and even afterwards her face was flushed. She wasn't a vulgar person, a compliment and encouragement tended to be the kind of thing she went for, so she'd spread it to someone else.

At the same time, a Mitsuki who'd previously been about to deal with Kakihara Shota, was currently getting a different kind of treatment all together. Meanwhile, she was told that she was doing more than just being a good host. She still hadn't laid eyes on this man's nudity, but he was seeing hers and she didn't mind. She'd started her second brushing and was being encouraged as he tapped her rear and wanted to see her moves. Something about the way he asked that, made her grin. "Cute girls love dancing~" she said earnestly. Beyond that she almost felt like she could hear music. That sort of thing did happen from time to time, like getting a song stuck in your head. Even so she didn't know what it was, but she was suddenly shaking her hips. Dancing in front of the mirror allowing that robe to fall further and further until it was gone and on the floor. And with that her plump little rear bounced just a bit. She could swear she could hear an almost swarmy beat, telling her to loosen up. She had no problem doing that in this context. She she did a little dance for Ajax until she felt her mouth was clean enough.

[Bloodedge]

Akira had about fifteen minutes of solitude after Mami's departure. In that time, he'd taken to visualizing quite a few memories of the girl. Some moments of her being dressed in things that could be considered lewd were visualized, including a few choice peeks into cleavage and some accidental up-skirt views. Those moments were his favorites from their relationship and the time leading toward it, so he replayed them frequently and vividly. The longer Akira thought, the more he found himself with an elevated leg and a careful hand rubbing the 'tent' in his hospital gown. Luckily, he'd been careful enough to avoid any speed or discard any covers. If he hadn't taken such care, he would have been in a far more awkward situation when... Ichinose Chizuru suddenly walked into the room looking like a woman ready to move in. "Ichinon?!" he exclaimed in shock. She barged in so suddenly, and immediately went to work setting things up. He did expect her arrival, but he figured she would be introduced by a doctor or nurse. So, there he sat with an arm holding down his erection. Eyes darted toward Chizuru, and... indeed, she had something besides green. "Red," he said at a near whisper. Akira felt his cock throbbing against his arm, as if trying to force the limb away from itself. Maybe the chat Chizuru initiated could distract him from awkward dangers? There was exciting news, after all. "Season two already? I only just saw the first season yesterday! Is this what binge culture is like? And..." Suddenly, there was silence from Akira. The 'not green' thing she actually had was hard to keep his eyes on, considering the getup of Chizuru he had to look at... but the smell of food drew his attention well enough. Was this the karmic payback for having to deal with Ryuji's and Mami's visits, and the associated stress? Was he actually allowed real food? "Is that... real food? Like, authentic, not green... edible food?"

Shota was all but incapable of stopping his antics. He goaded Mitsuki time and time again, all to get better material for his ultimate revenge video. Beyond that, the degeneration of Mitsuki would be a personal victory in his book. According to her, he was even better than she imagined. He was encouraged to keep going, and indeed he planned to do so. Ah, but that would come with some caveats yet again. "Good girl! Hey... you want me to make it even better for you? I can give you this all you want, but it can get even better if you ask nicely♥~" he offered with that same cheeky attitude.

Speaking of cheek, there was quite a bit in Ajax's vision at the time. According to that version of Mitsuki, cute girls loved dancing. He rather enjoyed the sound of that. "Nothing better than a cute girl~" he said before letting his eyes wander downward again. With her rear bouncing as it did, he wouldn't be looking away anytime soon. Ajax let his erection form at a speed more natural to mortals, though still a bit beyond the norm. By the time Mitsuki finished her second brushing session, she'd be sure to find something quite abnormal in size and weight tapping against her shaking bottom... but surely he wasn't quite close enough for anything but his arm to reach her. "Done brushing? Wanna know what guys like me love?"

[Apollymi]

Akira had been working on his boner related issue, but Chizuru had shown up just in time to interrupt. It was a shame she went straight to putting together food for them, she really would have helped him out with it. When she heard him say her name she chuckled, "Hai! Sorry I am a bit late... I ended up staying at work a little extra to help out, since they did me a solid~" she said playfully. The solid she was referring to, had to do with the cooking process, which she couldn't complete in her apartment. So she'd taken someone's shift in exchange for a bit of kitchen access. As for his whispered comment of 'red' she grinned. "I figured green was off limits but red is one of my favorite colors~" she explained of the outfit of choice. "And I figured the sweater would be good for the hospital chill~" she mentioned knowing full well this was somehow less clothing than the previous day. Beyond this point there was the matter of season two, which she discussed while putting together a large bowl of white rice and the ginger soaked fried pork. She pulled one spoon, one large can tea drink and one straw, along wit some napkins and put them together. "This is exactly what binge culture is about. Watch a whole show, search the internet, wait for news about season two. It's like winning the lottery. Then... you find out it isn't going to be release for 10 months, so you binge a whole but of other stuff, to fill the void and then... and then... a preview trailer and an announcement show up, and it's three weeks away and then you start your fresh watch, hit your rewatch and it's lottery again!~" she mentioned in her playful yet spastic way, she definitely seemed the shut-in who finally found a comrade. She was quite the nerd about her anime series of choice. As for his last question she wheeled that table in front of him, and slipped out of her heels to climb into his bed gently around his legs to sit across from him with the food between them like a real date. "Of course it's real food. I wouldn't want you to be here eating only green for days. And a bit of home cooking goes a long way for morale. Bedsides, you went into the streets with Truck-chan and came out the other side... what's a homecooked meal for something like that~" she claimed jokingly. "Besides that Red Boar Ginger Rice Bowl looked easy enough to recreate with the right ingredients. Ready to try it with me?" she asked knowing what sort of answer to expect. Food in place, her own body in place directly in front of him while managing not to harm him and she'd be ready to begin helping him eat.

Mitsuki was experiencing a first for herself. Two orgasms so close together was quite beyond the norm. When this was something added to be an experience of a fullness unlike any other she found herself willing to bend at least a little because, in her own experience this was quite the feat. Even though she didn't agree with how very pushy this young man kept being. Right now, she'd all but asked him to keep going and somehow he still wanted her to say more. This was after he'd called her a good girl, and she wasn't sure how she felt about that either. She usually enjoyed compliments and encouragement but perhaps she was simply overthinking things presently? That brow furrowing would occur again for a number of reasons, mostly her brain disagreeing with thinking while her body was in duress. But... a request like that wasn't so bad, so she could and would likely acquiesce since he was already inside her and still ready to do more. "Please, Kakihara-san, keep going...I want to feel more," she murmured. It was the truth as innocently as she would have normally stated it. That was about as nice as that request could get. She wasn't the type to use the sort of nicknames he kept calling himself. If she'd had longer to think about it, she probably would have thought through her general discomfort, but that wasn't something to think about in the moment.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki was having a different sort of experience. Ajax claimed there was nothing like a cute girl, and she found something affirming about that. She grinned even as she brushed her teeth. "Right?!~" she claimed. She'd danced while naked, and brushing her teeth and she'd been having quite the good time of it without any real interference. Nothing about this situation felt anything but right. Though she did notice that ever so often she felt something gently tapping against her rear. She would have thought he was gently tapping against her rear with his hands, given the oddity of that weight. She was done brushing and rising and lifted her head gently afterwards, peeking at him through the mirror and having a pretty good understanding of their distance. "Yeah, I am done now... all clean. And I definitely want to know what you're into... are you tapping me?" she wondered as she started to turn around and face him which would bring her the sight of his nudity.

[Bloodedge]

While Akira was dealing with his heart palpitations, Chizuru apologized for being late. If she'd been any earlier, things would have been beyond problematic for him... so he was actually rather glad she worked late. "It's no problem. It's been a hectic day so far," he said. Akira couldn't claim her timing was perfect. In fact, ten minutes later would have been fine for him. Why couldn't he manage a single session in this hospital? Well, it wasn't like he had an effective way to clean up regardless; it was probably for the best that he kept being interrupted. What didn't help though, was the sweater dress Chizuru came equipped with. Paired with the thigh-highs, the plumpest part of her thighs was made visible and accentuated by coverage elsewhere. Marvelous. With such an open top, Chizuru revealed her lack of bra, but... not at all a lack of what one would hold within a bra. Those measurements she gave were no lie ─ not at all! What was she saying though? A sweater would be good for the chill of a hospital? How did that count? "Ano... I'm not too sure that'll help. You're kind of uh... yeah..." he babbled. How was Akira supposed to save that? "Well you didn't run to get here this time," was the decision he went with. Chizuru had a notable lack of sweat glisten compared to her last visit. As if that were a reasonable segue out, Akira went right ahead with acknowledgement of 'binge culture' as they were calling it. "I'm not sure I'm built for the lifestyle. It sounds like it'll be a nightmare." With that said, more surprise would come Akira's way. He noted the bowl assembly and singular utensil, but he didn't assume it was to be a shared dish. Besides, it was more imperative that Akira question something else he realized ─ even as Chizuru invited herself into his hospital bed again. He'd have to fight that aggressive erection and free his hand at some point, but first... "Wait, home-cooked? You mean you actually made all this? It looks really good; you must be a great cook."

Shota never got the full service he wanted. On the other hand, he was consistently getting more and more out of Mitsuki. His offer to make things even better for her, for example, garnered a bit of pleading just as he intended. Mitsuki didn't refer to him by the name he would have preferred, but that was alright; she'd fallen into the trap. "Well, since you asked. I'll make it a hundred times better for you, Chigucchi♥~" he warned. Shota would knock her cervix a few more times, a bit slower with less impact during each. With that done, he slowly retreated until his covered cock was removed from her entirely. "Arch your back a little more, Chigucchi. While you're at it, try telling the camera what's going on in your life. I know you're new to this. Go for something like... 'the best cock ever is coming into me,' or something like that. You'll love what happens if you pull it off♥~" he said. While speaking, Shota was preparing for the next phase. His free hand was rolling that condom off slowly. His intention was to have it removed, so that by the time Mitsuki began speaking again, he'd be pushing his raw member deep into her body once again.

While Shota tried to influence the version of Mitsuki in the proper timeline, Ajax seemed pleased to be dealing with a more natural approach to degeneration. He was fully aware of Shota's behavior in another dimension, and had full confidence that the version he now faced would make far better shifts with no prompting necessary. Such was the way of the truly powerful entities deserving of titles and the like. For now, Mitsuki announced her completed brushing process while he looked at her face in the mirror. She asked if he was tapping her... and he merely smiled confidently in response. What he said did not address her question at all. "Sure you didn't miss a spot? Toothpaste residue becomes annoying if you let it dry, you know?" he stated while Mitsuki turned to face him. Then and there, they'd bear witness to each other's full frontal nudity. On Ajax's end, said nudity involved a glistening tool of adamantine firmness, a thickness that her hand couldn't hope to wrap fully around, and a length that effortlessly bridged the otherwise platonic amount of space between their bodies. "I'm into cute girls that are into dancing. I'm the kind of guy who sees a nice pair of hips like yours moving around, and starts thinking about turning someone's life upside-down. Maybe I'm weird for that; I dunno. You into that kind of thing?"

[Apollymi]

Akira wasn't allowed the time to get himself off, but... instead he was given more eye candy and a bit of pleasant conversation. The exchange was something he may not have been aware of, but it came with a few extra benefits. Whatever the case, Akira had apparently been having a hectic day, "I bet. Everyone is hearing about what happened to you and all... sitting in a hospital room, your doctors and nurses coming in and out... terrible~" she claimed knowing the ins and outs of hospitals from some experiences in her younger life. No matter what, she was still just here to spend time with Akira. What was more, it seemed he didn't agree that her sweater would help with the hospital chill? But there was no real answer given for it, instead he ended with, at least she didn't run today, so she wasn't sweaty and thus able to get colder. "Oh? Nice recovery!~" she exclaimed as if it was a prime move for him. She even gave a thumbs up, though, it was obviously meant to be a bit cheeky. As for his delve into the binging life style, "Eh? But you can't even go anywhere, its the perfect start for your mad descent! The binge is choosing you, and I am its emissary~ You'll be one of us!~" she offered with a wink. After making the bowl and inviting herself into his bed, she sat across from him with that bowl of steaming rice and ginger soaked fried pork with its dressed sauce and grinned. It would seem he was surprised by the idea that she could cook. To her credit she managed a blushing reaction with her hand extending to the back of her neck as if she was uncomfortable with the attention. "Ehehe~ You see, I learned how to cook when I was little. And the work I do, requires me to maintain those skills so... yeah. I cooked this. Besides, you have to be able to balance out all that junk food consumed during a binge~" she said her voice light. "I'll be your hands for a bit, ya' know, since you sacrificed them during your epic battle, with Truck-chan~" she offered. Scooping up a little rice, a piece of pork and some veg and a bit of sauce, she'd blow on it softly to bring it down to the right temperature and then extend it to the lad across from her. "Ahhh~" she opening her mouth to mimic the motion he should be taking.

Shota wouldn't get the full service he wanted, but he was also still technically benefiting from dealing with someone without 'otherworldly' experiences under their belt. Mitsuki could only truly offer resistance to things that her soul didn't agree with in a natural way. And right now, that was mostly just things her brain pinged as being odd or too embarrassing. She wouldn't step too far out of her own comfort zone but such was pretty natural for her. Right now, she was being congratulated once again but his tone seemed off. Luckily for him, she didn't have time to think about it, as he began moving again within her core thus distracting her from her normal thought processes. He was even withdrawing, her assumption was that he'd be using the extra force to push and added the desire for her to arch her back more. She could do that... a gentle shift in position wasn't too odd. He gave the advice for her to speak to the camera and even some samples of the types of things he'd want to her to say as she moved herself in. While that seemed like advice, what he said wasn't something she'd consider saying. "Chotto, that's way too embarrassing..." she said. Still, if there was a reward involved. "You're still so pushy..." she commented in a round about way, pouting slightly. Still she'd have to take him at his word that this whole thing was for his own personal collection and thus she wouldn't try and ruin it for him. Mitsuki could give something... "I'm-hyuck~" she was going for something a little more genuine but it was cut off before she could get it out. Why because Shota was once again ramming himself into her. It did feel different, somehow, but she couldn't quite place what made it different. It was better though of that she was certain. Her panting began properly as such and she wouldn't be able to stop her hips from moving either.

Meanwhile, the Mitsuki who was allowed to progress naturally, seemed to be having quite the good time. Ajax was a comfortable person to talk to... and that made it so easy to take his suggestions and be herself in front of him. Her little tooth brushing dance would come to an end, but when it did a bit of commentary came from her... "Eh? If it didn't get it all I think the best I could do is have another shower, that one was serious~" she claimed in a joking way. Of course, beyond this point when she turned around to face the confident smile she'd seen in the mirror. She saw his full frontal nudity while he saw hers. But what was now in her line of sight was something else. She looked up at blue eyes and orange hair, and then her eyes traced down his body. She saw arms at his sides but at his center past where that hip window had been was... something her brain couldn't calculate. She immediately looked back up at him in time to hear him speaking. He was into cute girls who were into dancing. She was one of those! HIs following sentence implied he wanted to turn her life upside down, she didn't mind upside down! Her eyes traveled down to the length of his body and then up again. Maybe he was weird? If he was she was too! Was she interested? Well there was only one real answer to that... one which she would open her mouth to give, an emphatic yes, the likes of which this universe could fully acknowledge, "YES! DADDY!" she said immediately only to cover her own mouth. "I... don't know where that came from. I... don't know if I can handle all of this at one time. I really want to try though..." she said. "Hm, that might be too direct, but cute girls can be direct!" she rationalized to herself, as her eyes once again looked down at a shaft she was sure wasn't meant to fit inside of human bodies and surely wanted it inside of hers.

[Bloodedge]

"You have no idea," Akira said with a sigh. Chizuru seemed to understand how things could be hectic when trapped in a hospital bed, but Akira's day was made worse for completely unrelated reasons... twice. It really wouldn't be a bad idea to binge another season of anime and forget the rest of the day. If nothing else, he was likely to forget based on what Chizuru chose to wear during this visit. He couldn't say with certainty whether her lack of sweat was positive or negative, but that lack of coverage for the top portion of her torso was certainly the former. He was chosen by the binge, according to Chizuru. He'd be one of 'them' she continued. Akira heard those words, but processed them differently. He'd been chosen by the deviant thoughts, and would submit to them at every opportunity. How could he not? The way Chizuru's cleavage showed, it would be so easy to just... slip something into her shirt. While Akira dealt with a thousand degenerate thoughts, Chizuru confirmed her cooking ability and offered to be his hands for the meal. "That's a lot to go through for my sake. Arigatou. I─" He stopped there, flabbergasted by the sudden spoonful of food held to his face. An offer to be his hands was one thing, but experiencing it was different. Moreover, Chizuru's open mouth with that added sound was infinitely distracting; he couldn't look at the spoon. Akira merely sat there, mouth gaping in amazement and... realizing he was staring after a few moments. "Ah..." He released a noise only due to his own realization, thinking there was only one answer to this awkward situation he created. As such, Akira shifted his gaze to the spoon and attacked it. Ah, but it seemed he'd actually bit the spoon itself in the process. Thinking wasn't his greatest point of strength at the moment.

Luckily for Shota, the same could be said of Mitsuki in a way. He unknowingly managed to avoid something that probably wouldn't have helped his production. In doing so, he also managed to get another favorable reaction from Mitsuki while cramming his naked cock into her core. Nothing felt better than the raw experience. Here and now, it would just be a stepping stone toward something even greater than before. "Oops. Was that too much?~" Shota teased as his hips began working overtime, his cock angling this way and that way within Mitsuki's canal on a repeating journey to her cervix. "You like that, don't ya'?♥"

Meanwhile, the other universe's Mitsuki was joking along during a meeting that would progress more... smoothly, so to speak. Her word choice was of the dangerous variety though, as Ajax saw it. "There's that choice of words again. Watch out. Showers don't have to involve water, you know?" he warned. Ajax knew what Shota's idea of a shower had been with the other Mitsuki, but he also knew such a thing was aligned to the desires of himself and many others as well. Mitsuki was an excellent photographer, but also an excellent canvas. Ah, but what else was she good at? Following the orders of her soul was the answer. After viewing his unfiltered form and receiving a lighthearted question, she responded in such a way as to bind herself cosmically. "Daddy, huh? It's a little early for that, isn't it?" he asked jokingly as a hand rose to Mitsuki's chin, tilting it up. She commented on her ability, or lack thereof, to handle all he had to offer. Such was a concern even for the magically inclined of this era, but Ajax was a reasonable guy... sometimes. "I'm sure you can. But if you're worried about it, I'll only be as gentle or as rough as you want. Tell me what to do and I'll do it. It's fun to ride on both sides like that sometimes, so I'll throw you a bone today. Sound good, Mi-tsu-ki-chan?"

[Apollymi]

Akira had apparently been through quite the stressful day. "I can sympathize but my own day was pretty normal~" Chizuru mentioned as she was settling in. Sitting directly across from the lad and offering to feed him as she fed herself was too much. Well, so were the apparent dirty thoughts he maintained. She couldn't say for certain exactly what he was thinking about, but she knew she was showing just the right amount of skin and just the right combination of gestures to appear rather open to sexual experiences without seeming too pushy about it. Like someone who learned of sexual activities from watching things but may have only had a bit of experience herself. Just the same watching him stumble and stare as he she held out the spoon for him was almost too much. That bite delivered all the way to the spoon was interesting. "Hehehe~ I hate to be the one to tell you this, but I didn't cook the spoon. I can't say it will be easy on the digestion~" she offered in her lightly joking tone. Whenever he let go of that spoon with his teeth she'd use it again on the bowl and once more assemble a nice bite but this one, was specifically for her. "Itadakimasu~" she chimed as if she wasn't the one who cooked the food. She'd go to eat it, without hesitation while making very direct eye contact with the lad. Her mouth engulfing the spoon, while she made very direct eye contact with Akira. Well, she did offer for them to eat together that shouldn't have been too surprising.

Meanwhile, a different kind of table was being turned, Mitsuki was actually trying her hand at dirty talk only to have her words stolen by his sudden re-entry into her form. It was hot, wet and quite thick to feel from her own perspective. Her body was twitching again as if orgasm was something which was promised. Luckily enough for Shota, it would seem Mitsuki would have a few more moments of a lack of thought. She wouldn't be able to put together anything to be angry about in the middle of this sexual experience. And to his credit it did feel quite a bit better than it had before. Mitsuki would try not to think of his incessant chatter as a negative. "Haaa~" was she going to say yes? Or was she going to say something else? Well it didn't really matter as she could feel him rather deeply inside her and it wasn't something she hated. Ah, actually when he was moving his hips like that and she was moving hers, each of those angled strokes towards her cervix felt quite nice. She couldn't say she disliked this feeling at all, "Hai♥!~ I like when it's that deep!~" yes, that was what she would be choosing to say. She wasn't lying and it didn't feel wrong coming out of her mouth. She could deal with that at least.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki was once again having showers mentioned in a fairly indirect sort of way. Still there was something about the way it was said which made her give a slightly sheepish reply. "Well, as long as it's not anything gross I think I could handle it. Besides you were talking about seeing my hair wet anyway, as long as the order is right it wouldn't be that big a deal," Mitsuki mentioned. Such was the nature of those who were mostly innocent. Meanwhile the name 'Daddy' had slipped from between her lips and she was still embarrassed about it. "I still don't know where it came from, but it didn't feel wrong..." she muttered softly. It might have been too early but he hadn't given anything resembling negative feedback. Beyond this point with Mitsuki unable to decide where her eyes were going, it would seem that Ajax was keen to follow her instructions to some extent if she was worried about it. That was nice to know, rather comforting really. "Sounds great, Daddy..." once again her soul spoke and not her mouth and it caused her face to flush intensely. "I really can't stop..." she mentioned not knowing where it came from. "Still a cute girl should be able to call a hot caring guy Daddy if she wants, especially when ti feels right and he accepts, right?" she decided on her own so long as no negatives came from him. "So, how about that kiss and then we start at gentle and I see how much I can take?" she asked seemingly excited about the potential sexual endeavor which was currently happening.

[Bloodedge]

Akira bit a spoon. It was far from the first time he'd done something so random, and it wouldn't be near the last time either. Once he got rid of that ringing sensation stemming from his teeth, Akira regained his sensibilities. Only then could he actually taste the food in his mouth. "Umai..." he muttered. One could almost perceive a single tear welling up atop his bottom eyelid. It may have only been a short stay in the hospital thus far, but either real food now tasted divine... or Chizuru was really an excellent cook. Perhaps it was both? He could believe that. Regardless, Akira did release the spoon from his mouth... only to see Chizuru prepare another bite to take herself. Surely that wasn't her plan all along, right? They were a bit old for the 'indirect kiss' scenario to be a big deal, yet Akira couldn't keep himself from staring and blushing over the occurrence. Maybe he was imagining things, but the way Chizuru took that initial bite seemed innately sexual in nature. Could it have been the eye contact, the way her mouth moved... or just his erection talking? Well, it could have been anything. "You uh... only brought one spoon, huh?" he asked.

At long last, the version of Mitsuki dealing with Shota was going above and beyond expectation. He'd come to expect simpler answers from her, but a few additional words joined her most recent retort. She liked it deep, so he'd give it deep. Of course, Shota intended to do that anyway. How could he not use such a ridiculous amount of dick when he had it to offer? He really was doing this girl a service by involving her in his plans. He'd have his revenge, and she'd have the luxury of receiving dick she couldn't get anywhere else! Shota even thought to sweeten the deal a bit more with another... gift. "I like the way you're talking now, Chigucchi! How about we dust off round one with a big bang? Ask for it inside~" he urged while throbbing and grinding against her cervix between thrusts.

All the while, the Mitsuki in a calmer situation was expressing her interest in showers so long as it didn't include anything gross. Moreover, the idea of her wet hair was brought up again. Ajax supposed he'd be spending a fair amount of time in this hotel room after all, but that was fine. "I wouldn't put anything you don't like on you. Though... maybe something you don't know you'll like until you've experienced it," he rambled. It was always difficult to explain the magical side of some things, but everyone understood after a sample or so. Whatever the case, they had an agreement in the works. He'd take things at a pace Mitsuki could feel comfortable with, and she'd go forth with a newly discovered form of address for him so long as he accepted. "If it feels right, do it. That's how you should move forward in life," he said. An offer to settle that kiss and begin things gently was made. Ajax didn't act on the former right away, choosing instead to take a step back toward the shower. In doing so however, he kept his hand on Mitsuki's chin as if to guide her in with him. His free hand reached back to start the water once the dial was in reach. "We could, if you want to skip right ahead to the main event. Is that what you want?" Ajax asked as the water trickled over his head ─ an occurrence joined by his lips pressing against Mitsuki's. He'd leave her a bit of room to respond, but she'd have little choice but to do so between presses for a bit. Just the same, Shota recently found himself with little choice but to go looking around. He could have sworn he heard Mitsuki's voice yelling something. As she'd yet to return from answering the door, he decided to step out of the bedroom and check for her. Maybe she'd been caught up with whatever person wanted those pictures from the convention?

[Apollymi]

Apparently after getting over his bitten spoon, Akira was able to actually enjoy his food. That little whispered umai, was like music in Chizuru's ears. Though it wasn't often that she fed other people like this, it was always nice to have one's efforts appreciated. All the while, Chizuru put together a nice bite for herself and quite enjoyed it. She'd actually done a great job of this particular dish, and though she'd taken a few samples along the way for flavor and balancing, she'd not actually had the meal in it's complete form until now. "Mmmah♥~" she moaned a little while she ate, seemingly pleased by the combination. And yes, she mirrored this thoughts they were a bit too old to be cutesy about an indirect kiss, but that didn't mean she wouldn't be beating him over the head with the idea that all of her gestures weren't meant to be simple friendly instances. No, she'd tossed her hat into this ring and she didn't intend to leave without dragging the ring along with her. "Who carries around two spoons for a date, so not my style~" she said in a light manner. Even so, she'd put that spoon back into the bowl and piece together another perfect bite for him to have. She wasn't shying away at all and maintained eye contact. "Open up, seems like you're quite fond of it already~" she claimed as she held out the bite for him. There was no way she wasn't aware of all the places his eyes had graced her skin and mouth. And knowing that he was looking she'd take full advantage and make sure he had a reason to keep doing so.

While a pair ate dinner happily in a hospital room, a different pair was having sex in a hotel room. No matter what happened, Mitsuki wouldn't be regretting the physical aspect o this sexual encounter. The things around it, left a bit to be desired, but she always knew sex was give and take. This was an exchange not a service in either direction, so... she rather easily found herself going along a bit more than usual. At the very least, the lad hadn't lied about his ability to satisfy sexually, even if his attitude didn't always align to something she could deal with. In the present moments that constant knocking was happening near her cervix and after having said something would seem the lad was nearing his own end. She could feel that throbbing, more intensely than normal. Well, his question about finishing inside her was a bit absurd. He was wearing a condom, such things were for exactly this purpose. But given Shota's behavior, she knew he liked goading her into such things. Maybe it helped him get off, and as she was already doing so, allowing a bit of extra didn't seem so odd. "Yes, I want it inside..." well that wasn't an ask but it was technically it. At the same time, since she needed a few more thrusts to finish herself she didn't see it as a big deal. She felt the clutch of her own loins and knew she could finish either right before or right after he did.

Meanwhile, according to Ajax, there was sure he would only put something on Mitsuki that she liked, but she would have to find out she liked it first. That was an interesting thought, but given what this man was like already, she could almost say there wasn't much he could do to her that she wouldn't like. "Well, experience is important," she said in understanding. She wasn't a child refusing vegetables or anything. Moreover, Ajax did have something to say about her odd slips in words and her own understanding. He claimed that if it felt right she should do it. And that was a good way for her to live her life. That felt, oddly empowering for her, she grinned at the notion a deep blush on her face, "Yes, Daddy~" she agreed and felt like she'd be incorporating that bit into her life without hesitation. She was more the type to follow her dreams and instincts anyways. This wasn't much different. And now, after expressing her desires, she found herself being led along by the chin to follow Ajax to the shower. He let water pour over his own head and brought their lips together numerous times while questioning the actual desires Mitsuki held. Did she want to skip right to the main event? Well while their lips kept pressing together she didn't think she truly wanted to skip anything. And the more it happened the more she was sure she wanted to experience as much as possible. "Eto... I don't want to skip anything. I'm... just... feeling a little... anxious, you know?" she murmured. Still, she'd remain outside of the shower, unless he wanted her inside of it with him... "I could join you, in there... I'm getting all wet anyways~" she mentioned noting the water from his head leaning towards her own, though it was more likely her loins were soaked instead even after just a bit of a chat, a look and several presses of their lips together.

[Bloodedge]

Something had to be wrong with Ichinose Chizuru. Something had to be wrong with Akira as well, but she definitely didn't need to moan that way from a bite of food. Did she secretly know about the hard-on he was hiding beneath the sheet with an arm? Were these little actions some cruel torment to keep him erect while he was incapable of dealing with the problem? Something had to be amiss. "Ah..." he uttered once more, again simply because the noise slipped through his throat. As for Chizuru's lack of a second spoon, she claimed carrying two for a date was not her style. "... Eh? For a what?" Akira questioned. When did this become a date? Well, it technically fit all the criteria. They were both away from home, alone together, eating and intending to watch some form of media. One of the two had even gotten dressed-up to come here. Still, that was more forward than he expected. "Did I mention you were confusingly forward?" he wondered. Even so, nothing would stop Akira from taking that second bite... though he did hesitate stare at the spoon for a few moments first. It seemed the 'indirect kiss' scenario wasn't such a simple immunity after all.

Shota's thrusts became long, deep and purposeful as he built toward his own climax. All of the tried and true methods were being used for the sake of getting Mitsuki under his clutches fully. He even knew the removal of that condom was widely considered a dirty move, but that wouldn't stop him from using it. No, they never had room to complain while filled with his incredible girth and plentiful seed. With Mitsuki claiming she wanted it inside, Shota was happy to acquiesce. "Good girl. Here comes your new favorite thing, Chigucchi!" he announced. With that, Shota thrusted with increased force and speed until a slight breach of Mitsuki's womb occurred. Only then was Shota's seed sprayed into the pink-haired girl's core ─ even as he continued those pumping motions at the very end of her canal and beyond.

Meanwhile, Ajax's advice was taken with an affirmative he'd become very accustomed to. He'd hear that from her a thousand more times in her future, his past. Such could be said about Mitsuki and many others... but not this version of Mitsuki ─ not so literally. Ah, but he supposed there would be at least a night of experiences with this one, all starting with a series of kisses en route to the active shower. Mitsuki didn't continue inward, but on the other hand... Ajax didn't stop tugging at her chin either. She was anxious, apparently. That was fine in Ajax's eyes. They could both enter the shower for starters. From there, anxieties and general concerns could begin wafting away. "No worries. I know how to deal with that," he said while reaching out to grasp a bottle of neutral liquid soap. After flipping that bottle upside-down, he'd proceed to squirt soap onto his torso... and Mitsuki's as well. This wasn't going to be a normal shower by any means; he'd apparently be washing his body by rubbing it against hers, all while attacking her lips with increasing fervor. Of course, that would also include using her thighs as a dual-sided loofa for his shaft once a few suds were accumulated between them.

[Apollymi]

There was nothing wrong with Ichinose Chizuru, well... unless one counted her being 'down horrendous' for Kurusu Akira as some sort of ailment. Did she need to moan while eating? Probably not. Was it her full intention to make sure all the pent up sexual attention that Kurusu Akira had was pointed at her? Also yes. Well, that wasn't a secret, she'd decided to date him a relatively long time ago, and now it was an option so she was making her push as earnestly as possible. "Ehehe~ You really sound so surprised by that," she said about the fact that she was referring to this moment of theirs as a date. "Me and you, sharing a meal, jokes and anecdotes is definitely a date, Kurusu-kun. I even made dinner~" she said. She knew this qualified as a date and she figured he did too, but still the shock on his face, the slightly confused tone, seemed so genuine. It was like he honestly didn't understand her interest in him. And that... just made it even better. His confusion and even that little hiccup about that second bite were enough to bring a grin to her face. His pause over that second bite, made it obvious that the whole 'indirect kiss' thing was probably still on his mind a bit more than he would have liked to admit. "Did the whole indirect kiss thing get to you because I mentioned the date?" she wondered as he finally took the bite. Her nature as someone confusingly straight forward was brought up and she managed to only have her brows gently furrow. "I've been told I am brutally straightforward, overwhelmingly straightforward and even annoyingly straightforward~" she said in a light-hearted way. "Never been told it's confusing before though... that fight with Truck-chan might have come with some special unlocks, Kurusu-kun~" joked though there was something more. "I did say I was throwing myself out there. I have a habit of doing that to an extreme I guess. But I think we get along and I think we're quite alike, so why shouldn't I make sure you understand how absolutely serious I am about that?~" she asked all the while preparing those bites one for him, one for her...

As one couple got to know each other a bit better, a different set of individuals was reaching the pinnacle of knowing each other. Mitsuki was able to feel the continued fervor and that gentle throbbing within her core would become something continuous. The slow build to an orgasm always yielded true relief. Mitsuki claimed she wanted it inside but figured this was part of the play that helped him. She didn't know the condom had been removed. So, once again she was called a good girl but could mostly ignore it as a final knock towards her womb sent her body teetering over the edge. Right up against her womb, no right inside it. Barely peeking into the entrance, and then... an expulsion of fluids, as she orgasmed but it wasn't simply her own. Her core convulsed and then relaxed. Her spine was tingling her mind was numbing and she felt oddly full. This wasn't the sensation of a condom ballooning at the the tip. No... this was actual thick seed spilling into her body right against her womb. The fresh flush she was feeling along with a moan was soon over taken by a clarity of understanding. "NOOOOOOOO!" she exclaimed, as she began crawling forward putting space between her and Shota the instant clarity hit her.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki was taking a different pace. She found herself desirous and skittish a strange combination for sure, but it seemed Ajax was used to that. He'd kept a good hold of her chin while they kissed and she'd ended up following him into the shower. Imagine her surprise when he pulled out neutral scented soap and began pouring it on himself. He rubbed against her, allowing her to feel his hard, perfectly chiseled torso against her own softness. She found herself moving against him as they kissed more enjoying the sensation of them touching like this. "Ah, yeah... thanks for that..." she murmured against his lips. She found herself panting as she rubbed against him and enjoyed the sensation of his thickness between her thighs enough to rub against it even as the suds traveled down her own shorter torso towards his cock. Her arms would eventually even be wrapping around him as she began the process of 'clinging' as some would call it all to feel even more places where their skin touched. "Probably sounds weird, but, you feel really good even just rubbing against me like this..." she said softly. "I really like it when you touch me like this, Daddy~" she admitted still blushing. For Mitsuki currently this was like their own little world, how could she do anything but dive as deeply as possible into the man who was offering himself to her?

[Bloodedge]

True enough, Akira was quite surprised by Chizuru's statement. Though all the necessary qualifications of a date had been met, it was unusual for anyone to call something a date so randomly. Weren't prior arrangements a thing in society these days? Apparently, she'd been called various types of straightforward before, but never confusingly so. "Brutally, overwhelmingly... yeah I can see it. I don't think it's annoying though. Maybe a little weird," he mused, seeming to give it a great deal of consideration. Maybe that encounter with a truck really did give him some special unlock. Life had been very strange this past couple of days, after all. "Maybe it did. I could do with disabling some of them though. Uh... not you. I mean... well... I don't get why you're bothering, but it's still kind of nice," he said. It was becoming blatantly obvious how serious Chizuru was in her advances, though that changed virtually nothing. Her apparent interest in him could easily crumble in a matter of seconds, for one reason or another. "We're probably not as similar as you think. For starters, you're a lot more outgoing and outspoken than I am. We might not actually work out long-term."

Speaking of things that didn't work out long-term, Shota's plan was getting the opposite reaction to what he desired. Well, the physical response of Mitsuki was aligned to his wishes. He felt that quaking of her walls as his baby batter spilled into her womb, and he knew her body fully accepted every action he took. From her mouth, however, Mitsuki screamed an elongated 'no' upon realizing what happened. She aimed to crawl away from him, but Shota decided to bear weight upon the small of her back and keep pumping away. "Whoops! Must've fallen off before I went back in! No use crying over spilt milk though, eh Chigucchi?♥" he asked while pushing right back against her cervix.

Meanwhile, Ajax had a version of Mitsuki moving anywhere but away. They were both within the shower with soap spreading between their bodies. Suds formed as flesh rubbed, all for the sake of cleaning Ajax's body and... Mitsuki's as well, though the magical methodology behind erasing Shota's influence was a different matter entirely. According to Mitsuki, she liked the way he felt with their slippery bodies rubbing against each other. He didn't respond right away. No, Ajax kept rubbing against the girl and stroking his shaft between her thighs, all while taking her lips again and again. Eventually, her bottom lip was dragged between his ─ just before his tongue lashed out against it and lingered. There were no words from Ajax still ─ only a smug little grin of acknowledgement. All the while, that universe's Shota was reaching the front door and finding no signs of the girl he sought. Where had she gone? He even opened the door just slightly to peek out into the hallway. Surely she didn't run off in that short amount of time. . .

[Apollymi]

Chizuru and Akira got their date properly underway with happy conversation. The bit of the conversation which was about herself, Chizuru would hear out while she ate her own bites of food. And while she'd answered she'd make offerings to Akira, such would be the pattern she undertook. He could apparently understand the thought of her being both overwhelming and brutal in her straightforwardness, but he apparently didn't find her annoying at all. Just a little weird, "Oh? That's good, weird is better than normal. And as long as you don't find me annoying to deal with I can keep pushing forward~" Chizuru mentioned as she held a full spoon out for him again. Her teasing joke about potential unlocks due to his near-death experience was accepted, though apparently his new knowledge wasn't all it was cracked up to be. "I told you why, because I like you and I think we have a lot in common. If you're really curious about the specific moment though, I'll tell you. But it'll have to be out little secret~" she said offering him a playful wink. There was a specific moment in their interactions, or rather right before they started which made Chizuru sure she wanted to get to know this young man specifically and she'd likely have to out herself as a bit more than a weirdly straight-forward nerd pervert to explain it to him. She'd take another bite and then assemble one for him while hearing out his newest set of words. He saw them as markedly different because of their introverted and extroverted natures. "Hm, is that a problem? You haven't seen the memes... "He didn't order pickles on his sandwich?~ That one is me, you seem like you'd enjoy a pushier person out in front~" she said a cheeky smirk coming to her face as she moved the spoon back to herself and raised it to her lips while making exceedingly direct eye contact. Her tongue would flick out first and then she'd swallow what she lapped up as far as the sauce was concerned.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was experiencing clarity post orgasm which brought her mind and body back into sync. Though she'd accepted the sex and her own desire to try something new, this lad with her continued to push boundary after boundary. This one in particular wasn't one she'd easily recover from, and it required more immediate attention. There was a danger present which her mind, body and soul wouldn't ignore, one which brought sobriety to her former horniness extremely quickly. Ah, but of course, Kakihara Shota wouldn't just accept that she was trying to separate both of them post orgasm. He bore down on her with his weight and continued to push towards her womb with his cock and her body still full of his expelled fluids. His words about crying over spilled milk hit her ears as a complete disregard for her life, personal safety and happiness and a complete lack of disregard for the clear and present danger to herself, coupled with a decision he didn't even allow her to make and was currently trying to use sex to distract her from. "Ug-ah! No! This isn't milk! What's wrong with you?! Get off of me this is an emergency!" she exclaimed, her head flew back as she tried to free herself this time, most likely to knock him in his chin or chest depending on his placement as she used the time to get the leverage necessary to force their proper separation. He'd pushed a step too far and just the act of sex now wasn't worth the dangers it presented.

Meanwhile, a Mitsuki in a different universe was having a much less forceful time. She was being rubbed against and uttering sweet little sentences all of her own accord. All the whole the thought of the other man in her hotel room had completely slipped her mind. No, she was fully engrossed right now, slipping her body against Ajax's and sliding her arms around him while his cock slid between her legs repeated against both her thighs. She was also still kissing him and it would deepen in turn. She could swear his mouth tasted delicious but she couldn't quite place the flavors, regardless she wanted more and wouldn't be stopping the depth of this kiss at all. Him dragging her bottom lip and extending a tongue which she found herself excitedly trying to wrestle with in the shower. His acknowledgement and that sexy grin of his were more than enough to get her going and keep her there. What was more, she definitely felt like this was something she should be pursuing without any questions asked. All that rubbing and the water cascading from the showerhead she didn't even care if she got fully wet this time or not. In fact it was her ultimate plan to do so... if only because Ajax claimed some interest in seeing it. All the while her hands were moving up the broad expanse of his back and finding it to be just as muscled as his fore, surely he should have been a model already.

[Bloodedge]

Chizuru would accept weird over normal. In that regard, they could totally relate. Kurusu Akira, the true form of him unseen by the masses, was anything but the milquetoast individual others knew. Perhaps they had different perspectives though? He mulled over that matter while taking the occasional bite, falling into rotation rather seamlessly. There seemed to be a particular reason, or rather a moment, behind Chizuru's interest. What could that have been? They'd known each other for quite some months now, but he couldn't think of any interesting qualities she could have seen in him. "I'm curious," he said after some deep recollection. Regarding the noted difference between them, Chizuru presented it as a positive in her own favor. The pushiness never ended with this one; she was definitely resolute if nothing else. "Well... yeah, that's true and I've seen that meme... but..." Akira seemed to be undergoing some real, deep thought for a few moments. In the midst of his clause, he fell silent for a few moments. What did he have to say afterwards? "... I like pickles." That was all he had. In that moment, Akira decided to merely go for the most deadpan joke he could possibly muster.

In the meantime, Kakihara Shota was being resisted with more physicality than expected. Mitsuki moved her upper body back until her head struck his chest. Doing so was enough to leave Shota incapable of further pumping, but he dropped his phone to wrap an arm around her torso at that moment. Despite her arguing and resistance, he didn't intend to let Mitsuki go just yet. "Oi oi, you're making too big a deal out of it. I'll go pick up the pill in the morning. Might as well kick back and enjoy for now!" he insisted, showing a marked effort to return his earlier motions.

Across the border between this reality and the next, one set of motions went on uninterrupted. The longer Ajax and Mitsuki rubbed against each other, the steamier things got. While Shota busied himself outside checking for Mitsuki's location, she was in that shower being rubbed, groped and tongued until the suds between her and Ajax was rinsed away by running water. Eventually, Mitsuki would find something more than Ajax's cock between her legs. One of his hands had slipped down the back of her thigh until its fingers shifted inward ─ all to wrap around that thigh and lift it. She had no need to worry about balance or slipping, as it seemed Ajax was more than capable of keeping her steady with that one hand. In fact, he was going to keep lifting while steadying her opposite side with the other hand. Mitsuki would be lifted higher and higher while those aggressive lips of Ajax's pecked their way down her neck, then torso.

[Apollymi]

Chizuru would always accept being weird, it was a hallmark of her personality. As the pair fell into a pattern of eating and swapping occasional words for food, their conversation would flow naturally. The rhythm established by their food consumption wouldn't be disrupted even by the casual conversation. It seemed that Kurusu Akira maintained a curiosity about Chizuru's interest in him and she would answer it with a wide grin spreading across her face, "You know... the first time I saw you... wasn't when I introduced myself to you. I happened to pass you in a very deep conversation with someone during orientation. I knew I had to talk to you then, so I watched you for the rest of orientation and then... I introduced myself the first day of classes~" she mentioned almost eerily. "Do you know what I'm studying in school?" she asked it would almost seem unrelated but it wasn't. But it was in a round about way. Having decided to lay it all on the table, she decided something else as well. Ah, but that statement would have to wait for a bit, while they discussed her more forthright personality and he had a response while she ate. He'd seen the meme she mentioned that paired strong women with softer men and claimed... that he liked pickles. She looked at that deadpan expression and had a follow up for him. "No, you don't. I tell you what you like!" she came back with an unusual amount of seriousness and direct eye contact, before she fell into laughter. "Bwahahahaaha~ How did you hold that?" she asked lightly needing to take a sip of that drink with the straw sticking out of it, and offering it to him afterwards.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki just couldn't quite pull away. Her first offered resistance hadn't worked, but by the second at least the phone was dropped. Of course when he was called out on the actual problem he'd created for her, Kakihara Shota had the pure audacity to claim she was overreacting to this massive problem. "You should get it, you did this!" Mitsuki snapped, ah but he was still lodged inside her. Even though there were a whole list of things she was upset about, the most of it was currently that his semen was inside of her, obviously already near enough to her womb to make the trip to impregnation without even the hinderance of natural antibodies getting in the way. There was no real way to kick back and enjoy when something so jarring had happened, it definitely didn't need to for either of them to enjoy. She needed to get clean and get away from this guy who obviously had no respect for anyone else's boundaries. Basic education said that allowing such things to fester was a bad idea. And allowing it to happen multiple times was also that, "I need to get clean and you need a condom... if it was an accident then you shouldn't be so easy-going about it," she stated firmly though her reaction wasn't quite as violent as it had been. She still didn't want this man's spunk inside her, nor did she like the idea of being saddled with a kid by him. The more she thought about it... the more upset she'd get, but it was decently hard to argue with someone's cock already inside of you.

While one version of Mitsuki was being forced into calmness another was only becoming more excited. Bodies were pressed and rubbed together until the created suds were rinsed clean. Still the steamy nature of this shower didn't seem to be lowering at all. No, Mitsuki was wrestling tongues and lips and still rubbing her body against Ajax's with her arms around him. He rhair had long since become damp but it mattered very little in the grand scheme of things. Instead, she found herself with a hand between her legs as she was lifted. With those lifts she found herself approaching something to even ground though a little giggle did escape her as the lift began. "Ehehe~" was the first sound to escape her, but it'd become a moan as Ajax began kissing down her neck and torso. "Ah~ What are you doing to me?~" she asked moaning her happines. All the while, one would have assumed Ajax to be the only invited guest within the room which belonged to her. As they continued in the shower, the thought of Kakihara Shota still wasn't present for her, she'd completely forgotten about him as she delved deeper and deeper into Ajax's attentions.

[Bloodedge]

Akira made every attempt to distract himself with conversation, but one thing he managed to avoid kept replaying in his head. One particular 'bite' of Chizuru's wasn't much of a bite at all... but instead some sort of sensual licking against the spoon. How did he managed to move beyond that and still have it return? Well, proper distraction was on its way regardless. Chizuru spoke of the first time she'd seen him ─ a moment in which he was locked in deep conversation with someone else. Akira couldn't be sure what moment she was discussing, nor why it was important. "Was that important?" he wondered. As for what Chizuru studied at university, Akira could only shake his head. Their interactions were never so open as to allow such discussion. If anything, Chizuru was always just that person he knew just well enough to be friends with, but never went out of his way to initiate interactions with. Of course, there were many other reasons for that part ─ one of which had just recently left the hospital room. Moving on though, the connection he did have with Chizuru showed itself through a continued joke. They did always manage those quite easily. "Maybe that's one of the unlocks from Truck-chan? Stoicism buffs or something," he answered.

Things may not have been going as perfectly as Shota expected, but all things were salvageable. Even if Mitsuki overreacted to the ends of the earth... he still had enough of a video to get by. Still, she wrestled her way to freedom despite his efforts. How annoying. She wouldn't have to get clean if she just accepted what happened. "Chigucchi, there's no reason not to be easygoing about it. They make pills for a reason. As long as you take that, we could just keep going the rest of the night with the better experience. It felt good, didn't it? You might as well keep at it while you can and deal with the problem in the morning♥~"

Ajax's mind was still taking in all the things happening around Mitsuki in another dimension. He could see Shota's reactions, and he found them... almost laughable, if a bit pitiable to boot. Perhaps the funniest part about it was the most recent 'accident' and Mitsuki's reaction to it. To pull off something like that... well, it was child's play with the right demeanor and constitution. He'd likely be taking a similar route with vastly superior execution, though first he'd be making his way down Mitsuki's body. Well, that wasn't the whole truth of it. One could more accurately say he was forcing Mitsuki's body to make its way up his mouth, whether lips or tongue was to be her assailant from one moment to another. What was he doing? It was a viable question, but surely she knew the truth already. "I'm at a high-end hotel, aren't I?" he asked with a hint of sarcasm as he planted Mitsuki's legs atop his shoulders. There, with his face in reach of her undercarriage, Ajax scoffed. "I'm having the continental breakfast♥~" he concluded. Without further hesitation, Ajax's tongue busied itself once more, this time in Mitsuki's folds. His chin pressed inward to create something of a well between it, Mitsuki's thighs and her flesh pocket. That well began collecting water from the shower, but Ajax's tongue seemed somehow capable of causing and maintaining waves to wash against Mitsuki's folds via its own oscillations.

[Apollymi]

That slow-paced and meaningful conversation happening between Chizuru and Akira would continue on. She mentioned the first time she saw him and how much of an impression it made and even admitted to doing a bit of casual stalking in the immediate aftermath. It would seem however, that Akira didn't fully understand what made that moment so important. Ah, but she also wondered if he'd seen that little maneuver with her tongue. She had quite a few more of those to go with it, with any luck he'd be finding about about those himself. "It was only the most important moment of my college career. I saw you in that moment," she mentioned with a cheeky smirk. "That blonde girl and you were talking but I don't know what about, but your whole demeanor was different. It was so crazy to see~" she mentioned as if remembering the single most important thing in the world. "Still that wasn't the most impressive part. Because the next day in one of the orientation classes I watched you introduce yourself and your whole demeanor, and aura were different. So soft spoken, so mild-mannered... so background character in an anime. It was like watching a protag equipped with mob hair disappear into the background! I had to know then if you were doing the same thing I was~" she said seemingly more excited than she had been about anything. She held out the spoon for him with one of the last bites of food on it. "Also I am studying Communications, which I usually don't tell people because my actual interest only has a cursory relationship to it..." Beyond this point she'd be taking her last bite after they joked together. She'd asked how he'd held on to his flat affect and he'd claimed, it was a stocism buff from dealing with Truck-chan! She couldn't help the next chuckle that left her lips. "Hehehe~ That's one hell of a buff. Might have to find out if all the major death flags are handing out buffs for survival~" she joked along with him. Their ability to just talk to each other, was something she always enjoyed. Even while Nanami Mami had he claws in him she found him to be so much more than a girl like that would ever fully understand. She couldn't understand his interest in that little blonde, and if she'd not already seen what was hiding beneath that mild-mannered visage, she might have thought he'd actually been trapped in her special brand of stupid.

At the same time, Mitsuki had claimed freedom and with it she'd climbed out of bed and begun pacing just a bit. Gravity was doing a bit of work helping that thick wad of semen spill out of her loins and down her thighs, but the sensation of it was something she disliked innately. Kakihara Shota claimed there was no reason not to be easy going about it, given that there was a pill meant specifically to deal with it. "That's supposed to be an emergency measure not the general form of birth control. The condom was that... for a reason, sperm-killer and a physical barrier. It's supposed to be two fold protection on its own," she felt like she shouldn't have been explaining this to someone who was already having sex as freely as this young man seemed to. "Sex feels good, it's suppose to. I'll admit that was the best it's been so far but making it messy and complicated makes it hard to enjoy it. Any more sex between us will have to include condoms that stay on," she stated firmly. "And who told you it was okay to make cute girls say such weird stuff and why did you start taking a video without even asking? That's not cool. Yes sex with you feels great but it doesn't feel great when it feels like you're just trying to use me. When you're the one who approached me in the first place!" she chided while running her hands through her hair. This was supposed to be relaxing and instead she was now stuck with a pregnancy scare due to negligence, with a guy she would be fine having sex with if he managed anything resembling a reasonable understanding of his own actions. There were so many other things, but he couldn't actually expect any reasonable adult to just shake off casual completely unprotected sex with a relative stranger while relying solely on 'the morning after pill' to fix it. She looked at him then and wondered if he truly thought he was so great that he was above having to be reasonable.

Meanwhile, a different Mitsuki without the underlying distrust... had thrown caution to the wind. She'd had a shower with Ajax and was steadily being lifted upwards for a reason she didn't understand initially. His demeanor and joking personality Mitsuki found herself lifted and with the man kissing down her neck and torso headed for her nether regions. She wanted to squirm but she was also excited. What was he planning to do, he answered that he was in a high end hotel... while he put her legs up on his shoulders. She reflexively found her hands in his hair. "You mean me!? Cho....." she stopped in the moment as his tongue began to move through her folds in a way she'd never felt before. "Aaaah♥~" she moaned as his tongue began oscillating spreading sensations which made the muscles in her thighs tighten up immediately. "Why does your tongue feel better than my showerhead?~" she questioned as if speaking to the gods themselves. Whoever made this man should be getting something back for it. She was certain.

[Bloodedge]

That initial moment Chizuru spoke of was a complete unknown to Akira. It was one in which she claimed to see him. Well, obviously that was the case. She claimed there was a conversation between him and a blonde girl. She wouldn't have mentioned Mami that way, and considering how early it had to be... Ah, it had to be a very specific blonde. A blonde girl, a different demeanor from Akira himself, all in a moment before orientation occurred. What she'd seen was a different Akira entirely ─ one that he thought remained hidden from all but a few people. Even more disturbing than the fact that she knew, was the fact that Chizuru claimed a similarity within herself. Had he missed something? Was there some key moment that revealed a secret demeanor of her own, or was this all some trap to reveal his secret fully? No, it couldn't have been a trap! Even though Chizuru was offering him another bite, Akira simply sat there staring into her face quizzically. "..." He couldn't think of anything to say. Silence was always a viable option, he thought. Eventually, he took that bite, as if to justify an extended silence. Only after chewing and swallowing did he manage to say anything. "What do you mean doing the same thing you were?"

In the meantime, Shota was resisting every urge to scoff. He and Mitsuki didn't have anything resembling a shared opinion on what happened. She was content to complain about the situation while pacing about, all while Shota continued viewing things more casually. "Well it's an emergency now, huh? So take the pill. You're gonna make it even harder to enjoy anything if you get bent out of shape about what already happened. Might as well just use the excuse," he said, one hand flippantly waving in the air. Oh well. If she was going to remain adamant about condoms and their usage, he'd just have to go with a different plan. As for the recordings she apparently took some issues with, Shota definitely wasn't backtracking on that. "Picture, video ─ what's the difference? It's hard to resist when you look the way you do, Chigucchi. You're just that incredible; I can't resist wanting everything possible~" he chattered while reaching for that phone again.

The other Mitsuki wasn't afforded much time to express any sensibilities. Before she urged him to wait, Ajax was busy between her legs. How amusing it was that she thought to make him hesitate, when her hands were in Ajax's hair before he even began. When he did get started, Mitsuki had a different sort of question that also revealed her use of shower heads as masturbatory utensils. He smirked against her loins, resisting any ensuing laughter. All the while, his tongue was rolling along the entirety of her crevice, causing the wafting of that pooled water to produce small waves crashing against her pearl. While that happened, Shota was just stepping inside again. He didn't know where Mitsuki went; perhaps she'd run back to the bathroom? Well, surely he'd find out on his way to the bedroom again.

[Apollymi]

Chizuru had explained exactly what she saw which caused her interest. And she found that there was silence in wake of the revelation. That could have been for a great many reasons. Akira didn't remember the conversation? Did he not care for anyone to know about the real him? Did he think she had ulterior motives for pointing it out? Or perhaps did he finally understand at least part of her desire to pursue him so fervently? Well, she held out that spoon for him for quite a while and nothing came out of his mouth. "Oh? The silent protagonist ponders~" she joked just a bit. That trope wasn't as common in anime... well not the mainstream kind anyway, but still she was quite used to it. Oh well, he wouldn't leave her in complete silence for long, no... he had something to share. In this particular scenario he wanted to know what she meant by they were doing the same thing. "Well... I'm studying Communications, but my main motivation in life is to be an actress... but when goals like that are met in some ways, you begin to realize that your real roles aren't the ones you're given or the ones you audition for, but instead the ones you create for yourself all throughout your life," she explained as the bowl was now finished she dropped that spoon into it, and pushed that rolling that table to the side and leaving herself the space to further encroach upon his personal space. "Basically, I figured we were both doing something like that... some would call it method acting but I'd call it gaining a whole new perspective... falling into a new face so deep you don't have to think to respond~ Whatever reason you have for doing it... that's what it looks like to me, and that's so exciting~" she explained. In the time of her speech she'd crawled up between his legs and settled with her arms on either side of his torso. She was close enough to touch but also very much dangling herself right in front of him... and for a brief moment during that explanation her eyes lit up and what she had to show wasn't the pushy, shut-in anime nerd... but someone else all together.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was trying to talk sense to someone who had an answer for everything. Was the kind of sex he gave worth this kind of annoyance. The answer was... maybe. In truth, having sex with him was fun and good, she only took issues with some of his personality and the choices he made that compromised her. But this was simply a matter of sense. Maybe as a man he didn't understand all the long term negatives that come with letting just anyone spill their seed inside. Girl bodies were complexities that men didn't often learn in detail. "I'm going to take it as soon as you get it. But that doesn't mean I want to deal with the long term issues that are caused by someone introducing foreign fluids to very sensitive parts. The condoms stay..." she said firmly. There was no reason for her to deal with the sensation of fluids inside her own form and the potentials for pregnancy given the side of his tool when a perfectly viable solution had been determined at the start. As for her attitude she see that being an issue, but she'd chalk it up to unease and panic. "There is a huge difference. Stills and videos have different purposes and since you have to trust someone with that kind of thing it's decent to at least ask their permission. Even if you want to take it because a cute girl's the subject..." she really shouldn't have to explain this part. Mitsuki seemed almost huffy but obviously she was breaking down. All of his pushiness about what she said made more sense in the context of him trying to make a video. Even if she'd already assumed he was one of those guys who technically had a hard time connecting to normal people. "So, I'm going to have a shower, and if any more sex happens there will be condoms and in the morning you're going out to get the pill because that's the responsible thing to do, right?" she asserted. No one could claim Mitsuki was bad at communicating even if she was fairly innocent her points and purpose were clear.

At the same time, Mitsuki in an alternate reality was busy having her sensibilities and desire to uphold them erased by tongue and water. She really did wonder how he managed to be better than her showerhead, but she wouldn't be upset by it. No, as his tongue moved about those hands in his hair were moving about. He was thoroughly good at this and that orange mop would only get messier as time went on. A tongue so skilled wouldn't have to wait long, the revelation that she'd used this kind of method for masturbation wasn't something that had extra attention brought to it, luckily for her. Instead her face flushed and her eyes were fluttering to a close. "Chotto... if you do it... like that... I..." she couldn't even resist the sensation long enough to properly explain. Instead her legs tightened around his head as her hips shifted and she orgasmed from what could be called only a little bit of attention. "Aaaaah, Yes, Daddy♥~" she moaned pleasantly, slightly over the sound of the rushing water but not caring either way.

[Bloodedge]

In this state, Akira often filled the 'silent protagonist' role as some would call it. This time however, the cause was his lack of ability to respond. According to Chizuru, she studied communication to pursue her acting career. She'd seen a glimpse of his true self and latched onto it, all while managing to be someone similar without him realizing. How she slipped such a thing by him was a mystery, but... as she drew closer, endangering Akira's sanity after he'd recently, finally, lost the erection he had during her arrival, there was excitement shared... and the most unfamiliar look in Chizuru's eye. Whether her words were truth or misleading, one thing was for certain: Ichinose Chizuru had two separate sides. She even managed to explain the phenomenon perfectly. It was something well beyond method acting ─ more like being two completely different people. When faced with the evidence of Chizuru's honesty as well as a straight view down her very open top, Akira had two choices. Either he could fail to fight the resurgence of erection, or he could concede and accept that someone else knew his true self. He chose... both, albeit unintentionally on the part of that regained firmness. "Sou ka. Something really is wrong with you," he said with a voice that didn't match the timid side-character Kurusu Akira at all. Even his eyes seemed to change, as if there was a red hue crawling through those otherwise dull irises. "That's interesting. Is that all you know about me?" he asked.

At this point, Shota wanted one thing: for Mitsuki to quit whining and go back to being a good target for his revenge plot. She was quite fun to break in, so he thought it would be worthwhile to keep her around even through the plan's conclusion. Mitsuki however, would choose to bitch and moan her way to some sort of middle ground. She wanted to insist on condoms? Fine. He had another, less impactful plan that could work. Since the video of condomless sex had already been taken, he could just shift things around a bit in the editing process. "Hai hai, condoms and pills," he said dismissively. Given the aspects of Mitsuki's personality shown thus far, Shota figured presenting himself as the 'fixable bad boy' could carry some weight. "And you let me make it up to you, right? Straight and narrow, as you like. Promise♥~" he added with a wink.

Across realities, the other Mitsuki was taking no such steps. Instead, she was climbing a proverbial mountain all the way to its peak. Such a fitting thing it was with her current position closer to the ceiling than the floor. She thought to urge a bit of care, but it was all for naught. Orgasm washed over the lass... or rather, over Ajax's tongue as Mitsuki's flavor seasoned that little pool of water. All part of the plan, Ajax thought. A few additional laps after she spoke a phrase that was all too familiar to him, Ajax slurped that mixture of water and orgasmic juices into his mouth. It wasn't quite where it needed to be yet, but the hint of her eventual flavor was clear. "Ooh. Bubblegum♥~" he said as if excited by the prospect. "Ah, gomen. What was it you were saying? The breakfast at these expensive hotels is great; I get lost in it pretty easily," he added. Ah, but Ajax wasn't the only one those words were heard by. Shota had already moved past the bathroom, hearing the shower running as he did so. He didn't much see the point of Mitsuki taking a second one already, but he was sure the words 'yes daddy' were moaned from within. Ah, that led him to a few assumptions. "Eh? Getting it wet in there, eh? Good girl~" he said, grinning. Shota believed in the moment that Mitsuki may have been... practicing for the proper experience with him, maybe for the sake of making things a bit sexier. Perhaps she really would be worth keeping around!

[Apollymi]

Chizuru was feeling an excitement she hadn't felt in quite a while, it'd been some time since she'd taken on the role of pushy, closet pervert, otaku... And now she was showing someone that it wasn't the only face she had to wear. In fact, it wasn't even her best work, she'd consider it a work in progress but it seemed to have worked out well enough so far. So, what would Akira have to say when confronted with the truth. She watched as that timid background character slipped away. She felt it in her body almost like it was electric as this more serious lad she'd once glimpsed came fully to the surface. He claimed there really was something wrong with her, "You think so? Really?~" she asked as if it was her sole desire to have him understand exactly what was wrong with her. Whatever the case, as she saw him, the realer him come to the surface she also felt the shift in his stiffening cock. How interesting. "Good, you're finally awake~" she joked seemingly pleased to finally meet this version of Kurusu Akira, "I don't know that much about you. Contrary to popular belief... I'm not a stalker. I'm a busy girl you know... school, work, otaku life, being bullied~" she mentioned, before suddenly letting out a surprised giggle. "Hehe, or is this a test. Are you curious about what I noticed even in normal moments while you shoved yourself into the background character box?~" she asked wondering the true nature of his question. "So tell me, what a guy with a presence like yours is up to... or don't. If you don't want to me know I could always find out on my own, but I do like to know what the other good actors are up to~" she offered in a manner distinctly playful in a way she'd not shown herself to be previously. "It could be worth collaborating... on a few different levels~ That offer of a hand still stands by the way..." she said while her own traveled purposefully up the length of his stiffening erection. It was as if nothing was serious to her.

Kakihara Shota may have not had the easiest mark in choosing Mitsuki as his target, but he would continue claiming the benefit of being better equipped than anyone she'd come across so far. She still wasn't sure she completely wanted to cut him off without fully exploring the situation, even if he'd made it difficult. She'd simply decided to advocate for herself a bit better. And lo, it would seem they'd come to an understanding. Though it didn't feel quite as sincere as someone like Mitsuki would have liked, she could understand that being fussed at might have been a bit off putting to the lad at first. Perhaps no one else had told him the things she had, there was nothing wrong with having firm boundaries. "Good, as long as you know... we can put it aside as a misunderstanding..." she said seeming to soften up a bit. She'd begin heading for the shower and paused to hear his words. They were still flirty and he was still pushy but at least this was him pushing to apologize instead of anything else. "Hm, well if you want to make it up to me... it'd only be fair if I let you. No more funny business!" she warned seeming terse. With that Mitsuki would head for the shower, content to actually clean herself up, and maybe she'd go ahead and wash her hair too...

Meanwhile a different Mitsuki was getting wrapped up in the tongue skills of Ajax so much so that the orgasm she'd been trying to warn him of spilled over. Ah, what had he said, something about bubblegum, in that flirty tone her face flushed even harder. "That's kind of embarrassing..." she murmured. But still she hadn't let go. She looked down and watched and listened as he slurped down juices and water claiming that the breakfast in high-end hotels was great. "I lost it... doesn't matter it's over now. You're really good at that, ehehe...." she managed with an almost nervous chuckle at the end. Only of course to be scared by a sudden speech not within this room. She jumped a little further clinging to Ajax's head and face. "Eww, who said that?" she said aloud seeming to have forgotten about her other 'guest' but having that voice with the words 'good girl' leak in, just the same.

[Bloodedge]

Chizuru was weird. It was with firm belief that Akira claimed something was wrong with her, if only because he thought something was wrong with him. If they were so similar, any strangeness had to be applied across the proverbial board. "Hai. I don't think it's normal to be this way. You're part of a crazy few," he stated. For now, Akira was content to be himself for a little while. So long as Chizuru was presenting herself, he saw no real negatives to it. After all, these things had to happen with someone eventually; such was how he acquired his existing friends. If he was ever to make more legitimate comrades, this sort of reveal would always be necessary. What wasn't necessary, however, was something both he and Chizuru had to deal with: the bullying of their false selves. "I could do without that last part. It's still hard to avoid acting on impulse sometimes," he griped. Chizuru's closeness didn't seem so awkward to this version of Akira. He maintained eye contact while she spoke, no trembling, no stumbling over his words, and no avoiding. What had she noticed though? That remained a curiosity. "I'll bite. It'd be nice to know whether I've been slipping, or I just need to be more careful... especially now," he said, knowing life would soon be made more complicated by Ryuji's return. Moving on though, Akira wasn't allowed to think long about whether he'd spill the beans to Chizuru. Why? Well, she was soon reiterating that offered helping hand... literally. That hospital gown was moving against his groin for more reasons than a growing erection alone. A feminine hand was rubbing at the other side, forcing a more rapid growth to stiffness. Upon receiving that touch, Akira didn't even jump as he normally would. "Still forward, huh? Well... I'm not up to much of anything I can tell you. Not anymore. If you're hiding for your future, I'm hiding because of my past," he admitted.

Sweet progress back onto the beaten path was Shota's gift. Once Mitsuki decided to call their earlier hiccup a misunderstanding, he was satisfied. Better still, it seemed Mitsuki accepted the idea of him making things up to her. Of course that was just another way to establish his position. Rising from the bed, Shota threw both hands overhead in a gesture of surrender. "Hai hai; scout's honor! You let me know how I'm paying the price, yeah? I'll come with you," he said, fully intending to accompany Mitsuki into the shower.

The other Mitsuki in that same moment was embarrassed by Ajax's commentary. He looked up her body until his eyes found her face, seeming no less smug than he'd been at the start. "Embarrassing? I didn't think you had it in you. Is that not a 'cute girl' trait?" he teased. In the following moments, Ajax would lap at Mitsuki's loins once more before lowering her to the shower floor. Both parties were still at the mercy of that running water, but squeaky clean with at least one of them ready to be a bit... dirtier, so to speak. Ajax placed Mitsuki on her own two feet, back against the wall during an audible 'interjection' from Shota, and refrained from laughing as Mitsuki reacted to the surprise voice. "That would be... the guy you actually invited here. Boyfriend? You're a bad girl, letting me do all that when you were entertaining someone already~" he teased further, leaning into Mitsuki and holding a hand against the wall behind her. With that arm in the space between her and the door, it seemed almost as if he wasn't giving her any escape opportunities... but he highly doubted she would want that now anyway. "Or is this what they call 'weighing options' around these parts? What was your plan today Girlie?"

[Apollymi]

According to Akira he didn't think it was normal for people to be the way that they were... his claims were sensible but Chizuru could only laugh? "What? Some kids play make believe with dolls and actions figures... what's wrong with throwing your whole life into being whoever you want?~ Obviously, we're the cool kids~" she said with that more mature but somehow still childish and playful tone. Apparently, both of them shared something else, their milder personalities getting bullied according to Akira he could do without it, because it was hard to avoid certain impulses. "Oh I know all about that... I'm keeping score so I can ruin someone's whole semester. I was never that kind of person when I was the 'it' girl~" she said seeming to take amusement in the fact that she could and would be getting revenge as she wished. "Oh and make a huge show of it, I've been setting the stage for ages now~" she claimed having the general feeling that he'd understand her meaning. Ah, but he wanted to know if he was slipping... "I haven't noticed a slip. And from word around campus after you got hit, I am sure everyone believes you're just mild-mannered, gullible and among the high-strung males, unworthy," she said a knowing smirk coming to her face. "I find your ability to hold it in rather interesting. I'm a girl so I have a few more advantages, a change in hair, glasses... baggier clothes and I can make myself look fumpy. I even gave myself freckles to encourage the 'plain girl who doesn't know she's pretty' mystique~" she explained. "But you... make fluffy background character look natural... if I hadn't seen the first instance, even I wouldn't quite be sure about it. And I can spot a bad actor from miles off~" she said with all the underlying charm and confidence her normal self only had in quiet moments and jokes. "Of course I'm still forward. Whether I'm me or Ichinon, I'm still just into you~" she explained. "Dark mysterious past.. that's always an interesting story. I'd call what I am up to more of a social experiment... I am technically already a cosplayer and model. I wanted to try out college without all the fanfare and see if I could pull off being a nerdy, pushy shut-in... instead of... well, the social butterfly~" she mused her hand still moving around on his cock. She found this composure of his so interesting. "Still this you is so interesting, not even a real flinch... I wonder what it'll take to pull something new out of you~" she questioned rhetorically.

At the same time, Mitsuki was busy seeming to try and reform a pushy bad boy. It wasn't her intention to make him change, she simply wouldn't be continuing if they couldn't come to an agreement. And to her own surprise, he seemed to surrender. What would he be claiming first? That she'd have to let him know how he'd be making up for this misunderstanding. "Hm... I haven't thought about it, how about me on top next time?" she mused. "Anyway, I'm having a shower and washing my hair now..." she stated in a matter of fact way. This time she wouldn't be doing anything for the sake of posing or anything like that. Instead she'd simply be standing under a spray of water and having at shampoo and soap and leaving gravity the time to help clear the semen from her core and sent it down the drain with all of the problems of their earlier session.

Meanwhile, the Mitsuki in the other reality was an orgasm deep from epic tongue work and after a few moments was being lowered back to the floor of the tub to stand on her own two wobbly feet. "Maybe, I hadn't thought about it like that..." she said about the cute girls and embarrassment being tied together. Beyond that the random voice that interrupted the end of her orgasm was apparently the guy she'd invited. "Oh, right. I... uh... forgot about that," she said quickly. "And ew, no he's not anything that serious. Though... am I weird for liking the sound of you calling me bad girl?" she asked sheepishly. Of course, her quickly spilled answers would only become more so as she felt cornered but not at all in a bad way. She was caged in but not endangered. As for what she let Ajax do for the last few minutes... "It's not my fault, you... you're a lot and it's distracting you know?" she chided playfully. "What's a cute girl supposed to do?" she questioned. As for what her plan had been, "I guess it could have been called that, you kind of just fell into my room. I mean he also just kind of happened upon me but I was supposed to get a convention hookup out of this, after I finished work but I barely got through that because of him... but now I don't remember why he was a good idea..." she managed to be honest, but not brutal. In the face of Ajax, she'd much rather have him than another option. "I'd rather see what else we can do if I'm honest... it doesn't feel as forced to me," she admitted.

[Bloodedge]

"Well, kids are also weird. Besides... we're adults now. Doesn't that mean it's our civic duty to make the world a terrible place for everyone younger?" Akira countered with another deadpan joke. "I guess making everything confusing counts as making it terrible. Touché," he said after a moment of unserious thought. Luckily for him, there were no issues related to a slip of identity or anything of the sort. In fact, Chizuru's observation was more evidence of effective hiding on his part, though she did slip in a personal note first about her own vengeance-seeking. "Glad I'm not ruining the act. Leave me out of that revenge plot though. I've got a record I'm hiding from," he stated to give additional details about his own situation. Their reasons for the 'masks' they wore were vastly different, but such was the case with any two people who shared a common hobby. In the most strangely relieving way, Chizuru maintained some key features of the personality he knew. Though Akira still wondered how she slipped such pretending right under his nose, he'd chalk it up to proof of her ability and leave it at that. Of course, it was hard to refute anything she said anyway ─ at least while her hand was still rubbing the bulge in his hospital gown. The conversation would swiftly shift to that matter as Chizuru brought attention to his lack of reaction. Had he truly not flinched? Well, it seemed he'd only done so internally. "I haven't really worked out a reaction for this kind of thing yet. I still don't think it's the best thing to pursue, but... leap of faith? Does the name Redline mean anything to you?" he wondered before they took any additional steps forward.

The story of Shota in Mitsuki's hotel room would proceed with him playing things by ear. In that other reality though, his ears just weren't good enough to pick up the voices within the bathroom. Ajax heard everything from each end of both realities, however. The Mitsuki he faced had forgotten about Shota's existence, but remembered him well enough to be disgusted by the 'boyfriend' comment. Nothing that serious was happening, but more important was Mitsuki's approval of being called a 'bad girl' in prior moments. "I don't think it's weird. It's true either way. You brought a guy here, blew him, and then brought a total stranger into the bathroom.Some would call that downright atrocious. But I'll say..." In the midst of his clause, Ajax closed the difference between Mitsuki and himself. His lean intensified until they were eye-level with one another, close enough for one's breath to cascade over the other's face. "How else are you going to be a bad girl today? We're still going by your whims here. What's the next step in your little convention hookup gonna be?"

[Apollymi]

Another joke was coming to Chizuru and she found herself looking into his deadpan face and grinning while she tried to hold back laughter. He was always worth a laugh and even his unserious follow-up had her wanting to hold her guts. Luckily enough she had his cock in her hand and she'd rather keep it there than let it go at the moment. "Ehehehe~ Too much with that face, it really has to be an unlock. You know... we're barely adults and confusion is healthy. If things make too much sense the world loses it's magic~" she explained. Of course she felt that way in general but that wasn't all. No. Apparently, Akira wanted to be left out of the revenge plot that he likely knew her to be planning he was running from a record. "Are you sure? I don't have anything near illegal in mind... just a little dominating in nature~" she said in a teasingly leading manner. "Still I can sell it by myself, no need to get you involved directly if you don't want..." she explained of her own goals. Her main ideas for revenge didn't involve any particular male counterparts. It would be rather easy for her to do what she needed to do, even without him, but it would definitely be more fun with him, considering he was the current 'object' that her target was obsessing over. Moving on from that point, it would seem that he was willing to be more than a little honest with her. And so in turn she'd have to be honest with him. That word he'd spoken was unfamiliar to her, but she wasn't exactly from around the area. She'd only settled in, during the months prior to college starting. "Hm, you could always go with the long chotto... even be really properly respectful about it if you want to pretend you don't just get off on that sort of accident..." she mused for his humble mask. As for his organization. "Never heard that name before, but I am also not from nearby and don't keep up with those kinds of things... got a pamphlet? Or some orientation materials?~" she asked seeming to find it interesting, wondering exactly what this young man and his actual associates got up to on their own.

While one Shota was being 'forgiven' another would be finding himself in a different sort of situation all together. But not just yet. No, right now, Mitsuki was in the shower, enjoying her time being caged in by a man who called her actions into question. Mitsuki was a bad girl, down right atrocious in some eyes. For bringing a guy back to her hotel room and blowing him and then sneaking another guy into the bathroom. She could argue that they didn't sneak, it'd been a really casual walk and it wasn't her fault, that her other guest wasn't paying attention but... she was still having a hard time sparing him extra thoughts. "Well, cute girls should be bad sometimes... " she said with that bubbly little confident smirk. "Today is definitely that day for me..." she concluded. "I... well... now that you mention it. I've been really accommodating up to this point it'd only really be fair if I continued to be that. And if I was bad enough to blow that guy, just because he was pushy and got me off once. i should be worse and return a favor already given..." she said feeling his breath on her face. "This is a lot though and I don't do this sort of thing often so... be gentle with me. I might be a little bad but I'm pretty soft~" she commented on her own nature. Before moving her hands, she'd been visually drawn to his cock several times over already and once again she was looking at it and knew she'd need both hands and her mouth to even accomplish anything with it. Still, she knew it was clean and was oddly attracted to the idea of taking it into her mouth so so she'd lower hersel in the shower a bit flicking her tongue over the tip of his cock still dripping with water and wrapping both hands around its base to begin stroking it.

[Bloodedge]

What Chizuru had in mind for her revenge plot wasn't anything illegal, but was something she called... dominating. That sort of thing left a lot of open potentials, Akira believed. Chizuru could handle matters herself, but the way she presented the tease made it seem like something of potential interest. "Nothing that stands out too much," he specified in the end. The legality of it all wasn't what mattered to Akira. In his case, what mattered was maintaining a low profile. Akira took on the visage of a student a few moments later as Chizuru offered a solution to his lacking response. He could have urged her to wait, but... no, that didn't feel natural. This was something new to his truer self. "That's more for the incognito approach. It's always easy to pretend," he answered. Maybe he didn't even need to come up with something? Chizuru hadn't backed away from his cock yet, and if nothing else... it was honest in its very active responses against her touch. Anything he could say would only counter or reinforce the meaning of each twitchy motion below his nonexistent belt. All of that aside, it seemed Chizuru knew nothing of the term Redline. "Redline was a... vigilante group in Tokyo a while back. You might have heard of them indirectly. They became popular for making criminals turn themselves in." That was all the information he'd be giving right away. Chizuru was a clever lass; he was sure she wouldn't need much, if any more.

Cute girls should be bad sometimes, according to Mitsuki. Ajax firmly agreed. If today was just going to be such a day for her, he'd happily join the fun of it. "Cute girls have the best bad streaks. It's more impactful," he affirmed. Whether due to her humanity or due to her own naughty streak, Mitsuki thought she may as well be 'bad' enough to fellate a second guy today ─ specifically the one she'd abandoned and forgotten the first for. Ajax would have to find time to laugh about this entire ordeal whenever he left this universe for the other. Ah, but it wasn't so out of the blue. She'd already received a service from him, so he counted a returned favor as something more sensible than the act of bringing Shota to her room at all. "You're really gonna be worse on purpose? That'll be fun to see through to the end~" Ajax commented with a light chuckle. As Mitsuki descended to begin her chosen task, she mentioned alack of experience and pleaded for gentleness. Wise as that decision was, she had the wrong idea, as Ajax would point out while her hands wrapped around his girth. "Don't sell yourself short, Girlie. The only bad blowjob is an indifferent one. Whether you think you're the best or the worst to ever do it, just give it all you've got. Do that, and you'll definitely do a great job... and maybe even surprise yourself with how good you can be~" he advised casually even while a tongue was already lapping at his tip.

[Apollymi]

Apparently, the way Chizuru framed her plot for revenge seemed to pique the interest of Akira. Given what she knew of others and exactly the kind of cock she was currently rubbing against, Chizuru was able to think of several different ways to get revenge which wouldn't directly involve outing anyone. And even the methods that did, had quite a few caveats, "Kurusu-kun, you only have to stand out as much as you like. My revenge plots would cast me as the star. Shining brightly on center stage... if you were part of the plan, you'd be a prop or the guy handling the curtains... unless you decided to step out into the light. Hell, you could even use your place to enact your own revenge. Maybe, scratch that itch that's created when the guys bully you... by showing off in a way they can't talk about. This is a great tool for it~" she claimed finally slipping that hand beneath that thin hospital gown and making direct contact with a cock that twitched like it was happy to be touched. Beyond that there was the matter of his reactions, however new they were, "True true. It's always easy to react naturally... the physical part has it covered. Your current self is a closet hentai too though right... you can definitely get away with the soft subservient responses. Unless you're being... you. I like to let the experiences build up naturally though which is part of the reason for the deep cover~" she thought. Building the personality until it reacted naturally was always the best way, in her personal opinion. Let the experiences the first few... completely shape the new face. As for this Redline group, a few years back there had been some minor buzz along forums about a vigilante group which had criminals surrendering and confessing. "Oh? That thing. Never knew the name of it, I figured it was just a bunch of other criminals blackmailing the ones who turned themselves in... I suppose then you were connected to that sort of thing. Is it the past, you're running from?" she asked as she became more and more interested in the movement of her hand. She was really glad she took that yoga class this morning, the stretches would definitely help.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was busy learning that cute girls had the best bad streaks. Impact wasn't even something she considered. In her own case, if she was already being 'bad' today, she might as well fully commit to it and not feel bad about it. "If I am going to build regrets I might as well get them all out of the way at once. But...I feel like I won't regret a second of this part~" she explained specifically about all parts of her day related to Ajax. She'd sunk to her knees in front of him and gave a disclaimer because the truth of her was, she was experienced, but not to any great extent. All Ajax had to tell her was not to sell herself short. HIs own advice was rather free flowing and as she began to lick at the tip of his cock, she felt encouraged. She'd take his advice licking along his cock down to her hands before opening her mouth to take him in properly. It was an interesting experience. And contrary to any previous ones, she definitely wanted to do this. She couldn't quite explain it, but somehow she was sure his skin tasted good. It had her wanting to explore more with her tongue. She was sure it was in her own head, but she saw no problem with what. Instead she turned her eyes up to look at him as she closed her mouth to suck on him properly and used her hand to make up for what wouldn't be making it into her mouth which was actually quite the significant amount.

[Bloodedge]

Whatever detailed plan Chizuru had was worth a fair amount of interest, minimum. The more she said about it, the more her true intentions became clear. She'd play the star role, and he'd be... a prop, if not manning the curtains. There was even a mention of his dick thrown in with an abrupt compliment to its size. "Uh... I'm not sure if it's because of what you're doing right now, but that all sounds really sexual," he claimed for clarity. Natural reactions hadn't come so easily to the true state of Akira for a while. Even his closest friends got the side-character version of him most times, apart from times that required the once-known Redline they were discussing. More directly, Chizuru acknowledged his true self being something of a closet pervert. She wasn't wrong. "You noticed that too? Is that why your clothes keep getting more revealing every time you come here?" Akira wondered, another glance traveling right down her exposed cleavage. "Anyway... it was the start of pretending. The thing I'm running from is the thing that made Redline stop. I had a different name back then, but... legal troubles, separate from what the group was doing. It's why I shy away from making new connections to people."

Across realities, Mitsuki was moving beyond the realm of regret. When looking toward her time with Ajax, she foresaw nothing resembling regrets, and... she was right. Even if she didn't understand the finer details, her life was about to begin moving in a more positive direction overall. Such was the way of these interventions in time and space. "You don't have to worry about regrets. Somebody else could take all of those for you instead. Not me, though. I think your not-boyfriend out there is the only one waiting to regret something today," Ajax claimed with certainty. Little did anyone else in the suite know, Kakihara Shota would find regrets more than twice this day... across at least two realities. Either way, with Mitsuki's hands and tongue moving toward his own satisfaction, Ajax slouched a bit, leaning his full forearm against the shower wall. The showerhead sprayed directly into his hair, incidentally causing eventual drips around Mitsuki's face while she serviced him. By the time her lips closed around his glans, her upward-traveling eyes would find... Ajax looking right back down at her, his grin everlasting. "Oya? You're going at it like it's delicious or something♥~" he teased.

[Apollymi]

It would seem that the idea presented by Chizuru was indeed interesting... but the reason for that could be connected on two different fronts. As she stroked Akira's cock she spoke in a roundabout way of exacting sexual revenge. He seemed to understand she may have meant something sexual but not the full purpose... given she was also already touching him. "It is..." she said only those two words at first while looking directly into his face. It was her turn to try at deadpan. "Sexual." she'd state after a few seconds of a pregnant pause which would only be punctuated by the movement of her hand along his shaft. "If I become the it girl again, guys will once again throw themselves at me... they'd have nothing to say to you or about you... once it became obvious that you've got a not so secret weapon~" she explained. "And I get all the fun of knowing I'm ruining every single one of them for that bad actress they can't currently see through~" she explained. "You're of course included in that part..." she said offering a playful wink. Apparently, Akira took note that she knew of his status as a closet pervert. He asked if this was why she became more naked the more often she visited. "Oya? You noticed that... I figured I was going to have to sit on your face in my panties before you'd pick up on that~" she claimed in an almost joking manner, but would she really have done it? Absolutely. Still he was being rather forthcoming. Chizuru found out the roots of his pretending and the 'masks' he wore and why he did not make connections in truth. Legal troubles were indeed quite bad, "Oohoo~ I love a dark backstory. I would have taken the opposite approach to those problems made so many connections no one would have known where to start. I'm kind of like that anyway though..." she mentioned of herself. It was obvious she was direct, brutish and somewhat reckless. But no one could say she wasn't 100 percent committed to her character.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was learning that she didn't have to worry about the regrets. Apparently those would be taken by someone else, not her or Ajax but instead by Kakihara Shota. Well, that was a lot more to think about it. "I won't worry about it..." Mitsuki claimed. She couldn't be bothered to waste too much time thinking about Kakihara Shota, not when something way more interesting was standing in front of her. Ajax was taking up the space above and aorund her and she was busily devouring his cock. Though she hadn't any real technique to speak of, she'd decided to go all in considering the sheer mass of what was in front of her. By the time she looked up, there was water dripping down on her head and he was looking down at her. There was a grin on his face and she took it as encouragement. He had something cheeky to say, that she was going at it like it was delicious. Her face flushed as she took the first of the breaks her mouth needed but continued to lick and stuck a bit while her jaws rested. "It really is though. It's not like a soap thing, and I doubt its a water thing... so I have to assume you taste delicious~" she claimed as if the simple answer was the only one to go for. Just the same she'd go right back to it. Seeming to decide on her own to take him even deeper still into her mouth. Trying to be careful but somehow accidentally touching her own gag reflex and having to move back. Still no less vigor would be occurring.

[Bloodedge]

Akira wondered if what he heard was as sexual as he thought. In response, Chizuru donned a deadpan expression this time, adding a dramatic pause while claiming it was sexual. What an interesting thing that was to say while her hand was upon his bare erection, its movements becoming more of a proper stroke as time passed. Akira couldn't even bring himself to comment on that, given the craziness of their conversation. "So you mean like... netorare? It's a good tag, but reality is different. Unless... you're talking about a full execution," he mused. Even with Chizuru making things clearer, one thing that wasn't made clear was the extent to which she was willing to go. "There are a lot of questions remaining about the interest you keep mentioning," Akira added, acknowledging some complexities about Chizuru's advances and her current alleged objective. As for the realization of Chizuru's developing nudity, she offered a comment that may have been better left in her head. Now Akira had to deal with the thought of her sitting on his face to get the point across. What would he have to say about that? "... Notice what? I didn't notice anything," he stated with an uncanny amount of firmness. "It's not really an avoidable type of legal situation, though. I tried to help somebody once, but the guy I had to deal with had a lot of pull. He got the police involved, and I got an assault charge because of it. I had to change my name and move in with a caretaker and Futaba... sort of."

Mitsuki wouldn't be worrying. Ajax didn't expect her to; it was quite common for these moments to feature an abandonment of the outside world... sometimes as a minimum requirement. In this case, things wouldn't be so terribly extreme. Any connection to the outside world, or any acknowledgement of it, would remain from Ajax's perspective until Shota inevitably interrupted again. Mitsuki was free to enjoy the apparently delicious 'breakfast' she'd chosen to undertake, even if she viewed it as a challenge. "Maybe I do. You do... and you'll get even better, I'm sure. Trust me," Ajax rambled. Given their earlier arrangement, he was actually making a very conscious effort to fend off any incidental hip thrusting. Anyone could have noticed the gag Mitsuki suffered upon taking his cock too deeply into her mouth. Everything in him screamed a demand to thrust deeper, but... he resisted for the sake of their agreement. "Woah! Careful now; don't make me lose my cool here~" he teased. Only a moment later, that fated interjection came. Shota had taken to wandering around the bedroom, now finding himself outside the bathroom door. "Oi, Chigucchi! Having fun by yourself in there? Aren't you wet and ready to get wrecked by now?" he asked. Once more, Ajax had to show restraint. He smiled, trying not to laugh. One hand rose to his lips and mimicked the act of zipping across his mouth. He'd be remaining silent for a moment.

[Apollymi]

Akira seemed to understand what Chizuru was getting at while also letting her know his what kind of tags he enjoyed. "Eh? I didn't think you'd admit to your tag preferences so easily. NTR is good though... as long as it isn't all FUBs~" she said in a teasing tone. "Also I am always talking about a full execution, playing a role is no fun if you half-ass it~" she explained of her own desires. Ah, but that was the later part of the situation. For now, she was content to play with a cock she was sure was way too big and move closer and closer towards a personal goal which was bedding Akira. Well, it was a bit more than that, Chizuru for all her oddities actually enjoyed Akira's company and did want to date him, but her requirements for that sort of thing were a bit less conventional than most. "I'm interested in you. I don't meet a lot of people who get me so, dating you, being with you, hanging out doing all the cool stuff..." she explained. "But I'm weird as you say... and I am not the type to limit how someone, especially someone who lives the sort of way we do... being boxed into a specific role. The ability to improvise without restraint is better for me and I'd extend that to you. I'm not the jealous or anything, just bring this home to me and don't go claiming you've had too much fun with someone else... I'll have to fuck you into submission if you do~" she said offering the lad a wink which was deliberate while she licked her lips. Ah but what else, this lad seemed very serious about his lack of notice, "Oh? That excited about me sitting on your face huh? We might really be more alike than I thought. I knew you were a pervert but you might actually be filthy, ehehe~" she giggled at the thought. Well, she'd definitely sit on his face if he wanted. Beyond the points of their soon to be combined perversion there was a serious tell of his story. How he'd come to have his current name and how he'd previously gotten in trouble. "Ah. That's a pretty dark backstory. So, are you trying to start up something like that again, or is this just to explain why you're keeping yourself on incognito? I don't mind either way. I'm just trying to as much of you as possible. And no worries, I'll tell you anything about me you want to know~" she explained of her own extra intensity.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was undertaking a challenging amount Ajax's manhood. While she did this she'd decided that he had to simply taste good, which only worked to help with her enthusiasm. If she tasted good to someone too, maybe it was simply a matter of something unknown. She wouldn't think about it too much, no reason to question something good happening. Ah, but her own inexperience would catch up to her. She accidentally gagged herself, but in recovery she got something from Ajax as he looked down into her face. She pouted a bit up at him, playfully huffy... "Well it shouldn't just be me losing my cool," she scoffed out. Ah, but she'd want to test that a bit more, she supposed there was something about that gagging motion which was likeable. Well, if enthusiasm was the most important part, she had that, and would continue her work. Even playing around naturally she seemed to have her throat gently convulse as she tried and failed to take that cock deeper. Every time she did she seemed to be making progress towards doing it more, but her work there would be interrupted. Once more Kakihara Shota had invasive words, which she found annoying now more than before. He yelled that odd form of her name and said a sentence which made her cringe, visibly. She quietly said ewww, but still would rather spend a quite moment or two sucking on Ajax's cock before mustering some kind of answer. "Busy," she managed only to keep going on Ajax for a few moments more. "Not ready." she claimed. The truth of the matter was, the long she continued the less she enjoyed the idea of actually starting sexual activity with Kakihara Shota. To be honest, she'd rather stay in this bathroom forever and pretending she'd not brought such an annoying guy back to her hotel room. 'He's not going to just leave me alone for long, is he?' she wondered, oh well...no need to not continue trying and failing to swallow Ajax's cock to whatever end it helped him reach.

[Bloodedge]

Akira wasn't the only one who had an interest in the 'netorare' tag; Chizuru expressed a similar interest. Alas, there was a caveat ─ one he expected from the female perspective. "It's usually not a deal-breaker for me. I'm not looking at the guy," he affirmed. Still, there were visible signs of withheld information there. Akira did find those sorts rather unwatchable in certain situations, but those were simple extreme focuses on the male characters who were quite disturbing to look at. Regardless, an interesting revelation was coming mere moments later. Chizuru presented the idea of full execution, as if to say her idea involved actual intercourse with others just to sell whatever revenge scene her mind painted. Disturbing as that should have been, Akira's response was... throbbing, which in its timeframe couldn't have been attributed to anything but excitement for the idea. It was far more than just the vengeance as well. Chizuru kept talking, and kept revealing her overarching desire and the freedom presented by it. She was suggesting something well beyond the realm of an 'open relationship' as one would call it. Actually, Akira thought it sounded more like... "It's like friends with benefits... but with extra." That thought wouldn't be leaving his mind soon. Well, perhaps it would. Perhaps it would be immediately replaced with the thought of how 'filthy' he actually was. "You have no idea," he said. How was one to address the sorts of thoughts Kurusu Akira had? There was no normal way to admit that he even thought of licking Chizuru's armpit while she was reaching over him the previous day, or that he'd have even made use of her foot twelve different ways when she sat across from him mere minutes ago. Such admissions required tact in most cases. So then, he'd instead admit something completely unrelated. "Redline officially disbanded, but the work never ends," was all he said, leaving the rest to Chizuru's mind.

All the while, the interruption of Kakihara Shota was all but ignored. Ajax seemed most interested in the idea that Mitsuki expected him to lose his cool, as she did. If she could actually manage such a thing by her own ability, Mitsuki would officially write her name onto a very specific, very exclusive list of girls with achievements far greater than their current forms. She went back to work with earnestness even as Shota made his presence known. Ajax silenced himself, yet... each time Mitsuki accepted him closer to a convulsing throat, there was a reactive throb, as if Ajax's dick consciously sought to enhance the difficulty. Maybe it was purposeful. Maybe Ajax was enough of a scamp that he thought of giving Shota an audible cue of some sort? Well, he did at least consider it, but he was going to throb against those pulses of Mitsuki's throat regardless ─ if only because he wasn't allowing his hips movement of their own. Ah, but what of Shota? He heard Mitsuki was busy, that she wasn't done. "Yare yare. You could've at least given a warning. I'm trying to see some action too y'know♥~" he replied ─ a statement that caused Ajax to restrain his own laughter once again. What was he to do? Well, something had to pair with that increased difficulty. Where was the reward for rising to a challenge? A bit of magic would do the trick, so he thought to let leak his own constitution a bit. Whether Mitsuki had it within herself or not at the moment, she'd eventually find herself with the ability to experience what one might call... pleasures of the throat. If he was to build sexual satisfaction from oral stimulation, it was only fair that things go both ways, after all.

[Apollymi]

Akira and Chizuru would maintain their difference in opinion about the NTR tag and its goodness. It was an expected difference, as a girl it was usually difficult to tolerate the number of those fantasies which held ugly, fat, gross smelling individuals in such high regard. "Yeah, sometimes it's fine. I prefer the ones that lean delinquent. Though I suppose the enemies to lovers is also okay, like the pair that hate each other at school and then are hate-fucking when no one else is around~" she explained of her own general take. Eventually, though her explanation was something which would hit home, enough that she felt his member throbbing in response. Ah, so he wasn't opposed to the idea, his firmness said he was into it. Friends with benefits, but with extras, "Well, yeah extras is the important part. The open relationship trope is always played wrong, but if we both acknowledge what open actually means at the beginning, it can be great. Just know... it belongs to me and I expect you to remember that when you're busy giving it away~" she claimed. Her idea was a matter of possessiveness not, specifically jealousy. "Oh I have more of an idea than you think. Holding this this is like playing with an active lie detector, or should I be more worried about it blowing?~" she questioned with that same joking demeanor, all the while it would appear that she fully intended to help him get to a proper finish. She'd move that hospital gown of his out of the way while moving herself to block that massive cock from view from the door. She'd open her own mouth allowing drool to leak from between her lips and onto the head intending to spread it around and turn this dry hand job into something slicker. "If there's work to be done, I'm a pretty sure I count as a freelance consultant. I do want to be part of all aspects of your life... not just the sexy ones. Let me know if you need me~" she mentioned while staring at him.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was busy, too busy to fully acknowledge Kakihara Shota. Why wouldn't she be, there was something delicious and threatening her gag reflex sliding around in her mouth. It was touching her throat and being slathered by her tongue periodically. She could swear she tasted something like cinnamon but it seemed way more complex than that and she wasn't allowed her constant concentration as Shota kept talking. 'Ugh, why can't he just shut up?' she wondered. "Couldn't... wait..." she uttered as she backed away from the cock only to immediately take it in again. "Can't resist..." she uttered as she completed that action. The more she did it, the more it seemed to stir her up. Perhaps she was odd and the act of almost choking seemed to do something to her internally. She could swear she could feel a bit of heat in her loins like she was starting to experience desire again, but why would she? Maybe it was the danger of the situation, or maybe as she adjusted to taking something thick and tasty into her mouth it was triggering something like the desire to swallow food that was delicious? She wasn't one to consider the extras too much, she was simply going with it. And as she did, she seemed to become more and more comfortable. Those pulses in her throat were something it began naturally working against. 'Ah, it's so good!~' she thought happily. One rher hands was wrapping around Ajax's cock, but her other, had found its way between her folds, rubbing between her legs as she scratched an itch being created the more she took his cock towards the back of her throat. Within a few moments she found herself allowing it to stay for multiple convulsions as she rubbed her fingers between her legs.

[Bloodedge]

Common ground was discovered between the two. When Chizuru mentioned her favored form of the specific pornographic genre they discussed, Akira found himself nodding along. "I agree; those are the best. The secretive ones like that are my favorites. It doesn't all have to be rape into a mind-break. When it's an active choice or even a bit of coercion, I think it makes a better story," he expressed of his own opinion. Moving on from that, Chizuru's stance seemed quite firm. She sought a relationship that was beyond all normal perceptions of open, but was also more possessive than absolute monogamy. Maybe, even if his original plan worked out, he'd just become the protagonist of the very same genre they were discussing? That would be interesting, Akira thought. He also thought back to the previous day and a long series of mental images his current doctor created in his mind. There were even a couple of other interesting individuals he wouldn't have to keep himself away from. Initially, Chizuru would have found herself at the top of said list... but he supposed she would be in a very different position depending on this very conversation. "It's kind of surreal to hear that sort of talk from a real human's mouth," he mused, unsure how to feel in the moment. Well, there was one thing Akira knew how he should feel about. Without even leaving him the ability to process his own thoughts, Chizuru was exposing his cock to the open air, placing herself in the shielding position between it and the door. The drool she let cascade onto it afterwards was not the only source of lubrication produced, as looking at Chizuru's face in the moment had Akira leaking already. She wanted to be involved even in the parts of his life that weren't sexy? He couldn't even think of what those were at the time. "Do those exist? I forget. But... you'll probably need more than a lie detector to find out all I'm into," he admitted while staring expectantly at the girl's face.

Life for Shota was becoming very interesting. From his perspective, Mitsuki's words were very specific. She couldn't wait for his magnificent cock anymore. She couldn't resist the idea of orgasming, or even the idea of masturbating to the thought of him! Finally, he was winning! Hearing how hungry Mitsuki sounded for more attention, he was brought to an extreme amount of firmness ─ an amount he couldn't resist grabbing with his own hand. "Oh? That's sexy, Chigucchi! Trying to edge me out, huh?" he wondered while leaning against the door to hear a bit better. Luckily for Shota, he had his phone handy to begin recording again, even with no visual to speak of at the moment. "Tell me more," he instructed. Ajax was going to spend a long time laughing when this was all over. For now though, he was taking a special interest in Mitsuki's progress. Natural progression into awakening would have her abandoning his shaft with one hand, all to take on masturbatory practices in answer to arousal from her throat. Her body was on its way, it seemed. Smiling down at the pink-haired girl's face, Ajax finally decided to share words again. "I'm interested to hear more myself," he whispered. Though Shota and his camera couldn't hear the other male's speech, Ajax was able to essentially 'hear' Mitsuki's thoughts. His wet hand reached out to shift hair toward the side of Mitsuki's head, which he proceeded to caress from that same side afterwards. If Shota wanted to produce a recording, Ajax would do his part to play the director... with a different creative opinion, of course. "What's on your mind, Girlie?"

[Apollymi]

The more conversation was shared by Chizuru and Akira, the more she was certain in her decisions about him. No... their shared energy would only benefit them both, his understanding of her general taste when it came to NTR was proof of their potential connection. "Right?!~ Don't make it all mind-break and ugly guys with big dicks. No... we're here for a decision made to follow through. I wanna see that girl having quiet sex in the shower having to talk to her boyfriend on the otherside of the curtain! Oh, you know what I saw one recently where a girl was like casual friends with benefits with a delinquent for a summer and then just couldn't manage with her super vanilla boyfriend... that was a great one to see. Pure despair and an actual choice, none of that hypnotized by trauma bullshit!" she confirmed of her own general tastes. It was nice to have someone to discuss her actually preferred mediums with. Ah but apparently, beyond those points it was odd to hear her discussion of their actual potential relationship. "Yeah, I usually don't get to admit that part... but I really do mean it. In case you're properly blind I had a run-in with that doctor of yours and she's... hot. I would shoot that shot, with like a grenade launcher!~" she explained. Ah, but she'd already gotten herself into a better position and now that she'd covered his dick from one direction she could have some fun, sliding a mix of their fluids around his cock and staring at him all the while. He said she'd need more than a lie-detector to figure out all the things he was into, and she could only smile. "Oh? Is it going to be that much... well, if I run out of the ability to figure it out, I suppose that'll be a weird day. Until then though... let's be freaky friends~" she expressed. That expectant look of his had her lowering her head and flicking her tongue over that mix of juices. She was exactly kinky enough to do this and lick her lips afterwards while continuing to stroke his cock.

Mitsuki was trying to concentrate on the task ahead, but it seemed her half-made bad decision would continue to interrupt. The less contact she had with him, the more annoying she found him to be. Actually, his words were starting to disgust her a little bit, enough that she actually gagged when he spoke of edging him out after calling her actions sexy. This wasn't for him, or even about him. The gagging motion was one she made that actually ended up with the tip of Ajax's cock sliding past her uvula and being treated to that strange sensation before it was ejected. Somehow she'd managed that without choking to death. 'Ewww, I wish he'd shut up!' she thought earnestly. However as the demand came for more speech she would have told him no... but Ajax was there. Whispered words were heard by her ears alone while he looked down at her and she licked his cock more. She was humming and moaning already given that she was still slicking her own loins. She'd found a rhythm with that one hand but with Ajax holding her face and asking her opinions she couldn't deny him a peek into her mindset. "If you want to know... I'll tell you~" she said this was specifically aimed at Ajax. Whatever Shota got out of this she was ignoring him, she wasn't going to give into his demands when he wasn't even doing anything but... she'd definitely do whatever Ajax asked of her. "This is really great and I can't get enough. It feels so good in my hands and in my mouth, I don't want to stop. I'm even touching myself now to feel something more..." she murmured as she continued to lick and suck on Ajax's cock, she'd go deeper threatening that gag reflex and even slipping past it before choking while she rubbed at the apex of her sex. "I've never felt this wet before and I don't know if it will be enough but I have to try even if it ends up breaking me~" she explained of what was going on in her head. Still none of this concerned Shota at all. She was too busy trying to suck and swallow something delicious and experience this perfect specimen right in front of her to care about what was going on beyond the door. Instead she'd continue working on Ajax's shaft and licking and sucking his cock while she rubbed herself closer and closer to an orgasm.

[Bloodedge]

The oddest amount of agreement was made between Akira and Chizuru. Their beliefs in the NTR tag were so aligned, it could even be assumed they developed the interest together. Everything was made better by the story, Akira believed. The specific story Chizuru spoke of was one of great interest to him as well ─ not to mention a hentai series he was familiar with. "Ajisai no Chiru Koro ni? That one was really good. My favorite might be between that, Ane wa Yanmama Junyuu-chuu and... Actually, the list is just going to keep going from there. There's even a newer one with a cosplaying MILF I've been meaning to finish," Akira explained. He initially thought the list would contain two or three series, but five now seemed to be the minimum in his mind. Another thing of great interest for Akira was the very same doctor Chizuru soon spoke of. She talked about shooting a shot with a grenade launcher, and just as she said earlier... Akira's dick confirmed his agreement of the clause before he even spoke. "She needs carpet bombing," he countered. Upon speaking those words, Akira had another, technically related thought ─ one that involved 'carpet bombing' the doctor in a more deviant way. Luckily, he didn't even have to shake that thought off. It wasn't even a necessary plan since any thought Akira had was immediately overshadowed by Chizuru's next actions. The suggestion that they be 'freaky friends' as she put it was made just before a pivotal moment in a growing relationship. So casually had she been stroking his member during this whole conversation. That lubricated cock was lapped at before Chizuru licked her lips, all while continuing the motions of her hand. The sight and feeling combined as an assault on Akira's sense of touch and mental stability. Which self was he even going to be in a few moments? He didn't know, but he did realize there was already an extra bead of fluids rising out of his urethra. "Freaky friends... Doesn't sound like a bad idea. Isn't this a weird time though? There isn't much I can do with less than half of my limbs and a busted ribcage. . ."

Outside that bathroom door, Shota's elation was growing yet again. He heard Mitsuki say she'd tell him if he wanted to know. This was the sort of attitude he'd been waiting for! Obviously it just needed some time for the mind-break to set in properly. Maybe he was doing better than he thought; he didn't even have to fuck her yet! Ah, what did she have to say? No... there was something else before the speech came. It sounded like there was gagging blended into the moans he heard. Perhaps Mitsuki had a dildo hidden in the bathroom, and was now training her throat to better receive his oversized cock? Yes, that made sense. She was surely imagining his great girth and length while toying with herself, as she herself admitted in the following moments. Shota had already started stroking himself while hearing those magnificent words. "I knew you'd come around, Chigucchi! I'll be careful not to break you, but you can't just keep me waiting too long♥~" he said. All the while, Ajax was still holding it together... just barely. He had his own response to the words of Mitsuki, in addition to a visible sense of pride when seeing her tenacity and progress. "I've got a better idea," he whispered, taking the 'shoulder devil' role a step further than before. "You tell me what you really want. Right now. And I promise I'll make sure I do break you♥~" he vowed as his cock swelled against the active tongue of Mitsuki, hardly fending off its own desire to explore the depths of her throat in one way or another.

[Apollymi]

"That's the one..." Chizuru slipped in her agreement without fail. It seemed there was quite the list of potential NTR based tags with the kind of story that both of these individuals could appreciate. Chizuru made a mental note of them while continuing her work on his cock. Just the same it would seem that there was one on the list he hadn't seen yet but was on tap for watching. "Eh, which MILF one, the one with the hot neighbor who ends up actually cosplaying with the legitimately terrible husband or the one at a karaoke bar?" she wondered immediately. She'd actually watched both of those, almost purely for the story. There were many oddities this pair shared including both of them being absolutely degenerate. Along those same lines of thought there was the matter of Akira's doctor who was... oddly enough right outside the door. She'd been preparing to go in but heard a conversation that concerned her and thus stopped. Her eyes widening as she heard the girl who'd chatted with her and left her dessert casually speaking on her attractiveness and 'shooting a shot' at her. "Carpet bombing? Yeah, I could see it... it'd be pretty hot!~" Chizuru confirmed. All the while this particular doctor could only scoff. She'd gotten all she needed for the purpose of blackmailing the lad later, she'd be staying out of this directly. 'The hell is wrong with people these days...' she muttered to herself before going to do paperwork that would keep this lad from being bothered for the rest of the night lest she have to do even more work on her double shift. Moving on from that, there was the statement about them being freaky friends as Chizuru began to blow a guy in his hospital bed properly for a few moments. Was it weird timing and he was all basically broken? Yes! Would that be stopping Chizuru? No. "Eh, I know all about that, but I'm pretty light and I did my yoga this morning. I can hop on top and do most of the work, and you can make it up to me when you're back in peak condition~" Chizuru said in full seriousness. "Besides, I have an event I can't miss and I need to make sure I pin you down, so when I send you updates and pictures you're a throbbing mess. That way you're all over me when I pop back up after a couple of days, or you find some relief and then I come back and make sure you remember where it really is. You know, normal freaky friendly stuff~" she mused as if it was a reasonable idea to have sex with this lad just to lock in their friendship, as she defined it. Those motions of hers continued all the while, licking drooling, stroking as if she fully intended to help this lad work out his pent up stress before she hopped on his cock for a ride during her stay in this hospital room with him.

At the same time, Mitsuki had two different men in her hotel room one of them with a very skewed view of what was happening here. Kakihara Shota couldn't know that she was currently trying her best to down a different man's cock and made him as happy as he was making her. Beyond that the man in question was being so forthright and so deviant while being smooth that she was coming undone just at the thought of him. Her enhanced state of desire would only be continuing even as she had to actively ignore the lad outside. Another gag occurred initially from her processing Shtoa's words. He'd only rubbed his meat against her rear and put it in her mouth... it was far from being impressive enough to warrant the things she'd just said. Ah, but once again, Ajax was there and ready with himself as the distraction. She felt his cock swelling against her tongue and she continued to molest it even as she took it back. Tell him what she wanted and he would make sure to break her? That sounded fantastic! What did she really want? Well, though she might not have had the same kind of outward expression as others, she continued to move her hand around his cock while moving her tongue around the tip. "I want to finish this shower and then have Daddy slide it all the way in me. I'm wet enough and I wanna know how it feels inside~" she said. Somehow it was the truth, shower in so many words was a reference to the release of his cock, which strangely enough hadn't really left her mouth at all. Even while she held the idea that she wasn't a fan of having semen in her mouth she was prepared beyond all reason to take him into her. And finish as their dirty conversation started.

[Bloodedge]

Upon mentioning a hentai of the relevant tag featuring a MILF as its star, Akira was presented more questioning. It seemed Chizuru knew of two recent titles that fit the bill. Akira was more familiar with one than the other, so he could only make an assumption. "I think the second one? I've seen the one that found out her husband's 'business trip' was just him going out to take pictures of lewd cosplayers. I hoped that one would show his perspective for an episode, just to see how he built his collection," he explained. In recent times, he'd been watching a broader spectrum of deviant series, so Akira hadn't bothered with those two similar shows back-to-back. He had half a mind to try making one of his own, though. Even with Chizuru's hand and mouth keeping his cock busy at the time, their discussion about his doctor continued with some very colorful mental imagery. "I can almost feel it. That'd be one of the best things to see," he said. In that moment, Akira's gaze averted from Chizuru for just a moment. He looked in the direction of the door, seeming slightly more alert. Was that the topic of their conversation right outside? It could have been, but it equally could have been a random passerby. No matter. The most important matter Akira could address at the moment was his lack of ability to perform. Apparently though, Chizuru didn't care. What she wanted was to establish her own position in a hierarchy that hardly existed. If she wanted him all over her after whatever event she had planned, sex wasn't a requirement by any means... but he certainly wasn't going to turn it down. Strange though, was Chizuru's mention of his throbbing after receiving intended updates. What the hell did she intend to send him? What was she even doing? "Hn─! What kind of event do you have that involves that sort of... update?" he wondered, suffering a momentary hiccup as Chizuru's tongue discovered his glans in a particularly sensitive moment.

Across realities, there would be more confusion and more excitement. On Shota's end however, what should have been confusion... was cause for excitement. The way Mitsuki spoke was everything he wanted from the earlier part of their interaction. He heard her sucking what he assumed to be a dildo or some other phallic placeholder. He heard a semblance of moans and stroked himself more furiously by the moment, all while Mitsuki herself was putting forth more effort on a far realer tool. After her comment about a shower's completion and what she wanted afterwards, both males had similar thoughts. Shota figured Mitsuki managed to hype herself up enough for him, while Ajax knew she was falling into a deep pit from which she'd never return. "What kind of shower are you talking about?" Both Ajax and Shota spoke those same words at the same time, but something was a bit different between the two. Shota's tone seemed almost whiny in comparison to the calm, expectant and almost arrogant tone of Ajax. In fact, it would seem Ajax already knew the answer to his question...while Shota seemed to be dropping hints instead.

[Apollymi]

A conversation about hentai in such a candid way, wasn't something that Chizuru got the chance to participate in often. As such, she found herself easily keeping it up even while she was busying herself with Akira's cock and playing defense as she did so. "Ah, I got ya'. It's a decent watch but you don't normally get that kind of depth from hentai. If you want to see complicated relationships like that... you might have to branch out a bit," Chizuru confirmed. Ah, but that wasn't the only conversation going on either, no... this pair of individuals was also discussing the potential of the lad's doctor. and Chizuru was getting a feel for his interest in such a thing even through his cock. "Gonna have to work on a different angle to get one like that to agree... definitely be worth it though~" Chizuru concluded. If he managed something like that... it'd be well worth the discussion afterwards. As she kept it up, a little noise escaped the lad as he questioned the sort of event she had to attend and why she'd be sending updates. She grinned. "Oh, I didn't say? Aside from using school as a stage for my nerd otaku life. I am also a cosplayer. I work at a cosplay cafe normally but I also wear the face that made me famous and sell pictures, roms and autographs, sometimes lewd. I am the face of a character in one of those popular multi-tier Aeons works. My online presence is pretty big, so I do the conventions as part of fan interaction~" she explained of her general ideologies and her own technically work. Once that little hiccup occurred though, she'd continue prodding at the slit in the top of his cock with her tongue. She drooled more and allowed her extra slickening for the continued stroking of that cock. Why wouldn't she, the offer of a hand didn't come from a place of discomfort, and now that it was all covered in her spit it was practically clean too.

Meanwhile across realities, Mitsuki was busy being talked into saying more than she normally would. Well, that wasn't exactly true, she was willing to talk to Ajax more than most people, even in the oddly dirty way. She'd taken too many steps towards trying him out properly to step back for a bit of shame. Even so, the constant speech of Shota this time blended with the voice of Ajax. Weird, they were saying the exact same thing, but somehow, Ajax sounded more sure confident. The words of Shota seemed to imply his desire to hear, but not from a place of understanding but instead as a point of petulance. Ah, but she wasn't answering to Shota, she was answering to Ajax, if she'd wanted to waste more time thinking, she might have found it weird that two people could say the same words, but have their meanings interpreted so differently. "Daddy's milk shower~" she explained in just three words ones she wouldn't have normally said but that fell right out of her face as she continued stroking his cock and lavishing it with strokes of her tongue while also managing to just about get herself to the brink of orgasm with her fingers.

[Bloodedge]

Akira did have to expand his horizons a bit. He was the sort who kept a limited number of websites on tab, rarely exploring additional options to avoid overworking one of his more tech-savvy comrades with help requests from his own sketchy searching. He wasn't at a total loss, though. "I've seen a good few like that. Another newish one is that series with the idol and her neighbor who got caught masturbating to each other. It's a shame the second part got delayed indefinitely..." Akira complained lightly. Two things were a shame, it seemed. One of the hentai series with great potential may never see a second episode/chapter, and moreover... the idea of making a move on his doctor and failing was a shame in its own right. He'd definitely have to try some sort of special approach, but now wasn't the time to think of what. "I'll give it some thought," he said. From there, Akira would learn of Chizuru's profession, hobby and apparent fame. Mention of the Aeons and their works would be understood by a great many people across the world, but... what character was her face responsible for? He couldn't see it. Whether due to the stimulation he was subjected to, or the effectiveness of Chizuru's cosplay, nothing he saw in her face was connecting to a character he knew. "What character from Aeon productions are you?" he asked before stumbling back to a nearly-lost thought. "Wait... you have lewd ROMs? And this is my first time hearing about it?"

Speaking of someone's first time hearing something, Shota was hearing the type of request he'd been wanting from Mitsuki all day... and Ajax was hearing them pass her lips for the first time, but only from her perspective. To begin with Shota, his elation peaked first. Hearing that specific request had him holding his cock with a vice grip and spilling his seed onto the suite floor accidentally. He didn't think she had that sort of thing in her. Ah, but surely he'd soon be able to carry what dribbled onto his hand into the bathroom for a personal 'cleaning' from Mitsuki. "Huah! Holy shit, Chigucchi! You made me spill it. How about I come in there now and you help me get it clean so I can handle your problem?" he asked in a leading manner. At the same time however, there was another spillage taking place. Ajax was seemingly content to let Mitsuki handle the acquisition of her 'shower'. While Shota rambled, Mitsuki was pumping a shaft and licking a head that produced, surprisingly enough, a full shower of gleaming white fluid. The taste she'd been curious about before was that of horchata. As that spray coated the girl more effectively than even the running shower could, Ajax was still staring down at her face. "Enjoy. And when you're done... bend over and open up for me♥~"

[Apollymi]

Chizuru was hearing about something she'd consider a very interesting hentai. "Adding it to the list!~" she proclaimed. Nothing would keep her from an interesting story, not even if it wasn't being continued. It was how she, and many others fell into a certain trap when related to their media consumption. But that was only a little bit of a shame, for now, she was having more fun teasing Akira's dick and making sure that it stayed wet while she stroked it towards what she assumed would be its eventual end. She was right to skip arms today, she'd been using them quite a bit already. Moving on from that though, it seemed that Akira would be giving thought to his potential seduction of his doctor, she found that to be good, it'd be a story worth hearing if he pulled it off. "Good good, I can't wait to hear all about it~" she claimed in absolute truth. And then there was the matter of her job and the constant struggle being presented by the lad in front of her. He couldn't tell what character she was, then she'd done a great job of making it different enough from her base self. "Ehehe~ You really don't know... that's fun!~ Well, you still may not even if I give her name, but it's Kairos Parthenopaeus. You know from Kingdom Hearts~" she said with a smirk. She'd become one of the main characters in a series when she was a bit younger but that didn't stop her from basically using that as a way to propel her own career. "Under the cosplayer name of ~Hanabi*Sparkle~" she explained. "I don't know how familiar you are with the cosplay scene so that might not mean anything to you~" she clarified. But he'd spilled the beans to her, a bit of equivalent exchange wouldn't be a problem. "Ehehehe~ Of course it's the first time you're hearing about it. It isn't the sort of thing you open with... I was planning on leaving one in your stuff one day, but you know how plans get interrupted. Speaking of, I can catch a load any time you know... I figured it'd work as my dessert today~" she mentioned. Remembering a time when she'd planned on slipping one into his bag but had been cornered by Mami and her posse of bullies instead. The whole lot of them thinking she was just some pervert who had such a thing in her bag, without realizing it was her pictured on the cover.

At the same time, Mitsuki was having her words answered in a shower of 'milk'. Well, that wasn't exactly true, it was semen but the way it felt against her skin and in her mouth was quite unusual. She'd not expected her words to cause something so explosive, but with it shooting out she'd closed her eyes and been sprayed in her still open mouth. She normally didn't go for something like that, but before she could spit it out, she actually processed the taste and texture of it. It slipped down her throat, and her own loins gushed just a bit as she felt the minor tingle of an orgasm as she tasted this new taste. It was rice, nuts, cinnamon and something quite smooth and milky. It was... "Why is that.. delicious. Not sticky, or gross or anything... wow! That's really different..." she murmured softly while seeming to inspect Ajax's cock trying to figure out where he'd gotten so much from but also licking her lips to avoid losing all of it as the water tried to wash it away. Ah, but he wouldn't be leaving her without hearing his voice, and it seemed to almost drown out the words spoken by Shota. He'd claimed she should enjoy her milk and then stand and bend over for him... well there was only one way to answer such a direct flirt from Ajax and it'd be done without much thought about who else would hear and how they'd respond. "Yes, Daddy!~" she chimed, while licking the remainder from the tip of his cock. She'd rise from her knees and turn herself towards the shower head. Still, she'd be drinking down that deliciousness while water sprayed clean her upper body. It was almost a shame she couldn't catch it all in her mouth. She didn't expect to have such a thought, but in the case of Ajax, she truly did enjoy drinking down what his body spilled. What was more she even reached behind herself initially to make sure her still moist folds were open enough to slip into. No care was mentioned for a condom or anything else. She truly just wanted to get started.

[Bloodedge]

Rare though it was, there were some moments in which the average human could see into the future. Akira had such a moment today as he saw a vision of cooperate hentai-watching with Chizuru, like a destiny he was now bound to. Supposing that was a future he didn't mind walking into, Akira had nothing to say about the mental image. He did however, have something to say about the revelation soon to come when Chizuru spoke again. As a face the enigmatic Aeons themselves chose to use, Chizuru could have been featured in a great many series. The specific one she'd worked with them for was something well-known as an old fan favorite: the presumed lead female of Kingdom Hearts. "... Really?" In that moment, Akira performed some mental gymnastics. He aged Chizuru down by a few years, slapped some twin tails on her head and slid some imaginary clownesque makeup onto her face. Knowing what he was trying to produce, he could see it... but... "Definitely not. I'll never believe you without proof," he asserted, even if he did actually believe her words. "Wait, does that mean you have an OnlyFans?" he asked after an additional moment of thought. Akira was sure he'd seen that username online somewhere. As for her apparent ability/willingness to 'catch a load' at any time, the notion received an immediate response from Akira's cock... and a follow-up from his mouth. "Uh... are you sure about that? I don't doubt you, but I've been pent-up in here for another reason. And there's the being pent-up part on top of that."

While Shota was outside the bathroom gathering spunk on the backs of his fingers, Mitsuki was gathering portions of the spilt bucket from her own face. As was always the case, she questioned the veritable delicacy gracing her taste buds, and even licked the remainder from his tip when agreeing to his demands. Of course, Shota heard that outburst specifically and took it as an invitation. He'd take just a few more moments, since one hand held his phone and the other was covered in semen. Ajax was free to progress at a pace that matched Mitsuki's, however. "It's delicious because you deserve it," he said simply. Those words were truer than he'd let on. Had Mitsuki not been capable of spiritual ascension, she wouldn't have even tasted the quality of mana he limited himself to here and now. It seemed she still suffered from a bit of 'Wrath' during his ejaculation, though... unless she simply got off by fellating him; that was always possible. Whatever the case, Ajax was soon looking down at the better side of Mitsuki's lower half again, keeping a stiff rod at the ready for any forward movement while she spread her wet folds. In that moment, Ajax felt like antagonizing a bit more. "Oya? Aren't you going to demand a condom? Trying to trap me into taking responsibility, or...?" he asked while his cock teasingly rubbed between Mitsuki's cheeks. All the while, Shota was fumbling his way around the doorknob and trying to avoid ruining his recording... and the hand he intended to treat Mitsuki to in a few moments. "As you like, Chigucchi! I'm coming in. You'll hear that again soon♥~" he said just as the door began opening.

[Apollymi]

Akira wasn't the only one who could see that future. Chizuru could see herself easily enjoying a bit of hentai with Akira at her side while they critiqued the story and got off in whatever way they felt like at the same time. It was such a good idea that she would definitely be keeping it up for later. Ah but that didn't matter right now, while she gave what she would have called a 'wet hand job' they discussed the usage of her face by an enigmatic pair of writers. A grin crossed Chizuru's face as he claimed he wouldn't believe her without proof. "Eh? I guess you want that ROM I was planning to slip you for confirmation purposes~" she said with a cheeky grin. As for the nature of her online presence, she'd flick her tongue over his cock again and then nod, "Yeah, under that same name. It's about to get an overhaul though. Another little trade secret just between us~" she murmured softly. "The reason I have to attend this one, is because I'm debuting the time skip Kairos. New design, new outfit, new makeup the whole shebang~ I'd planned to invite you before all this and work it into my confession but now you're going to get the behind the scenes part~" she explained of her original plan and now her modified one. As for the rest of his statement she couldn't help but chuckle, "Jokes on you, I don't care how pent up you are. I brought some attire changes along with the stuff. And I like to swallow so go ahead, cum on my face and tits, I know you want to~" she commented almost like she knew the truth of her statement was absolute.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was finding out that the man before her tasted good simply because she deserved it. "Praise me more~" that confidence of Mitsuki's resurged in a very specific way, but that made the most sense. She had that little bit of extra put into her mouth. She'd take that as she stood, so caught up in Ajax that she couldn't spare a thought for anything else. No she was presenting herself with an arched back and her folds were presented. Still, Ajax began to rub himself against her, without entering. What was he saying? She didn't demand a condom? And might be trying to trap him. "Trap? What trap!? No... but like I don't know what kind of condom will fit that... but I am definitely not waiting to find one!" she exclaimed. She'd look back at Ajax pouting gently as her face reddened. "The only thing I want you to take responsibility for is making me this wet!" she clarified. She wasn't a vulgar individual but she was experiencing some very strange feelings currently. She truly wanted to experience what it was like to have this man's cock inside of her, and she'd not be waiting for condoms or protection or even anything else. Somehow her mind told her, that even if she had a baby by this man, it'd be gorgeous and photogenic so there was no harm in it.

[Bloodedge]

Did Akira want the ROM Chizuru planned to slip into his possession? Absolutely! He wanted the ROM and anything else even remotely similar to it. Akira nodded as furiously as he could to agree, but then... there was something else worth agreeing to. Apparently, Chizuru did have an OnlyFans account under that same online identity. Akira could only wonder what sort of content she had to offer, and more importantly... "Price? Content type?" Yes, he'd be looking into that at his earliest convenience. If there was to be an overhaul, he wanted to see everything possible before the change ─ even if it required searching and subscribing from his phone with a single hand. Moving on, the convention Chizuru had to attend was for the sake of her character's new look debut. Akira suddenly lamented his current situation; a convention hookup would have been possible otherwise. "That's a shame. Already cucked because of Truck-chan. I'll have to catch the next one," he said. With that, Akira had to provide a warning about his expulsion's quantity and all dangers it presented. In the face of that, Chizuru showed... blatant disregard. No, it was something far more intense than that. She had a change of clothes, she liked to swallow, and she wanted his load on her face and chest. Akira didn't have a version of himself made for such boldness. Stunned wide-eyed, he felt something almost compulsory calling out to his balls... and with a few more strokes from Chizuru's hand, his hips were lightly jerking. Those jerks reached an eventual crux that resulted in an explosion like that of an overfilled water balloon onto Chizuru's face ─ one sure to cascade and ooze onto her breasts and even potentially ruin the sweater she came with... and Akira's sheets and gown to boot. He could only hope that wasn't the doctor he heard passing by earlier, as the gurgled moan rising through his throat probably reached the hall with great ease.

Sadly for Shota, there were some sounds not quite reaching him as he entered the bathroom. In truth, Ajax was ensuring a bit of censorship was applied. To sweeten the scene a bit, he couldn't let the fool catch on too early. "If I praise you too much, you'll never have the time or will to leave my side. We don't want that, do we?" Ajax asked when further praise was ordered. All Shota heard was something about a trap, and something about... not waiting for a condom? What an interesting turnaround! He'd been planning to slip that stupid thing off at some point during their session anyway. Ajax, however, never intended to try wearing one. "If you insist, Chigucchi! I knew you'd want it the best way possible. Are you sure you can take it raw?" Shota asked. Alas, Ajax was already leaning against Mitsuki's back to whisper into her ear. "I'll always take responsibility for that, Girlie... but don't forget I'm on your orders here. I'll only do exactly what you say I can do. Treat it like a deal with the devil, since you're already making it hard for me to avoid breeding you~" he teased, ending whispered words with a gentle breath into Mitsuki's ear. With that, his erection was placed directly against her entrance, already threatening to stretch it to openness without so much as a thrust occurring.

[Apollymi]

Akira definitely wanted that ROM and Chizuru would leave it for him. It would seem that there were quite a few things he could say, but the first thing out his mouth while she continued to stroke his cock was about the nature of her OnlyFans. She could explain it pretty easily and would be doing so without much extra thought, "My OnlyFans page is free... Casual Cosplays to tasteful lewds, peekaboo shots and that sort of thing..." she explained. "I charge for the ROM equivalent distasteful lewds, sex acts with objects and that sort of thing. Anywhere between 3500 and 7500 yen depending on the craziness of the content and what I had to go through to get it. I do special freebie releases for my Birthday and New Years..." she said. Her content wasn't super expensive and if you just needed light spank bank material it was mostly free. "You should definitely catch the next one. Convention Season is picking up and I would be more than happy to Cosplay something special for you~" she said offering the man a playful wink as she continued her work. Now what else would be done? Well, she'd explained her feelings surrounding his ejaculation and how she wished to take it. She was used to a certain amount of semen and the like but was more than a little surprised by the waterbaloon burst which filled her mouth, soaked her face and dripped down into her the space between her breasts. She swallowed down the bulk of what was in her mouth and opened her eyes to stare up at him. "Oh, so you really meant that... you know, I was thinking about some special case pov actual sex for my next few, you wanna be faceless protag-kun? A load like that would be great for the camera~" she said seemingly bemused. "And it tasted really good. I'll definitely keep doing that, for fun~" she claimed as she leaned back over to remove the rest from the tip of his dick. A few moments of moving it around on her tongue and she was sure it tasted like cranberries or something like that. Maybe he'd been drinking a lot of juice? Whatever the case, she showed her tongue to the lad with a heart made of his cum on it and winked at him.

Meanwhile, Shota was entering into a bathroom where he wasn't actually needed or wanted by the inhabitant who had his focus. "Don't be too hasty. I could want that... everyone enjoys a photographer..." she stated sincerely. She might not have thought this man needed her, but she couldn't see herself turning down an opportunity to keep him company. Whatever was said by Shota would be lost on Mitsuki. She was too busy, feeling the weight of Ajax against her back and feeling him between her folds. He was speaking directly in her ear, and it was drowning everything else out. For Mitsuki there was nothing more worth her attention in the moment than Ajax, and he was worth every risk and every bit of potential bad for the moments of good she could feel him providing. Ah but what was he saying, she should treat this encounter like a deal with the devil, he'd only do exactly what she asked because he was having problems avoiding breeding her? Why was that exciting as a thought? "Eeep~ Put it all the way in slowly and then keep giving it to me until I can't take anymore and leave me full of Daddy Milk~" she expressed her desires as clearly as they came to her. She wanted a complete experience from strt to finish no barriers, no caution, just fun and sex in the hotel shower.

[Bloodedge]

The interest Akira had in this girl's OnlyFans profile was incredibly high. To this point, he hadn't listened to anything so intently before this. With the page itself being free to subscribe to, he was going to join at his earliest convenience to see the risque shots she was talking about. Given the maximum price of paid content, he was already calculating the amount he could get as well. Alas, hospital bills were going to be a wrench in that plan. "I... need to get a job. Is there hardcore?" he wondered. Chizuru mentioned sex acts with objects and the like, but he did wonder if there was any human interaction on the account. Akira hadn't even considered things from any perspective but that of a web-searching deviant. Such was so true, he had an immediate response to the idea of Chizuru cosplaying something for him. "Akaru Chiyo. Special post-battle skin," he said firmly. That particular character was arguably his favorite in the video game version of Air Gear; he'd once gone broke investing in it. Speaking of going broke, he had a very real chance of doing so again due to Chizuru herself. Why? Well, it became an official thought when he saw her confidently receive a massive load to the face and mouth, swallow it, and make it seem enjoyable. There was even the follow-up offer of being the faceless protagonist in one of her works, and a mention that she'd keep going... for fun. Akira's erection already wasn't going anywhere, but that line of thought seemed to make it... even harder? Yes, certainly so ─ especially given the flash of a heart-shaped glob of semen on her extended tongue after she claimed the extra. "I─uh. What just happened? Can I rewind? I'll do whatever," he babbled, seeming to have failed at completing multiple thoughts in the process.

According to Mitsuki, the idea of sticking around as his photographer was appealing. As he pressed gently against her back and looked down her body, Ajax had a very different thought in mind. "I could take a photographer, but I think you'd make a better model," he argued. None of that exchange was allowed to reach Shota's ears or his recording, thanks to a little magical interference. Everyone in that bathroom would hear Mitsuki's last statement though. What Shota heard had him stunned silent and working with renewed virility. Alas, those words were meant for Ajax, and what he took from them was something equally precise in meaning... yet far realer than anything Shota could imagine. "Atta girl, Chigucchi! You still messing with a dildo in there? Let's see that desperate look on your face," Shota said while reaching out to expose the front of the shower. He had to get this initial moment on video. Whatever he saw would not include Ajax at all, as the taller male had already straightened his posture to take hold of Mitsuki's hips. She wanted it inserted slowly, so slowly she'd get. While space between shower curtain and wall were spreading, so too was the gap between Mitsuki's folds. Those who'd yet to awaken were always interesting to enter, he thought. Slowness was all but mandatory, as penetration was akin to stuffing a whale into the body of a guppy ─ it took a great deal of patience and an even greater amount of magic to manage.

[Apollymi]

Akira was busy, planning to get a job to afford the content which was available on Chizuru's OnlyFans page. She couldn't help but chuckle at the enthusiasm but also think about the reality of the situation a bit more. "I mean, if you want to subscribe I wouldn't care, but why would I charge you for lewds and nudes?" she questioned directly. No, it would be far too easy to provide him with both a personal collection and easy access to a few of her former hard drives that she kept safe. What was more, she offered him the ideal of a special cosplay and his retort was immediate, "Sou ka, really liked that one huh? Adding double sided tape to the list, the jumpsuit version barely stays in place to start with... still done deal~" she expressed without any hesitation herself. That particular one was a skin in game, she definitely had the ability to dig out that particular version though she never much saw the point of it, before a situation like this one. Ah, at the end of it all there was an explosion and babbling, as Akira tried and failed to pull himself together post his orgasm. What was more his cock didn't seem to be losing stiffness at all. "I thought the moment after nutting was supposed to clarify things for you~" she teased as she'd been doing this entire time. "You received a wet-hand job. I received, a water balloon worth of tasty cum. You just volunteered to be ridden and I just volunteered for a costume change~" she expressed to clarify the situation. Well, they did need to close the door and make sure nothing odd happened. With this in mind Chizuru would be slipping out of bed and grabbing her bag. Quietly would she be slipping over to the door to shut and lock it before moving that privacy divider between her and the bathroom door, lest she ruin the surprise of her outfit change. She'd then head over to the bathroom he had attached to his room to change. Such a thing would take only a moment or two and would have her slipped into one of those skintight nursing dresses with the buttons up the front and slipping into a pair of white thigh highs and a matching thong for that instead. At the same time she'd be placing her hair under that cap with the little cross on it. And it would be like this with an extra large condom between her teeth that she'd emerge and slip back into the foot of his bed crawling up between his legs to once again occupy the space between them. "Ready, for your examination?" she asked.

Ajax thought Mitsuki would make a better model than a photographer. That was interesting, she thought herself to be rather cute but if this man wanted pictures of her, he could have them... of this she was certain. "I mean, if you want that's fine with me too..." she managed a bit of a blushing mess she always seemed to become when the praise and compliments came in. Soon after though, some very specific sentences had been spoken and Mitsuki was readying herself for the best moment of her life. Soon enough, Ajax's hands were on her hips and his posture was straightening. That slow push had began and her hands were against the wall of the shower flat at first as her face flushed. Only to rather suddenly have a burst of cold air hit in as she was exposed in her form in this small section of the shower. "EEEP! WHEN DID YOU GET HERE!?" she exclaimed all the while that deep push was happening in such a way as to make her body soften. Her loins aimed to accept but she definitely didn't have the spare time for Shota or his antics as the feeling of being stretched beyond all reason was way more immediately pressing. Yes, there was desperation on her face, but it was a desperate desire for the annoyance that was Kakihara Shota to disappear so she could enjoy herself.

[Bloodedge]

Why would Chizuru charge him for lewd and nude things? Now that Akira had a moment to think about it, having to pay for her products didn't make much sense if they were going to be so involved with each other. "Oh. I wasn't thinking. I just jumped the gun and made an assumption," he admitted. There were too many things on Akira's mind for true sense to be made at the time. One such thing was the visual of Akaru Chiyo's specific skin, which Chizuru presumed he was really into after the noteworthy speed of his reply. "I... pulled her Regalia to V.7 in the game so she'd be usable forever..." he said. An Akira with a hard dick was not to be trusted with money. As for the known effect called post-nut clarity, well... he did realize something related to the topic of making OnlyFans purchases. "It did clarify things. For example, what if I wanted something really, really degenerate. Prostitution tags are rare but good. I could be a pay pig," he said with an affirmative nod. With that, Chizuru was on the move, shutting the door and moving the divider into his line of sight. Whatever costume change she had planned was worth a thousand mental images with no knowledge of what it would be. As such, those moments she spent changing were full of thought on Akira's part. Was it the cosplay she was talking about earlier? Did she have some sort of special, revealing lingerie to show? Maybe she was going to reveal herself in nothing but whipped cream undergarments and call herself dessert after the earlier meal? By the end of his wait, Akira found that none of those things were true... but what Chizuru did decide was something equally degenerate, even if more reserved than his thoughts in a technical sense. She didn't look like any real form of nurse like that, but she did look like exactly the sort he wanted ─ and with a condom prepped during her approach to boot. Was Akira ready for an examination? The gulp in his throat and expansion of his erection said he was ready for surgery! "Ready for experimentati─examination!" he announced, having to correct himself mid-word.

In the meantime, Shota was in the process of having his assumptions corrected ─ though he had no reason to grasp the truth of things just yet. Once he slid that shower curtain open to view Mitsuki's face, he and his camera saw the most interesting expression... followed by the most confusing one yet. How did she question his arrival? Surely she didn't realize he'd already gotten so close; that made sense. "Hah? Getting too riled up by the thought alone, Chigucchi? Don't worry; I'm here to fix your problem♥~" he vowed. At the same time, however, Ajax was actually going to work. It seemed Mitsuki retained some ability to rationalize the space around her. She was one of the enigmatic types as a magical entity, he supposed. With that in mind, he had to keep the fun alive with another touch of magical influence. Deeper and deeper into Mitsuki's hole he went, delivering magical density alongside unrivaled physical firmness. He figured starting the process of drowning her soul would leave her less concerned about Shota's presence or anything he said, at least until she started processing properly. It shouldn't be enough to endanger the girl by Ajax's approximation anyway. Ah, but he had to top it off with something extra. Words that weren't spoken by Ajax's mouth at all would be delivered unto Mitsuki as if they were. "You're not getting distracted over there, are you? If that's how you're going to be, I'll go deep enough to split you in half. Focus, Girlie~" he urged while encroaching upon Mitsuki's cervix bit by bit.

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Akira had just made an assumption. Ah, well... that was fine, but Chizuru saw them as a being a bit to well-connected to each other for the standard fare she was charging the general degenerate crowd that followed her OnlyFans page. Well, that was fine, she'd provide him most content for free but that didn't mean she was unreasonable about things. Speaking of unreasonable, the lad admitted to purchasing the V7 version of a character in one of the Aeon's Gacha games. "I'm not really into the gachas though starting the Kingdom Hearts one is on the list because of a fan request. But even I know that cost you a pretty penny~" she said seeming to be amused by it. But what of the rest? Apparently, he was into a lesser known tag like prostitution and could be a pay pig, one who paid their money in exchange for sexual services or demeaning speech. "Oh? That's quite the dirty, disgusting thing you want. Filthy pervert..." she said seemingly in all seriousness. "Jokes on you, I'm into that shit... so if you want to pay for something make sure it's special request~ I'll make sure to answer it for you. And make a real show out of it~" she explained with a wicked grin. Her sex life was getting ever more exciting by the moment, and it would only be getting better as she delved into debauchery with Akira. Speaking of, she'd changed clothes rather easily and set them up for a nice free hour or two of time to spend together. Whatever extra thoughts the lad was having about potential attire, she'd logged most of them away for the future, when he could move properly and she could get a really good reaction out of him. For now, it seemed she'd chosen right for the kind of situation she wanted to present him. His dick was obviously appreciative and the stumble in his words had her chuckling just a bit. "Oh? I guess I'm adding naughty scientist to the list~" she claimed. "For now though, thanks for being such a reasonable patient~" she mentioned. She'd rip that condom with her teeth opening it and sliding it the right way round into her mouth. Subsequently, she'd use her mouth and tongue to apply it down the length of his shaft before finishing the crawl into his lap. The entire time those buttons at the top of her blouse were coming undone and her skirt was pushing up allowing that white thong to become visible. That disheveled look was obviously something he was into, so she was fine to make sure she'd be physically appealing. She thought to position herself a specific way to avoid incidentally putting too much weight on his bruised ribs, and broken limbs. This would end with her putting herself in position to mount him, with her feet up near his shoulders and her arms extended behind him. She did offter to take most of this onto herself, it'd also give him a very specific view of her body, all the way up.

In the meantime, Shota showing up in the bathroom was far from ideal for Mitsuki. She was content to only explore and be explored by Ajax. His appearance was random and unwanted. Of course it was distracting but she couldn't find the ability to process his words while her body was being entered by something so massive it was taking her breath away. Hell by the time Shota finished talking Mitsuki was too busy struggling against a pressure she couldn't fathom to focus on his words. So of course, her answers would be for Ajax as she felt the pressure going deeper and deeper into her body reaching towards the end of her. "What do you mean, it already feels like you're splitting me in half. And I am focused, Daddy!~" she almost whined but the truth of the matter was, those flat palms had started to claw at the wall the further she was pressed into. Her hips had started to gently shift as if she was encouraging Ajax's forward movement and with his voice, she could mostly drown out the rest. In fact, she didn't make the conscious decision to ignore Shota, she figured he'd know he was being ignored and go away... that was what sensible people did. She didn't invite him into this bathroom anyway, the door was shut this implied a desire for privacy. Surely he'd take those hints for what they were and disappear.

[Bloodedge]

The list of things Akira was willing to do for deviance was longer than his own hopes and dreams. In fact, he was immediately wondering what sort of fan request involved Chizuru playing Kingdom Hearts' gacha game... and whether it was also of a deviant variety or not. "Sexy Kingdom Hearts playthrough?" he questioned with no forethought whatsoever. As for his willingness to be a pay pig, Chizuru immediately shared some demeaning words ─ words that only made him throb more due to the tone used. Of course, things only intensified when she agreed to his idea. It took no effort at all for Akira to figure out what kind of content he wanted to order. "I have a list that starts with shibari and bridges with kidnapping and cum vomit to finish at bad end," he admitted openly and quickly. "Value?" he asked. Ah, but that wasn't really in the realm of their discussion; Akira seemed to be on another mental tirade that limited his sense. Said sense wouldn't be coming back either ─ not with Chizuru's departure and return to prepare the most degenerate hospital treatment possible. A condom wrapper was torn with her teeth, only for the item itself to be slid onto Akira's cock with Chizuru's mouth. He didn't know actual people came with that sort of skill, particularly against the sort of size he boasted. Better still, there was more in Chizuru's arsenal. A very appreciable ability to move was utilized to place her feet near his head and her arms away at the other end. The former was about the only thing capable of distracting him from sudden peeks at the body underneath that cosplay, and perhaps functioned as another telltale sign of Akira's preferences. Most interesting to him was Chizuru's ability to maintain that posture without exacerbating any of his injuries... but there was one clear issue. Her body was leaning in the direction of his feet, but his erection was strong enough to be pointing in the direction of his head. Well, he wouldn't have an easy time moving it downward. "So... already, how do I sign up for regular consultations?"

Mitsuki's focus on Shota was taken with relative ease, luckily for the lad in question. He wouldn't have much to be suspicious of just yet, but Mitsuki's eventual words toward Ajax did result in some questions. He naturally interpreted her words as a response to him, but that didn't align to anything he'd said. Was she maybe too immersed in her masturbation to hear him properly? That had to be the case. Mention of it already feeling like she was being split in half had to be a matter of the anticipation talking. "I can tell you're focused, but it's a little early to talk about being split in half. Anyway, daddy Shota brought some of that milk you wanted. Want a taste?" he asked. Alas, Ajax was reaching Mitsuki's cervix at the time. What Shota could never understand was the power and irresistible nature of a massive soul. "Looks like the end of the line. Or is it? I could actually split you right now, but... it's your call. Interested?" he asked through lips that didn't move or produce any actual sound. "Though if you say yes, you'll probably be a slave to my desires forever. Fair warning♥~"

[Apollymi]

It seemed that what Akira wanted to know, was if her Kingdom Hearts playthrough was to be sexy. She chuckled, "Eh, something like that... the gacha one is apparently an Otome nightmare for those trying to romance Kairos or Sion. I am to do a blind playthrough and for every time I fail a romance option... I'm supposed to be taking progressively larger dildos... it's supposed to be a long stream... in a week or so~" she explained the plan and how it was supposed to work. Whether it was actually difficult to romance a made up version of herself or not, wasn't really an issue, it was all about engagement. Beyond that there was quite the admission from Akira, apparently his list of accepted tags was quite long and varied. Ah, but his match was met today... "Oh? you're probably going to love that new Kairos..." she said first and foremost. As for the rest, "Most of the rest of that sounds pretty fucking enticing, I knew you were a filthy fucking freak. But how bad of a bad end, cause while I am down for an all I can think about is cocks break... I am definitely not going the route of the Sacred Code... I probably wouldn't do anything harder than a normal party drug," she explained. There were limits but they were rather, flexible, "For most of that stuff, 50,000 yen would likely be the start... a bump if I am staging things and need to workout for a random acceptable thing or if I have to call in special favors," she said honestly. All the while her body was moving into place, a condom on, her body not harming his own, she was putting herself into position for a rather calm kind of ride that wouldn't further his injuries. Looking up her exposed front he'd see her gently raising herself on one arm while she reached for that cock to angle it towards herself. She'd eventually be using its thickness to push her panties to the side. "Mmm, you can all me any time you like... and I'll have something for you. I even make house calls~" she claimed as if it needed it. With her panties pushed to the side, her soaking wet folds began the processing of swallowing up that sheathed cock and she slowly but surely lowered herself into a more seated position, basically guiding his dick along with her into the position she desired. "This is a lot thicker than I expected... the squeeze is gonna be tight~" she murmured as she bit her own lips. Even the yoga she'd done couldn't have prepared her for the amount of stretching she did for his cock. He really might ruin her as he was larger even than her favorite dildos.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was actually focused but Shota had nothing to do with her. It was far from too early to talk about being split in half considering the progress Ajax was making in her canal. With every bit of space he filled up, her knees began to shake and her hips wobbled. She was feeling a pressure unlike any other in her loins currently and she didn't have space in her processing for Kakihara Shota. No, she was too full, but she could be fuller? With him right at the cusp of her womb, Ajax stopped his motions and explained he could go further but only if she wanted. He had an explanation to give, about her ending up a slave to his whims or something like that, but what did it matter when this wasn't even all he had to offer and she was already squeezing down on his cock like she never wanted it to leave her body. Her hips moved a little naturally desiring more than just that little touch. "No! Push it all the way, break me... if I'm a slave I'll deal with it, I want all of Daddy inside me!~" her mouth opened and words fell out but that was all about the feeling of completion she currently wanted. Mind, body and soul aligned for a filling the likes of which she couldn't fully understand but definitely wanted to risk everything for. There was nothing wrong with this, and an insect like Kakihara Shota could never even understand why she couldn't even be bothered to pay attention to him and his sticky jizz covered hand.

[Bloodedge]

It seemed like every word out of Chizuru's mouth was hand-crafted to gain Akira's interest. Her supposed Kingdom Hearts playthrough was indeed of the sexy variety, with a bit of deviant punishment in place for wrong choices. In a week or so, Akira supposed he had a stream to watch. Hopefully he could convince the doctor and nurses to buzz off for an extended period of time so he could enjoy it properly with some audio. "I hear Sion is supposed to be almost impossible. I have to watch," he declared. Moving on, there was apparently nothing wrong with the content Akira was thinking of. Chizuru only had to question what kind of 'bad end' he meant, and in doing so, she spoke an interest that had him swelling yet again within that condom. "Definitely that one! I like completely brain dead, but not dead dead. You seem like you've got enough experience that it'd take a lot to get you there though. Anyway, that's cheaper than I thought it would be. I'll send an official request when I subscribe," he said. Chizuru went on to angle his cock toward herself, using it to readjust the position of her thong while claiming he could call her anytime. There were so many things going through his mind in that moment, but yet again, it was all washed away as penetration began. The squeeze was indeed going to be tight as she claimed, but it was also going to be difficult. Akira held such a high level of arousal that his cock was fighting being pushed against its natural curve. He didn't expect that to be a fight Chizuru let herself lose however, so Akira was braced for something ridiculous as he stared at her entrance. "That also looks... really tight. Dangerous even..." he commented.

In the meantime, Shota was once again hearing some confusing words. He'd come here thinking she wanted a 'milk shower' based on her own words, but now she was demanding penetration instead? It couldn't have been anything else! She demanded that he push it all the way inside her, even breaking her until she became a slave. Obviously there was work to be done posthaste! "Well-said, Chigucchi!" he exclaimed while reaching out for the shower curtain again. Alas, the day of reckoning was upon this reality's Kakihara Shota. When he pulled the curtain aside, Shota saw a more compromising position than he could have ever imagined, featuring some strange man at Mitsuki's rear with the most confident, yet somehow passively threatening smile on his face. "What the fuck?!" Shota questioned. This man had been the one those words were meant for, and his response was coming. "Daddy's home♥~" he said in a flirtatious tone. In that same moment, Ajax did exactly as he said he would... which was exactly, specifically, directly what Mitsuki asked of him. One thrust breached her womb swiftly, reaching the end and pushing it to extension. It wasn't such a simple moment of thrusting, but rather... it was an event. The announcement alone was something beyond the scope of this world, and the motion was equally ludicrous. What many called the act of two becoming one, was far more literal than mere mortals could ever understand. Mitsuki's body would be forced to conformity by an unfathomable power ─ not just limited to the extension of her abdomen that even Shota had to notice. Ajax was the type of entity that couldn't simply enter someone's physical form. At an absolute minimum, he penetrated the metaphysical, the subconscious... the soul. Could Mitsuki handle the weight of such might, equivalent on a spiritual scale to being rocketed toward the ocean floor? Even Shota, beyond being stunned to silence and inaction, felt as if he was being washed away by a tsunami.

[Apollymi]

Apparently the notoriety of the Kingdom Hearts Otome game was well beyond normal. According to Akira it was a must watch and she could only imagine that if he though it impossible, then the challenge was launched essentially to watch the 'punishments' she'd have to suffer through. "Eh? So I hear... it should make for a fun few hours. Should I make sure to drop you some headphones?~" she asked in a manner most teasing. Well, if she was going to do the event, he might as well be able to properly enjoy it. Beyond that with the potentials for ropes, kidnapping and mind-breaks worked out to the finer details, there would be no problems presented with her general stance on those things. He even noted it was cheaper than he thought it would be, and that he'd be putting in a request when he joined her page. "Hm? I'll be looking out for it. Glad to know I am good at picking freaks, I want a filthy one not a gross one~" she claimed. It would indeed take quite a bit to break her, but his cock alone might be a be able to do the trick. It was quite the arduous process, turning his cock the right way, aligning it properly with her entrance. It was resisting the natural curve of her body, but that was just making each inch she descended that much better. The comment from Akira said he thought this squeeze dangerously tight. "Eh? Me too... I am not gonna be bested by a dick with a body that can't even fold me over though. I'm fucking you today, Kurusu-kun. Gotta make sure this dick knows where to come back for proper consultations~" she claimed as she slid herself down to a point of fullness. At the end of her descent, she poked his cheek with her big toe and exhaled a proper sigh of relief. It was quite the tight squeeze even with all the extra lubrication but it was so worth it to feel. She supposed at any moment, she'd begin the gentle rocking of her own hips while using her hands for support. Her body being gently exposed with every movement, a nipple slip here, a full up-skirt there... her own face showing various points of delight and tension.

Meanwhile, the time of awakening and proper joining was finally here. Mitsuki spoke her truth into the world, irrespective of the people talking to her. Too bad those words weren't at all for Kakihara Shota, his odd praise of her choice wouldn't even register to her as anything more than a mosquito buzzing a bit too close to her ear. Ah but that was fine, there was something much more present, much more important with a much longer wait time coming into view on the horizon. A turn of phrase, something very specific, something she'd been saying accidentally for so long... was uttered with a placement. And that placement came with the crossing of a threshold. Her body wasn't prepared for. It blanked her mind for his cock to move past her cervix and into her uterus. Her eyes flickered bright pink flashing over blue as her pupils began flickering quickly. All the while, she had a purpose, as her tongue hung out and drool spilled down her lips, as her legs quaked with orgasm she couldn't have defined and she felt that pressure and pleasure go beyond her body and into her soul. Her soul had a response prepared even if she didn't quite have something in mind herself. "O-kae-ri-na-sa-i♥~" she stated as her pupils stopped flickering and settled into the shape of Diamonds. Her hands clawing at that wall had balled into fists which slammed into it, as she finally got what she desired and it was good. What of Shota? That name didn't register, there was nothing for her but the man behind her who occupied her mind, body and soul.

[Bloodedge]

The stream Akira couldn't go without watching was going to be magnificent for anyone bearing witness. Otome games by the Aeons were nowhere near the same realm as others with their unspoken intricacies and unfathomable dedication to existing characters. He was sure she'd struggle to deal with the character called Sion, and he was also sure he wanted headphones for the experience. "If you don't mind, I'll take a pair. I don't know how many dildos you have, but you might also want to get some new ones. You might run out of options early..." he warned. Akira thought the better of recommending the 'bad dragon' series, though he did know one of the outcomes to either Sion or Kairos's routes would involve dealing with something... inhuman. With that matter addressed, Akira was right back to... suffering, basically. Having no control over his own movements was fine with Akira, but this wasn't the way he expected that to happen. Chizuru descended onto his cock and he wanted nothing more than to writhe, but any effort to do so would have just been painful and therefore distracting. Apparently, Chizuru would not be bested while she couldn't be folded over. The throb happening within her at that moment was likely to give away Akira's thought process on the matter, and the throb mere moments later... probably aligned to something else and revealed another thought. What was that something else? Well, the toe poking at Akira's cheek may have been a simple tease, or it may have been something else. Whatever the case, it drew his attention enough to shift his gaze past those flashes of flesh. As if to steel himself with a manageable distraction, Akira tilted his head in the direction of Chizuru's foot, his tongue protruding and dragging its way up her sole while it was in proximity. Filthy as a descriptor for Kurusu Akira was just scratching the surface. . .

Speaking of scratching surfaces, Ajax was just beginning to scratch an itch. As Mitsuki would one day understand, entering the womb was only the beginning in any 'normal' sexual encounter. Anything less was just fooling around or exploring foreplay. This, however, was a moment of claiming... and a moment of proving. In that swift push, gone was the Mitsuki Shota thought he knew. The soul Ajax flooded was leading the charge, and the body and mind would follow to produce a new Diamond. All the while, Shota was bewildered. He should have been the one causing that reaction! "Oi oi! Who the fuck is this guy?! I didn't sign up for a threesome with some random!" Shota barked, wanting to believe that was the only sensible conclusion. No way was he getting directly cucked again in less than 24 hours! "Not getting the picture, Bouya? Hey Girlie, what do you think? Is this a threesome? I'm sure if you could take what I've got for you, you could take a second one at the other end~" Ajax spoke while holding back laughter once more. Ah, but perhaps he had to adjust her senses a bit if anything intelligible was to pass her lips? Surely a firm slap to the rear would do the trick, he thought while delivering one to the meatiest part of Mitsuki's right cheek.

[Apollymi]

There were more words to be shared about that Kingdom Hearts otome playthrough. Ah, well... she was mostly blind to it, aside from being involved in a few minor appearances and showing up whenever motion captures were needed. "Eh? Is it really going to be that hard... I guess I should have expected it. The guy who made that request, sent what he called 'a care package' that I'm supposed to do a live opening of before the game play on the stream. He said it'd include everything needed so I assume he's got enough of those in there for the experience to work out the way he wants..." she mused. Truly this upcoming stream was bound to be rather interesting as one she did. She found the gameplay ones interesting in general though she didn't often play games herself, it should be a bit fun as an experience especially if the show was for Akira. Speaking of shows for Akira her descent onto this cock and the words of truth she spoke got her another throb as he made his new home within her person. This lad really was about as nasty as an individual could come with all kinds of kinks. One new one was on display as she poked his face with her big toe, she'd done it as just a tease, given the placement of her feet. She hadn't expected a tongue lashing to be delivered to the sole of her foot. A little moan escaped her as she began the gentle rocking motions that would have the man wedged into her core, she throbbed internally squeezing at his cock. "Careful now, Kurusu-kun. You don't wanna make me forget I'm going easy on you~" she mentioned as the rocking of her hips became rhythmic. Just the same, she wouldn't be moving that foot away from him. No, since he liked it so much she'd give him easier access to it, placing those toes of hers against his lips.

The beginning was the end, for all things normal and acceptable in the life of Shiguchi Mitsuki. Ajax had penetrated her womb, overwhelming her mind, body and soul. She'd orgasmed, she'd lived, she'd died. And now she was taking a breath and trying her best. Her shaking legs and hips were invested in the depth at which Ajax currently found himself within her person. Her diamond shaped pupils were pulsing with the need to accept him, and only him. So, those words uttered by Kakihara Shota didn't even register as worth talking about. If she'd been more mentally present, she would have pointed out that he forced his way into this situation himself. It wasn't her fault, this hadn't gone the way he'd hoped, he'd been the one being pushy about everything from the start. "Threesome, no-ah♥!" Mitsuki claimed before as a smack to her right ass cheek seemed to sting all the way down to her soul, but somehow that felt so good, her body was tightening around his shaft. Not a full orgasm of the deliquent masochist, but like the help to build up to the next one. "No! Unless there are two of you, I don't want it. I only want Daddy inside me!~" Mitsuki uttered. Was her mind broken? Maybe. Was that still the response she'd give? Absolutely. Ajax was the best possible sex partner and she didn't care about anyone else because no one else registered to her senses as being able to provide the same kind of stimulation.

[Bloodedge]

Akira was sure the attempt to romance that particular character would be difficult for anyone. What he knew of it was a load of layered misdirection and resets, and... something else he didn't have concrete evidence of, but a major spoiler if it were true. He could only hope the person who requested this challenge was someone like him, who'd ensure the accompanying 'care package' featured no less than thirteen size enhancements for the challenge in addition to whatever Chizuru was known to have. "It's got a pretty good chance of driving you crazy. It'll be a good show though," he assured from his own perspective. Silence fell upon Akira soon after, if only because his tongue was busy sliding along the bottom of Chizuru's foot. She seemed to appreciate the act, throbbing internally, offering a verbal threat and even placing her toes against his lips. Did he really care if she forgot her restraint? Absolutely not! Akira was the sort of degenerate who had no issues with the idea of being broken down into nothing. So then, what would he do? Well... he did what came natural and parted his lips to take those first three toes into the wetness of his mouth. Akira couldn't do much with his body, but he wouldn't miss the chance to use his tongue here and now. His expression even seemed a bit challenging, as if to shirk Chizuru's threat entirely. 'You want me coming back for more? Do your worst!' he thought.

Shota's mention of a threesome was shot down by a girl who wasn't even in her right mind at the time. She didn't even get to finish the clause, but enough passed her lips to prove his assumption wrong. Worse still, the sentence was incomplete because she'd been slapped on the ass ─ something Shota felt she shouldn't have accepted at all. He wasn't sure why that thought crossed his mind, but it was there. Sadly for him, there was more indirect berating to come. Whoever the strange ginger behind Mitsuki was, she was fully immersed in the idea of him... and only him. The words Ajax had to say after Mitsuki's claim would make little sense. "There could be two of me, but that's not important. You want to just leave the kid watching?" he asked. With that, Ajax finally decided it was time to begin the act properly. He hadn't picked up any form of pistoning thus far, but now he'd be working his hips to churn Mitsuki's womb and, realistically, her whole inner torso. "Don't forget yourself though. I'm pretty sure there was something else you wanted inside you. Since your bad decision over there is recording anyway, why not give him the whole truth?"

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Chizuru had a pretty good chance of being driven crazy by her next livestreamed request. At the same time Akira thought it would make a good show. Given his current stance as one of the most degenerate individuals she knew outside of herself, she'd say his opinion was worth quite a bit in that case. "Hai hai, I'll look forward to the frustration and the stress relief then!~" she claimed as easily as anything. It wasn't as if she didn't like things she had to work for, and it also wasn't like she was upset about potentially having to go through multiple dildos for the end result she was looking for in the game. Ah but that'd be lost for a while, the feeling of a tongue sliding around the sole of her foot was quite enticing. When it went beyond that and she placed her toes against his lips she wasn't surprised when he began to suck on three of them and instead found the almost challenging look in his eye rather entertaining. "Oya? Is that it? You want to be ridden until you're properly hurt. I'll do it you know~" she said sheer amusement and an answered challenge in her voice and face as those hips of hers found a more aggressive rhythm even at this angle. She worked out regularly she could hold this position for long enough to get off from it. And she'd make sure to move her hips around in circles while she did so, using his dick like a joystick while he sucked on her toes and she experienced pleasure in two forms. Those throbs inside her body seeming to slowly increase in pacing as she moved herself towards an orgasm started by deep penetration.

Speaking of deep penetration, Mitsuki was experiencing it in one of its truest forms. Ajax was all the way in her womb, so deep in her core he was stroking her soul. Or rather he would be when he actually started moving. Mitsuki had a cross between a sigh and a yelp escape her as she focused on the sensation. She was suddenly up on her toes, her fist occasionally pounding against the tiles of the shower as she enjoyed the new movements given by Ajax. "It's not like I wanted him here. I was just trying to work... if I had known I could have so much better, I wouldn't have allowed him to follow me here!" said Mitsuki and there was so much truth in that. She'd not been the one flirting with Kakihara Shota. No, he'd seen her, invaded her personal space, sent an unsolicited dick pic and then used the distraction to give her an orgasm and talk her into allowing him to follow her to her hotel room. He's the one who wanted to take pictures of her and all of that... it wasn't her fault, he was now stuck watching. "Daddy, you're stirring me up so much, how am I not supposed to forget everything else?~" she questioned earnestly, as she matched those churning motions with her hips while enjoying the sensations. Since she could only hear Ajax of course she heard what Kakihara Shota had been up to, and had nothing to say to him directly. "Of course he's recording even though he didn't even ask, but he did say he wanted to be a camera man. And he decided videos even though were were talking about stills at first so, this isn't my bad decision its his. Part of the trade," she muttered, chiding Shota indirectly and making it clear that she'd rather star in a film of Ajax's choice than anything Shota would have wanted. Suddenly many things about her interactions from earlier made sense in a way they hadn't before, but what she really wanted was something else. "I don't care if Daddy has recordings of me I want to be full of Daddy Milk today too... so you can fill me up~" she stated earnestly.

[Bloodedge]

One of Akira's days in the next week was going to be rather busy. If he had to, he'd dedicate the entire day to observing that stream. In fact, he'd record it if he had access to his personal computer. He'd have to remember to ask if that stream would be available in video form after the event... whenever he wasn't subjecting himself to foot-in-mouth disease with glorious purpose. Surely he couldn't speak with a tongue busying itself around and between a series of toes, as if his sole purpose was to lubricate Chizuru's foot while she rose to unspoken challenges... and presented her own. An eventual bounce was accompanied by a circling movement. Akira had never become a human joystick, but he wouldn't look back on it with anything but satisfaction. He would however, look on in the present with failed attempts to resist writhing. His hips couldn't be kept still no matter how much he tried. It was as if each throb of his cock took full control of his core as well, threatening those cracked ribs with occasional pinches ─ not quite to a point of ridiculous pain, but just nearly. Oh well; anything he suffered would be worthwhile in the end.

Mitsuki had no interest in Kakihara Shota; that much was made abundantly clear. It was the folly of human experience that led her to accompanying him this day, and the folly of Shota's human arrogance that led Ajax to Mitsuki before Shota made his mark. Now that she understood the difference between Shota and another, it seemed interest was beyond waning. He should never been dragged along. One like Shota was merely a poison to everything he touched, and such a being as Mitsuki was not yet capable of filtering that poison by herself. Luckily, Ajax's attention was grabbed... and he'd use the excuse to have a bit of fun and spare an alternate universe's version of Mitsuki from the horror. The matter of Shota's recording was acknowledged, and Mitsuki wasn't surprised at all. In fact, she seemed vindictive enough to leave him at the position of cameraman. Ajax had no issue with that idea; it was more than deserved. "Fair indeed. You heard the girl; don't drop that camera," he said, looking at Shota with an otherworldly, magical pressure that disallowed any and all dissent. While Shota wondered why he was failing to disobey, Ajax was taking the go-ahead from Mitsuki. He wouldn't be filling her up just yet, as things had only just begun... but he would be hooking one arm around her midriff and sliding the other hand down the back of her thigh, all for a setup. The pumping didn't stop, but his center of gravity seemed to be moving downward. "If that's what you want, lean back and let's get ourselves a good shot. Cute girls should be seen at every possible angle. Lean back~"

[Apollymi]

Akira was going to be indirectly a part of one of Chizuru's busy days. This was a good thing, she thought, given she enjoyed her performances and enjoyed them even more when there was the potential for real critical thought afterwards. Ah, but before that there was the fun she was already having. Her toes and the foot that held them were being accosted by a tongue that obviously held no care for where her feet had been before. At the same time her hips were rocking pretty steadily as she aimed to keep the lad out of the danger zone of her movements. Too bad, just because her intentions were not to cause him extra harm, it didn't mean that he wasn't intending to cause himself more problems. No... he was starting to buck his hips a bit as she moved. Well, if he was going to endanger himself she wasn't going to hold back very much at all. In fact her own hips had started those rotations and she couldn't really stop herself from enjoying them. In fact she was moving into his strokes and brushing the entrance of her womb with each of those strokes. Those shakes of her hips were becoming a bit less controllable, still she'd continue riding along for that particular moment. Just the same she was wiggling her toes in his mouth and having a good time, just the same that knocking would eventually cause an orgasm while her hips twisted.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki allowed her thoughts to be shared in truth. All the while she was ignoring Shota directly and only answering to Ajax but those answers were still heard. While she continued to be rocked inside it would seem that Shota was relegated to his desired place as 'camera man' as he so stated in the pickup lines he'd given Mitsuki in the first place. "Eh? I'm pretty sure it's glued to his hand," she said with an amount of snark she only showed in the briefest of moments. She didn't have a lot of time for it, she was too busy enjoying the sensations in the deepest part of her womb. Ah, but it wasn't over yet. Ajax's hand moved and she was told to lean back so she did, cute girls should be seen from all angles, he claimed. "Yes Daddy♥!~" she chimed seemingly pleased by the thought that she'd be seen from a different angle and that she'd get a new experience. And since Ajax never stopped moving she allowed herself to relax into him, she had every bit of faith he could hold her, given how their sexual experience had started and now she was willing to put it on display for all to see.

[Bloodedge]

All things considered, Akira didn't mind a bit of suffering in exchange for pleasure. He was definitely a mental masochist, but a bit of physical pain wasn't held off his list either. Of course he was still trying to avoid further injuring himself, but more than that... he was trying to enjoy this experience with Chizuru that almost literally fell into his lap. Any conscious thought Akira had normally said his methods were things to be questioned by the masses. Thus far, Chizuru had done no such thing. Even when he abruptly put a tongue to her foot and then took that same foot to the mouth, she kept going without question. He could even feel her toes wiggling against his tongue while simultaneously feeling her cervix move the extended tip of the condom against his glans. Such a strange feeling the latter was, but it was about all he had beyond the veritable vice grip of Chizuru's canal. He had to focus. He had to do something that helped the process along without ruining the experience for both of them. In the end, Akira had a stroke of genius. While his tongue found a place of rest between Chizuru's big toe and its immediate neighbor, he decided to... use his own ass. It didn't cost him much energy or stress to clench his own buttocks, effectively creating something akin to thrusting, shallow though those thrusts may have been. What did it matter though? He was among the blessed, already reaching her cervix with a bit of dick to spare. Everything was going to be fine.

Mitsuki had a joke to offer in that other reality. Well, it didn't seem like a joke at all... but Ajax found it hilarious. "Who knows? it might actually be," Ajax claimed, knowing Shota was physically, spiritually incapable of releasing his camera now. He'd have to stand there, confused, watching something he'd never be able to properly manage. "This is some kind of setup right? That fucking Hiruko sent you to play some mind games and grab whatever girl I picked up, didn't he?!" Shota asked while Mitsuki was taking Ajax's instruction to lean against him. Her right leg was the first he lifted, keeping her steady by the midriff. He'd even ensure one of Mitsuki's feet swept the air in front of Shota's face, splashing water into it before he moved to lift the other leg. The tightness enhancement of Mitsuki's inner walls became abundantly clear once her legs took the shape of a V, and from there... Ajax's thrusting would be done from the core for maximum impact. Shota wanted to 'see some action' as he put it, so Ajax made sure he could see that bulge in Mitsuki's abdomen front and center with every pump. "There we go! Did I what now? Mind games? I don't know. Do I have some kind of ownership of your brain... Luna?"

[Apollymi]

Chizuru was busy having her toes sucked and having a low impact dick ride. Of course, one of those things was about to become slightly less true. As it would seem that Akira wasn't content to just be a bystander in this particular experience. No, he'd not remain still and even as she tried to spare him any unnecessary roughness, he was tightening the muscles of his ass, causing just the tiniest of extra nudges against her cervix. With every movement that extra bump left her moaning and biting her bottom lip. "Oya, bucking with just muscle huh? Filthy degenerate trying to help get me off, love that shit!~" she mentioned. Just the same that constant throbbing seemed to only become more steady until of course, it spilled over, while she wiggled her toes around his tongue as her toes curled. Of course, this would only lead to a vice-grip style clutch as she sank herself deep against one of those thrusts. Even in the condom it seemed to just barely push against the opening of her cervix as if it wanted to open up. "Aaah♥~ Fuck that's good~" she mentioned with a tiny hint of a maniacal giggle. When she came down, she'd almost be sad she'd be leaving him for a couple of days.

Meanwhile, the Mitsuki of another timeline was keeping Ajax busy and in good humor. A bit of snark which came from her seemed to be answered in kind. Even as they prepared to switch positions a bit. Mitsuki giggled as her position was shifted, and she barely registered anything that Shota was saying, after all his words didn't matter and only those spoken by Ajax did. Still a little splash from her foot was far from the worst thing to touch Shota today, especially given one of his hands probably still had his sticky jizz on it. Even now, Mitsuki's abdomen was bulging and her core was throbbing as Ajax began to properly move around within her body. But almost just as much as his physical prowess his words seemed to reach her ears strangely, "Waaah! I like when Daddy calls me that. If you call me that you can have control of my mind to go along with my body! I think it'd be great!~" Mitsuki chimed. Of course, she would think that, she had no reason not to, considering how deeply in her body he was, and how that name he spoke reverberated in her core in such a way that she'd almost orgasmed just from the thought of it being said again. If that wasn't mind control she didn't know what was.

[Bloodedge]

Akira couldn't help himself. It wasn't that he felt particularly wrong about doing nothing while Chizuru had her way with him, but instead that her every action made him want to perform as well. She claimed this was all an effort to lock him in, and in truth... Akira found himself wanting to give reason for that effort's continuance. Besides all that, there was the subconscious reason of simply enjoying himself. Anything less than the best he could manage was not an option in this case. As for his movement caused by just some muscle flexing... well, what else was he to do? It seemed Chizuru reached climax after the attempts began... or at least Akira hoped that murderous grip was a sign of such. The toe-curling against his tongue was fine, but he definitely wouldn't survive too many clenches of that caliber ─ as evident by a momentary loss of all movement ability while Chizuru descended. During that short bout of mad laughter, Akira's mouth was free just long enough to speak. "You seem so comfortable with everything. I didn't know you had it in you," he admitted.

All the while, Mitsuki was being put in position to end Shota's sanity... and her sensibilities. So freely did she offer her mind just as he'd been given her body, all because of a name ─ one she didn't even know the true power of. It was always fun to play around with those who didn't know the truth yet. Mitsuki was Luna, and she always would be. Calling her such now was something of a spoiler for her and others, including Ajax's younger self... but it was a protective measure against entities like Kakihara Shota. Besides, Ajax knew the result of speaking that name into this reality; he could feel the extra quiver. With that being the case, an assault was necessary. "Your rules, remember? Whatever you want... all you have to do is ask♥~" he mentioned. Shota couldn't get a grasp on what he was seeing. The worst part of all was his inability to move, and his brain's current inability to complete a thought well enough to comment or question things. Life wasn't taking a positive turn and staying that way for him lately. . .

[Apollymi]

Chizuru got to experience something rather interesting, an orgasm that didn't result in her partner's orgasm when her body relaxed. That was rather interesting, in addition Akira didn't seem to mind that tongue squeezing after her toes curled even. According to Akira, Chizuru seemed very comfortable with all that was taking place and he didn't think she had such a reaction in her. "Eh? Really... is that because I did a good job selling my otaku nerd act? Or is it because you're such a filthy pervert you expected a freak out when you started sucking toes?~" she wondered. Still, she'd take that commentary constructively. "To be fair, I didn't expect you to survive the first one, even with me helping you work out the easy one.... I might have to give you a different view for the next one~" she claimed. As such she'd be withdrawing just a bit including taking her foot away from the lad's mouth. All for the sake of rearranging herself into the reverse cow-girl position. She could then rest on her arms in the forward position and rock her hips back into his cock without too much extra contact while allowing him the freedom to move his hips without putting too much extra strain on him.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was engaged in an active cucking with little to no malicious intent on her own part. She was more concerned with the goodness to be taken from interacting with Ajax instead of any actual punishing of Shota. Even so, that wouldn't stop those honest responses from leaking out of her mouth. Nor would it change the way she decided to behave. While Ajax moved around inside her core, making her stomach distend and keeping her legs up and out of the way, she was apparently facing the camera and saying all kinds of things to Ajax that she never would have bothered saying to Shota. She was reminded in the moment that the rules of their endeavor were hers to make, and that he'd honor them. "Oh yeah, then I want to be filled up with Daddy Milk until it spills out of me! And I want Daddy to call me Luna and take control of mind too♥~ Please, Daddy♥~" she said this and meant it. Even in the heat of the moment the extra friction below her waist at her body coming undone, she was unraveling every few pushes with a face blushing intensely with nothing to hold onto her fists were balled up in frustration while she moaned.

[Bloodedge]

The things that managed to surprise Akira this day were numerous. Primarily, he didn't expect Chizuru to be so relaxed about everything happening. What was the reason? Well, the options Chizuru presented were both at fault. "I couldn't see past the act at all, weirdly. And your foot was already there, so I didn't think there'd be a total freak-out... but I didn't think you'd fall right into it without question either. You're pretty gross yourself," he chattered. On the other side of the exchange, Chizuru didn't expect him to survive the end of her first official ride ─ even after working out the more easily-achieved initial ejaculation already. He'd have been surprised too, but he knew better. "Condoms help guys survive crazy things like that. I probably wouldn't have survived two minutes without it," he admitted. In full truth, Akira just barely made it through that first round. As much as the condom helped, fear of injury from his own movements may have done even more. Alas, there was something even more dangerous in Akira's immediate future: Chizuru's second ride from a different perspective. She could have just kept going a bit, but instead... Chizuru thought it would be a good idea to show her ass while taking advantage of him. Akira shouldn't have been allowed free movement and such a perspective; it was dangerous the moment Chizuru's movements began motivating his hips to do the same. "Uh─! Is this a good idea?" asked the male whose cock was already swelling to extremes within moments of reentry.

Speaking of extreme swelling, Mitsuki apparently sought more of one despite being stretched beyond all physical norms already. She wanted fullness to a point of overflow, to be called by the title she'd only just received, and to have her mind claimed as a possession. Ajax would do nothing but oblige, his hips working with rough movements as every fiber of Mitsuki's inner walls was subjected to slick friction. That oceanic pressure built up moment by moment. Even Shota could feel the weight of what was coming, and he appeared panicked during the buildup. Some moments of Mitsuki being forcibly bounced against Ajax's lap later, and there was one powerful, upward thrust ending in a pause. "You know what to do, Luna♥~" Ajax stated. As if by a count of one, two, three, he throbbed... and then came the surge that couldn't have been confined to a single body by any stretch of the imagination. How unlucky it was for Shota, as he was in the line of fire... but only if Mitsuki found herself reacting strongly enough for the resulting overflow to spray instead of flow.

[Apollymi]

An interesting part of the conversation was evolving between Chizuru and Akira. During his words, Akira claimed he couldn't see past Chizuru's act at all, which as weird to him. She could understand that... the only reason she knew about anything past his was, well, actually witnessing the difference herself. What was more, while he didn't expect her to 'freak out' given she was the one who put her foot by his face, he hadn't expected her to fall right into personal degeneracy without missing a beat. "Hell yeah I am pretty disgusting myself. Besides if you're into something as long as I don't have a hard no about something, I feel like I can try it. I get pedicures on a bi-weekly basis, if I like getting my feet soaked and rubbed, licked was bound to be pretty good~" she explained of herself. "Good to know my act hasn't fallen apart either, I'm having fun with that one, her metamorphosis is gonna be great~" she said of the explosion of her Otaku Nerd into something else. Moving on from that, it seemed the condom was to blame for his staying power, Chizuru was at least a little aware of the desensitizing aspect of condoms but the pressure tended to get to many. "Oya? Diving in all hot and wet would finish you off faster? I'll keep it in mind~" Chizuru mentioned with pure devious intentions. Of course, she'd turned to lower herself backwards onto his cock, that little white nurses outfit, hiked up in the back revealing that white thong between her cheeks as she slid back down onto his manhood and felt the intense swelling already. "Of course it's a good idea, I can knock out one pretty fast for myself from this angle, and I can just move my own hips extra even in the last few seconds~" she explained. As if to show this off, the pace of the movements of her ass seemed to quicken. She was essentially bouncing it up and down while creating an arch in her own spine which had his sheathed cock knocking against the fore wall of her core repeatedly as she tapped him against her cervix. She looked back at him and gave him a wink with a deep blush on her face and her tongue sticking out teasingly. While she rode purely for her own enjoyment.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was treated to some deep penetration as well as having her desires actually answered. While Kakihara Shota watched and recorded, Mitsuki we held up from behind by Ajax. Her legs spread while he pounded into her all the way to her uterus and beyond. The movements of the ginger man behind her had him reaching the depths of her soul and building up a powerful expulsion for both of them. Each knock seemed to be vibrating around in her body and unlike the Mitsuki of the other world, who had to maintain some form of concentration to reach orgasm, this one was building with little no no interference from Mitsuki herself. No, with Ajax in control of her body that pressure building up in his shaft felt like a precursor for what was to come. It was Mitsuki. She knew what to do? And he called her Luna and... "YES DADDY♥!~" suddenly she was full, and warm and the muscles of her core were twitching as she climaxed. The tightening of her abdomen would show the whole of Ajax so deep but that twitching had an unintended sideeffect, the spray of the overflow from within Mitsuki would shoot forward, causing a spray of their mixed fluids directly at the face of Kakihara Shota. So tht was what he would see along with a rosy face, pink haired girl with a twitchy body and legs exploding from within.

[Bloodedge]

Both Akira and Chizuru were disgusting individuals. Naturally, Akira himself had no issues with this. He didn't take her foot to the mouth because he thought she'd like it, but rather because it was a very attractive foot and it seemed like a good idea. Chizuru's alleged pedicure procedure lent to the action quite nicely, but he probably would have put tongue and mouth to her foot regardless. "Well, it's something I definitely don't mind doing... among other things," he proclaimed. Regarding his inability to last without the condom in place, Chizuru seemed to get the idea of discarding it under some unknown circumstance. As incredible as that sounded, Akira thought the better of such developments. "I don't think your goal should be me finishing faster," he argued. Alas, finishing faster was something Akira was well on his way to already. A change of position meant a change in angle, which meant a change in sensation. Even if Chizuru had the ability to work herself up with rapidity from this angle, that bouncing ass would soon feel the sensation of a cast-covered hand gently atop it. Akira finally had to deal with stinging ribs as his body tensed, and a few throbs within Chizuru were just the start. "I don't know if it can be fast enough─!" Akira warned. Quickly did the condom he wore fill at the tip ─ to such an extreme that Akira's seed was forced back to the opening to leak out onto his pelvis. That... was just the first pump. Two more would follow in sequence thereafter. . .

Another series of pumps in a different reality led to unbridled shock and sadness for Kakihara Shota. The call of 'yes daddy' from Mitsuki was bad enough. The fact that he couldn't bring himself to speak or move in the face of some unknown force was worse still, as he couldn't defend himself. The worst of all was... that Shota's face and agape maw were sprayed not just with Mitsuki's juices, but also something... thicker, creamier... whiter. 'There's fucking cum in my mouth! Move! Spit it out! Fight!' Shota pleaded mentally against his own body. Alas, it would not answer. All the while, Ajax was holding firm to those shaky legs, stopping his thrusts to leave Mitsuki a bit of time for recovery. "Good girl. I like the way you scream," he commented directly into Mitsuki's ear from behind. "Well, Boss? What's next on the agenda? I've got all night to do whatever you want♥~"

[Apollymi]

Chizuru and Akira were discovering different information about each other. In this case, Akira hadn't begun sucking toes because he thought that Chizuru would like it but simply because he would do so and thought it was a good idea. He didn't mind doing it, among other things and that simply made Chizuru chuckle, "Eh? What kind of other things? I am all ears~" she claimed while restarting her ride in earnest. It would seem that Akira didn't see the point in her trying on purpose to ruin his staying power? "Why not! It'll be fun, ehehe!~" she laughed knowing full well she'd do something simply for the thrill if for no other reason. Speaking of, it would seem that her faster paced ride wasn't at all good for the staying power of Akira either. His random movements and the follow-up of his spillage and the ballooning inside of her body let her know that he was done in truth. "Ara? It worked like that... Ehehe, I really might be good at that it does wonders for a girl's self-esteem~" she said grinning. Just a few seconds later she'd be removing herself from Akira and turning to look at him and that spillage on his lower body.

At the same time, it would seem that Mitsuki was allowed a bit of rest after a few more pumps. It would seem by the look on his face that Kakihara Shota might not have enjoyed the sensation of having cum in his mouth either. Perhaps that would serve for him as a lesson in life, as he was one of the weird people asking for such a thing all the time. Moreover, Mitsuki was called a good girl, and the whispered words of Ajax made a secondary twitch happen within her loins. "Ehehehe, I like that one too!" she said happily, in reply. Her own legs seeming to calm even though she wasn't on them currently. Ah, but there was something else, what was next? It was her rules for the day so the decisions of what was done for the day, was up to her. "Boss? All night..." she thought about the amount of time she'd have to explore Ajax sexually and that he'd agreed to do what she wanted for the duration. "Um... I didn't know I had so much time. You're like really strong and that's cool. Let's switch to the bed room. I want to be on top, and give you a bit of a break," she mentioned seemingly pleased by the idea.

[Bloodedge]

The list of things Akira was willing to do... may not have been shareable in the timeframe of a single visit. If he could even manage a few things, he'd be doing well. Since Chizuru was apparently all ears, Akira supposed there was no reason avoiding at least a mention or two. "Ah... well, there's pretty much nothing I wouldn't do with my mouth for starters. Besides that... most tags wouldn't be anywhere near my 'no' list," he explained. Moments later, Akira wasn't in the position to explain anything to anyone. He was experiencing the most extensive ejaculation of his young life and feeling the results spill back onto his lap through the condom. There was notable discomfort in his face for a moment; a few rib injuries were exacerbated in those final moments. Once that was gone however, he appeared more relaxed than ever before. It seemed Chizuru took that premature end as a point of pride in herself. Well, at least she got something from it. Once Chizuru was out of his lap, Akira took a moment or twelve to just... breathe.

In the meantime, a few moments were afforded to Mitsuki. The same could be said of Shota, actually; he needed to sit with the cost of his actions for a bit. While that happened, Mitsuki had a decision to make. Hers was the order to be followed by Ajax's own vow, so hers was the one they were all waiting for. Before giving direction, it seemed she would be mulling over the shock of what was being offered. 'All night' meant nothing to a being like Ajax. "All night, all week, all month... a human lifetime. It doesn't really matter to me; you decide," he said. Whatever the case, Mitsuki showed an interest in making a trip to the bedroom. Even with both of them dripping wet and the shower still active, Ajax was content to step forward as per her request. "I don't really need a break, but I like the idea of watching you move. Good idea~" he said, freely carrying the girl even without pulling her off his erection. Along the way, he had a command for Shota as well. "Don't fall behind, cameraman. Make sure you get the best angle~" he said, spiritually forcing compliance in the younger male. In a matter of moments, Ajax would be launching himself toward the bed in a twisting motion that would land him on his back. Of course, he still hadn't moved Mitsuki away from him at all... but she would then be left free to do as she pleased. "Ball's in your court, Girlie. Wow me!~"

[Apollymi]

Akira was apparently a man of many yeses and few nos. That was good information to have, as far as Chizuru was concerned. Most could be counted as not being completely gross and being into things that included bodily waste and the like. But the openness beyond that was quite rare. Most people had very specific things they were going for and very specific kinds of things they found off-putting. "Oh I guess I'll definitely be sitting on your face at some point~" she said as if it was a simple matter of amusement. For now though... there was the matter of the lad's climax which came with a bit of tension and an obviously pained look before he finally relaxed and took a deep breath. While he did so, Chizuru was studying his face and enjoying his visage. Since she was all turned around now, she'd fall back into the role of nurse and remove that condom from his person and clean off the area around his cock and his cock itself with her tongue. She'd lavish strokes on hip and lap up his fluids without hesitation and grin at him as he relaxed. "Careful careful, you didn't hurt yourself too badly there did you? I hope not... anyways, you aren't the only one who'd do just about anything with their mouth, Kurusu-kun. I don't have that many nos on my own tag listing... so let's make sure we explore together~" she explained as she finished up. She supposed she had one more change of attire and some actual anime for them to watch if Akira was still interested. Before that though, she'd make sure to reach into one of the drawers within the room for a fresh gown and fresh sheets or him. She'd spent a lot of time in hospitals with her grandmother and knew her way around them enough to know how easy it'd be to leave him comfortable after she left. "So are you actually trying to watch some anime today? Or are you gonna pass out so I should just clean you up and tuck you in?" she asked the lad with a huge grin on her face, feeling rather good about what she'd managed with him so far.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was given a relative breather, and given something odd to consider. Ajax definitely meant he could spend the whole night with her and that simply wasn't an opportunity she could pass up. He was far too much of everything for her to be anything but invested in making sure that they had a great time and taking full advantage of any hospitality he had to offer. "Eh? You think that's a good idea... I can't even fathom a human life time, but I know I want that!" she declaried immediately. Whatever he actually meant, even if it was just that he'd pop up periodically for the rest of her life, she'd take it given what he'd shown of himself so far. What was more, after she mentioned her choice in sexual action and a movement change, it was mentioned that he didn't need a break. Of course he didn't, there had been no flinching even while he was pulverizing her insides from below. Even now he was buried inside of her and she didn't mind, even though he'd spilled more of his seed in the last two cycles than msot men would have to give in their entire lives. Whatever the case he claimed he liked seening her move, and her face flushed in direct contrast of all that pink. A giggle would be escaping her as Ajax flawlessly repositioned them and she was left atop him and ready to begin moving agian. "Eto, I don't get to do this a lot so I don't know how much it will be to look at..." she managed while rubbing a finger against the side of her face a bit sheepishly. "Still, I have to try my best, even if I think it'd be impossible to wow you just based on how you got us into bed," she said seeming to understand how outrageous this man was without any extra thought. Ah, and it seemed that Kakihara Shota would be remaining the camera man for this as segment too. Well, that was fine, he did claim he wanted to see all the angles or whatever. And that Mitsuki would look great on camera, she supposed he was getting exactly what he asked for, technically. "You don't mind if I lean on you a bit, right Daddy?" she asked softly. Skittishly would she start, leaning forwand and placing her hands on Ajax's pecks whle she began getting a feel for moving on her own hips. The'd begin in little shifting motions initially, not a lot of rise or change in depth, just enjoying the feeling of his girth knocking around inside her.

[Bloodedge]

Chizuru was more certain now about sitting on Akira's face. As fate would have it, he had something else to be excited about. Those bones of his needed to heal as soon as possible, though it seemed unnecessary for the sole purpose of having a very interesting time. He'd all but forgotten everything outside of this hospital room for the time being. If anything had hope of resurfacing, it was probably washed away by the time Chizuru's tongue made contact with his pelvis. Carefully did Akira's neck rise so he could get a better view below. He could obviously feel every place her tongue touched to clear the spunk from his body, but seeing was even better! Apparently, he wasn't the only one very free with his mouth; she was too. Whether her list was as full as his or not, though... was yet to be discovered. "Do we mean the same thing? Because when I say that, I mean I'd eat your whole ass right now if I could reach it," he asserted. With the option of watching anime or being left to his rest for the evening, Akira's choice was clear. After all that just happened, he didn't really want to part just yet. "I've still got energy. If you want to stick around, let's watch something," he agreed.

Ajax and Mitsuki made their way to the bedroom, and Shota followed suit against the will of his own mind. He felt no ability to control his own body, as if some metaphysical force was moving him by Ajax's will. It seemed everyone was bending to his whims one way or another ─ even Mitsuki who seemed interested in the idea of a human lifetime bound to the male. Well, that was a bit more than just Ajax's will. "It's settled then. We'll get a house somewhere and keep the ball rolling," Ajax stated as they both settled in bed. Mitsuki decided she would be facing him for the second round, thinking little of her ability to 'wow' the man. He disagreed. "Trust yourself. If you reach deep enough, you can do anything," he assured with unrivaled confidence in his own words. When asked if she could lean on him, Ajax reached out to grab Mitsuki's wrists and help the process of placing down those hands. This was neither the time nor place for reprehension ─ not anymore. "Whatever. You. Want." When he spoke those words, Ajax stared into Mitsuki's eyes, his own blue orbs looking the part of the sea itself ─ waves and all. That wasn't something that would make it to Shota's camera... though his current angle mostly contained a rear view of Mitsuki anyway. "Listen. For the rest of your mortal life, this is a thing. You don't have to concern yourself with my feelings or anyone else's. I don't care if I wake up with your ass on my face or my dick in your ass. If there's something you want to do, you better do it. Understood, Luna?"

[Apollymi]

Meanwhile Chizuru did the work of a good little consulting nurse and cleaned up the mess she'd created first with her mouth. She looked up at Akira, knowing the man would struggle to look down at her, and winked at him while she cleaned him up. Only after the condom was removed and his skin was all cleaned up did she move on. When they spoke of the freedom with which they would use their own mouths, Akira claimed that he would eat her whole ass, if given the chance, such crazy claim had the grin spreading across her face with maximum deviance applied. "That's fascinating, definitely won't be too careful about how I sit on your face then~" she chimed first and foremost. "As for what I mean, I mean like... you could use my mouth like a tea pot and I'd still use my tongue to tickle that little spot behind your nutsack just to watch you squirm," she mentioned while sticking her tongue out at the lad playfully. Of course she could say something like that, considering that she could make cum art hearts with her tongue, the world such a tool could put in could not be overlooked. Still, it'd only take her a minute or two, to switch out the thin sheets and leave the lad in a dry bed. If he wanted she'd even help him into the dry dressing gown so he wouldn't actually get too chilly. Once he was all set, she went through her bag. For her last outfit change she had another pair of jean shorts, and a proper simple thin long-sleeved shirt. "Hai hai, I have some more free time I can stay for a while longer. I also don't have far to travel. I rented a spot for the Con so I could have some fun without outing myself on campus~" she expressed without fail. Once she was all set, she popped in their next show, 'Reincarnated in Another World with my Smartphone'. Chizuru would even help him get situated to properly watch. With fresh dry blankets and the like she'd cuddle up so they could watch the show together experiencing a different kind of protagonist journey. "Oh and I got more snacks too♥~" she said knowing this lad wasn't fond of hospital food.

At the same time, Mitsuki was sighing herself up for a lifelong commitment, whether she knew the seriousness of Ajax or not. And in truth, if he was serious she was fully willing to go along with him. "Really? Just like that..." she said seemingly both excited and taken aback. One might wonder if they'd died being told such news, but Mitsuki wasn't the type to question good things happening to her. In her own mind, cute girls were allowed to have good luck. Beyond this point, as they got settled in to start a new, her skittishness was met with absolute confidence. So easily did Ajax move her hands into place on his chest. He stared in her eyes and gave her what was likely the most affirming speech of her life. She could do what she wanted, and it didn't matter how extreme it was, nor how much it affected others. She stared into storming ocean depths of his eyes and nodded. "Yes, Daddy!" she exclaimed with her own understanding. If she should do things she wanted for the rest of her mortal life, she'd internalize it. From living with Ajax after all this was over, to being forthright and less than polite in her demands. Freedom was granted and accepted by what she felt like was the only person who could give her such rules. With that she moved herself in the upright position and began her ride. It took a few moments to figure ow how she wanted to move, but eventually, she decided it was more work for her core than anything else. She began with her upward shifts and rocking motions to tighten and release to help with the push and pull. And upon finding the rhythm easy to maintaining the feeling nice, she kept it up, creating something of an internal pulsation as her spine shifted and her ass bounced in his lap. At the same time, she couldn't take her eyes off Ajax at all, even as her face flushed and she worked towards orgasm herself she used his body for support and worked her way up.

[Bloodedge]

Fate was such a strange thing. Akira was beginning to feel like fate did nothing but pull pranks on him ─ pranks that kept him erect at all costs. Chizuru simply explaining her own deviance was enough to do the trick this time. The way she worded it made him think. Using her mouth as a teapot? Ah, she meant the thing called 'teabagging' with that. That sort of exchange would probably be enough to leave him squirming, just as she assumed. "You uh... have a lot of experience, don't you?" he wondered. Akira was beginning to believe he had a lot of work to do. It was strange. A few hours ago, he wasn't even entertaining the idea of a relationship with Chizuru. Now, he was almost considering it a matter of fact, much like their simple transition into comfortably starting another anime. "That's cool. Still, be careful out being out late in this area. Disappearances and rape allegations have been high around here lately," he said briefly before addressing Chizuru's access to the convention. "I wish I could visit the con. Maybe I can get hooked up with a wheelchair. Maybe an iron lung to go with it for the show. . ."

A full lifetime with this universe's Mitsuki wasn't within Ajax's original plan, but it would work out in the end. Perhaps he'd use this lifetime to fashion a gift for the main timeline's version of Mitsuki; he had to meet her eventually as well. "Just like that. I'll maintain you until you feel like you've lived the perfect life. When it's all over, I'll still be there... and then I'll see you again soon," he said somewhat cryptically, yet earnestly. With Mitsuki's ride beginning, Ajax witnessed the immediate development of the lass into her proper self's machinations. The way she rode was unique even among the convergence, and though he knew why... it was quite fun to see her showing the habit without having a clue herself. As such, Ajax relaxed himself and watched her body shift. "Ha? That's a mighty strong move you've got going already. Did you already plan out how many kids you're trying to have, or is this just for the thrill of it?"

[Apollymi]

Fate was something which did indeed intend to connect Akira and Chizuru. And if one asked Chizuru, she was working on making sure such a thing was enforced, if only because she was already quite taken with Akira. It seemed that they understood each other, even when speaking a bit less directly. Her commentary about turning her mouth into a teapot did indeed seem to draw him in, and he simply asked if she had a lot of experience. "Yeah, between the weirdness of my teens, early relationships, cosplay and convention life... and the OnlyFans thing... I've had a pretty decent amount of experience~" she explained. At the very least, she was active enough to have a full understanding of things like risks, cleanups and to have developed an odd list of her own kinks. Still the pair were sharing a rather interesting time, and a subtle warning came to her about the area and kidnappings and rapes. "Hai hai, it's all good. I got some bear mace~ But I'll be sure to be careful, wouldn't want you worrying or anything~" she said seemingly pleased. As she settled in, she'd once again provide a spread of snacks and drinks with straws for them to share while they watched. "Hm, well I can always send updates, I am also still planning to stream the normal parts of the convention for the lighter content..." she explained of her own participation. Just the same she climbed back into bed after hitting the play button on the remote so they could happily watch anime together.

At the same time in an alternate reality, Ajax was sharing some very earnest words with Mitsuki. Apparently, just her desire to live out a life with him, was enough for him to agree to it. All his cryptic words implied something beyond normal expectation, but this whole situation had been beyond expectation to start with, "I don't know exactly what you mean by that, but it sounds like I'll be seeing lots of you. Let's have fun then♥~" she exclaimed seemingly pleased by that knowledge without any reason to understand why. Whatever the case, she was properly starting her ride. Her insides pulsing with an ebb and flow that helped her move herself towards climax. It would seem that it wasn't a complete waste either, as Ajax had commentary to offer about it. She kept up the rhythm even finding it in herself to lean back as the rhythm was one she could maintain, giving sight to her bouncing chest and flushed face. "Just the thrill, though I did think earlier we'd have really photogenic kids..." she uttered while blushing furiously. Well, that was about right wasn't it, they could definitely have a good time and some very good looking kids, which was at least part of the reason why, there was no intention of using protection at all. It was worth the risk, of this she was certain. Just the same she'd keep working herself until her inner pulsations until the build up caused her to orgasm, but because of the muscle movement it didn't some her from moving either. She climaxed and kept moving..."Aaaaah♥!~"

[Bloodedge]

One curiosity Akira had was in regards to Chizuru's experience thus far. She approached every moment, every action with the confidence of one who tested and confirmed their methods. Teenage years, relationships, conventions and OnlyFans ─ all were given credit for the experience she had. Of the list, one particular thing stood out to Akira. "Are convention hookups an actual thing?" he wondered initially. Beyond that, there were other curiosities caused by the admission. "Do you have any of that stuff on your page from old experiences?" he asked. With no clue how long her catalogue of uploads was, Akira had nothing but questions. It seemed he had no use for worries though, as Chizuru was fully prepared to wander about at night. How bittersweet, Akira thought. He didn't want anything bad happening to the girl, but the visual of an assault in an alleyway after dark was interesting as a concept. In fact, he was caught on that mental image when Chizuru spoke of sending updates. "Huh? Oh... you mean the convention. Yeah, if you're streaming that, I'll watch it. Is that also on OnlyFans, or another page?" he wondered after catching up to the actual point.

Mitsuki would be seeing more than 'lots' of Ajax in this timeline. He could already see the flow of fate, multiple streams accumulating into the great river of this Mitsuki's future. For the entire journey, he'd be right there. Such an insignificant amount of time for an eons-old soul could mean the world to someone with a human lifespan... so perhaps it would mean something when, at the end of the line, that same life was wound around itself and gathered into transferrable form as a gift to her more permanent self. This Mitsuki may never know what he meant... or maybe she would? Regardless, her unconventional movements were the important thing here and now. She'd managed to sufficiently 'wow' the man with her speed of development, which she'd apparently done just for the thrill... though consideration had been given to the look of their would-be children. Ajax nearly laughed. "We will. You won't stop trying to take pictures of them~" he joked... but it wasn't really much of a joke at all. Ajax's hips remained steadfast against Mitsuki's movements even though his cock was no less active than her hips. For every rise and fall, there was a swell to enhanced firmness. An orgasm that did not result in any halted movements from Mitsuki claimed Ajax's interest as well. She was quite early to be behaving in such a way, but that wasn't too strange. He'd keep an eye on that minor oddity while reaching up to grab Mitsuki by the breasts. "You don't mind if I take a couple of liberties in this little deal, right?~"

[Apollymi]

As they settled in to watch the show, Akira questioned if convention hookups were real. A chuckle came from Chizuru... "Never read the whisper confessions, or just didn't believe it?" she said as if amused. "Conventions are some of the most perverted places. It's just a bunch of horny nerds with anonymity, body to body dressed as their favorite 2D and 3D characters. The cute 'plain' Otome Protag girl is definitely getting gangbanged by furries in a ball room covered in foam, saying something wild~" she expressed. it had to be bad for a pervert like him, he sounded like he would have enjoyed such venues. Beyond this point there was a question of if her older experiences appeared on her page on OnlyFans. Chizuru gave it a bit of thought, "I'm sure that catalog only goes back a couple of years. I do have some other stuff saved up though... If you want to be a dirty pervert, I'll drop you my first hard drive. It has all the stuff that didn't make it to the main page," she offered just as freely as she'd offered herself to him sexually earlier. As for her streaming there were a couple of answers, "I'm doing the general reveal on Youtube along with my safe for work convention exploration. The unsafe content will be on OnlyFans along with a live stream and a few active polls. I usually let the fans decide the extra stuff I do when I am setting up for that stuff~" she explained of her time spent at conventions. "Also don't worry, summer is convention season, you'll definitely be healed up before they die out. And I could always use a cameraman and a guy in the chair if you're interested in something like that~" she claimed with a wide grin. She enjoyed sex with him, but if keeping him throbbing by sexing up others was an option, she'd do that too.

Meanwhile, without true understanding, Mitsuki just figured she'd incidentally gained herself a boyfriend for whatever terms that meant exactly. Where Ajax was concerned she'd make no mistakes nor would she hesitate. He'd already told her to do as she wished, so she would and was already entertained by the idea of continuing to stick close to him for whatever, but especially for the sex. "Of course I wouldn't, if they're as cute as I imagine them... someone should take all the pictures!~" she said, with her clinically happy disposition. Her innocence was a special sort of spice to her general personality, someone someone like Shota couldn't have properly understood. While she rose and fell with that odd propulsion, his cock swelled and made for an interesting amount of extra tension within her body. Her orgasm was experienced without stopping her movements and as she continued, it would appear Ajax would be taking a few liberties. "Of course I don't mind if you take some liberties for yourself. Cute girls should be flexible about this sort of thing... and I don't want to be in charge all the time~" Mitsuki said as he began molesting her chest as she continued to move. "Besides, it wouldn't really be a deal if you didn't get something out of it too. I feel like I can trust you not to take advantage of me, so take the liberities you want, Daddy~" she expressed firmly as she leaned into his groping that muscle movement inside her core continuing at an angle as she leaned forward and shifted her knees a bit further apart, naturally giving herself a tighter squeeze to go along with her motions.

[Bloodedge]

"I've seen them before. They just all seem a little too crazy to be anything but a fantasy," Akira claimed about the 'whisper confessions' of convention enjoyers. He had to get himself to one of those whenever possible, and perhaps find the plain otome protagonist girl waiting for a furry gangbang. "Wait, have you been that protagonist?" he wondered. Chizuru made a mystery of herself ─ one Akira needed all the clues to. As for the older images and/or videos she had, the available things on her OnlyFans only dated back two years or so, and thus wasn't likely to have what he was asking about. She did have some older things that didn't quite make the cut for public release, however. That would suffice. Moreover, she added the implication that seeking that hard drive would make him more of a dirty pervert, which itself was another implication. "Does that mean the hard drive has all the really degenerate stuff a generalized audience wouldn't appreciate? Because that just makes me want to know what's in it more," he admitted. Either way, it seemed Akira would be observing two different videos within the week. Beyond seeing whatever she streamed on OnlyFans, he had to see the work-safe moments leading up to it. Since she let fans make decisions, perhaps he'd even insert himself as a donator with special requests? Time would tell. It would all be a good pastime before he could attend a convention of his own regardless.

Whatever Mitsuki's mental image of their would-be children was, it may have been quite accurate. There would be a lot of picture-taking in this future for her. "Take them all then. I'll take the ones of you in the meantime... unless..." Ajax paused there, sparing a glance in the immobile Shota's direction. True enough, the innocence of Mitsuki was a precious thing that required its due appreciation. Shota thought to poison the soil and let something twisted sprout in its place instead of cultivating what was perfectly good in its own right. That may have been his biggest crime in this situation. "What if I said we could have someone else for that? What do you think? Focus on each other for a lifetime, have someone else take care of recording all the best moments. We could watch a collage of the past year every anniversary and give ourselves goals to beat for the next one~" Ajax suggested, seemingly amused. With his hands on Mitsuki's breasts, he'd already taken the supposed liberties he asked about afterwards. She obviously had no issues with it anyway, and the words she offered in response were interestingly pointed. For starters, her comment on cute girls being flexible paired nicely with the separation of her legs for the sake of a tighter ride. "Flexible indeed~" was Ajax's immediate comment. Regarding the trust she had in him, however... she was very mistaken. It was nothing to worry about; Ajax would clarify a few things as he groped away and thrusted gently beneath her. "You can trust me all you want... but you can't trust me to not to take advantage of you. One thing I'm absolutely going to do is take advantage of you, constantly, until the day you wither away... whether it's because you aged yourself to death, or because you came hard enough for your soul to leave your body. That's the main liberty I'm taking. That's what you can trust."

[Apollymi]

Apparently, the 'Whisper Confessions' had been seen, but appeared to Akira to be too outrageous to be truthful. Little did he know the truth of conventions, theyw ere cesspools. She supposed it was still fair though, if you've never been and never looked beyond the surface, it would be easy to mistake a convention for just a nerd haven. And while it was that, getting like-minded and sexually frustrated people in a private space together was more or less bound to end in copulation of some sort. Still, she had questions to answer so she would while eating snacks, "I've played quite a few otome protagonists, but you can't just start with the furries. You have to prove you are animal enough to get invited to the special gangbangs. I didn't get a chance to be that one, I was missing equipment. Last time I saw something like that the girl was being played by a guy. I did watch though~" Chizuru mentioned as if it was the most normal thing in the world. She knew that Akira could find himself quite at home in the convention space. She truly couldn't wait to get him involved. Beyond that part of the conversation, she offered access to a hard drive which contained several dozens of gigabytes of her slowly progressing adult acting career. Was the stuff found there more than just the stuff that made the final cut? "Of course, not everything makes it past the editing phase. And even the stuff that does, isn't always just because the public wants or needs to see it. There is also all the stuff I couldn't get signed permissions to post... don't want anyone suing me~" she explained of the situation.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was busy... enjoying herself and her thoughts about gorgeously photogenic children. It wasn't her intention to make any, but if it happened she thought she might as well enjoy it, she'd be having a life time of Ajax which meant there was plenty of time for them. "Hai!~" she sounded off only to look at him while they discussed the picture taking of her. "Actually, I think that would be a good idea. It's always annoying when you want to be involved in something and you want pictures. And no one wants a camera glued to their hands during intimacy... and even setting up before hand can get a bit odd. But I'd like the idea of both of us being fully focused and letting a cameraman who claimed to want to capture everything hand it. It was obviously more important than the intimacy for such a person anyway~" she said again with that less than hidden amount of snark. Ah, but such was in her nature, soft and happy, always reaching out but with a little sting once the wrong side of her was reached. Beyond this point, her trust in Ajax wasn't going to be going anywhere, even as he explained things and got in on her movements by thrusting into her as well while she did those same motions over and over, enjoying the extra sensation of resistance being offered. "Wakatta." she muttered. "Still, if thats the main thing you're taking advantage of, and I can trust that action from you... I really don't mind. It's kind of weird to say, but I think there are worse ways to die than my soul leaving my body, 'cause Daddy's too good~" she explained there wasn't exactly shyness in that, but it was sweet and to the point. So with their discussions out of the way... she was sure they could continue...

Meanwhile, in the space where her paths once converged, Kama was dutifully working on her second child. So very careful she happened to be, working in the bits she'd obtained from Ajax and allowing most of the bits given by HIruko to take over his creation. So blonde, so sharp so very sleek. She created a lad with just a glimmer of the stars in him, but nowhere too obvious. She also created him as a tool of Karma. By inverting the way someone like Hiruko worked, she could draw this son of hers towards a certain man's bad karma targets. In her own mind, this would balance out any negatives that man caused and forever let him know that there was always someone better. Her male child in this case, would always be a good for those wronged by Kakihara Shota. "Ooh, seems like you're almost ready~" she mused pleased about the birth of her second child... but before he could spawn properly, something didn't feel quite right.

[Bloodedge]

Chizuru's cosplays did lean into the otome protagonist, but she'd not yet been the target of the furry gangbang due to some strange, almost elitist customs in that circle. It was a shame; Akira thought they were missing something incredible by not including her. By virtue of that, he was also missing something amazing! "So no gangbang? Damn," he griped. Oh well; maybe one day he'd get to see something of the sort. Akira did think that mention was a bit specific, though. He wondered if Chizuru missed the furry gangbang, but still managed one of the more 'normal' variety? Time would tell, but first came another mention of Chizuru's old hard drive and the type of content it contained ─ what didn't make it to her profile. Interest was only growing within Akira, to such an extent that the words he spoke before the show began gave it all away. "So... any spoilers?" he wondered shamelessly. Of course he was planning to watch every piece of media he could access, but nothing was wrong with something specific to build anticipation further.

An early form of Mitsuki had all the potential to be... just as interesting as he remembered. She had a cute little streak in her that enabled the long-term enslavement of Kakihara Shota. That sort of thing would further fuel Ajax's goal with the younger male, cutting off his ability to claim a title that just wasn't his. More importantly, her self in the proper timeline would inherit at least a bit of this one's energy during an intended merger. "It's settled then. We'll be the biggest power couple in the world, and our ward... I guess I'll call little bro from now on," Ajax decided. Such would be the approach he took for a long, long future with Mitsuki. Even beyond that initial day, Ajax could be seen in Mitsuki's company, casually moving about in a nightclub. It had already been a few weeks, and Ajax now sported a skintight black shirt with short sleeves, skinny lavender jeans with multiple chains attached to his belt, and a shiny pair of black loafers. Naturally, Shota wasn't far from the pair who moved across the dance floor ─ keeping a recording just as he was expected to. By this point in the timeline, it may or may not have become obvious that some form of magical enchantment had been used on the lad. . .

Speaking of magical interventions, Kama's process of sculpting her second son was owed a response... from the son himself. The pieces she melded together fit like parts of a puzzle, but when she started tweaking the way karma applied to this new soul... the thing that didn't feel quite right to her was, in fact, the son's consciousness manifesting. Some of the old ones firmly believed individuality was the fall of mankind. The soul that began materializing itself outside of Kama's body may have been a shining example of that mentality. A boy in his late teens with light blue-grey eyes, pale skin and blonde hair that curled up in a point with a dark green spiked front, also featuring dark green bangs was soon glancing out into the emptiness around them. Completely bare, he sported a well-built runner's physique much like that of his father, a mystique and curious expression like that of his mother... and eventually a scowl that belonged solely to him. That scowl was aimed in Kama's direction as the boy's brain started functioning. It seemed he had reason to be displeased.

[Apollymi]

Before the anime started a question appeared about the nature of gangbangs, as the furry community was a bit more difficult to break into than one would think. "Eh? I didn't say that... but it's definitely not on my OnlyFans. It would have counted as a rape and I definitely couldn't get the consent forms signed, Yakuza are not about that sort of thing," she mused as if it was a reasonable thing. She'd once simply been doing a bit of self recording at a bathhouse late night and ended up in a compromising situation. It wasn't so big a deal anyways. As for the context of spoilers, "Several different characters, gangbangs, dubious consent, a few drunken party girl/ back of club scenes. And definitely all the con stuff I was involved in before..." she summarized without hesitation. Ah but he could have been talking about the anime, she thought to give that a go as well, "Unconventional main character powers... great for comic relief~" she finished up as she aimed to finally push play and start their anime watching.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was given an interesting thought, she and Ajax would be a power couple with a 'ward' that would function as their cameraman for the duration of their lives. Neither would need their hands for anything but whatever they wanted to do, and each other, it seemed quite fair to Mitsuki. "Yes, Daddy♥~" Mitsuki agreed. They could keep that young man for as long as it took. Mitsuki dind't really think it a bad idea, given the fact that he'd been so malicious towards a nice girl and likely wouldn't have stopped that behavior even after leaving her. With this their long journey towards the mortal lifetime, was something that would commence. Weeks passed and Mitsuki found herself dancing in a club with Ajax. He was dressed impeccably and she was still a bit awestruck anytime her eyes were allowed to simply rest on him. Their constant companion besides each other, their 'ward' who was still always recording. "You know, I definitely believe you're magical and all... but it is still really weird that it just works. Also... you look picture perfect!~" she chimed to the man as she was dressed herself in a light blue colored mini-dress and heels that matched, her face an almost permanent state of rosy pink as she enjoyed dancing with Ajax and seemed perfectly capable of ignoring the presence of their camera man in favor of their shared time together.

Meanwhile, Kama was in the middle of an act of creation only to have it go a bit awry. Ah, well the child seemed whole enough and quite a bit older than her previously created one as it would seem he was about the same age as herself at least physically. She gave his physical form a general analysis, as she pondered why he'd appeared in such a way. "Oh? So quick to develop a sense of self. Humanity is full of strange inquiries. Still a very nice mix of all natural elements... though you look quite upset," she said while floating around him seeming to ponder it. "I thought it was Kazzun before, but maybe its me that creates the anger in children," she hypothesized. "What's wrong, young one?" she asked directly, making the assumption that he might have an easier time expressing himself than letting her assign potential extra ideals to mood.

[Bloodedge]

Life for Akira wasn't going to become any less interesting, it seemed. Just as he'd thought, Chizuru's lack of a furry gangbang scene was not indicative of missing gangbangs overall. In fact, one that she had was not uploaded online due to its nonconsensual nature... on the part of a yakuza group. Upon hearing that information, Akira appeared equal parts perplexed and aroused. "You were gang-raped by yakuza? That's... got to be a good one," he decided. The spoilers he wanted were, in fact, about the contents of that hard drive. Chizuru gave those first, furthering Akira's interest. By the time she commented on the anime they were about to start, Akira was only just returning to reality. "Huh? Oh, yeah... that should make for a good series. Dubcon huh?" he muttered. Well, Akira supposed his life would soon be full of... spillage. He'd have to take his juice and medicines or whatever to heal, as the spanking material seemed to be piling up nicely. For now though, he'd be making an earnest effort to actually watch the show.

Another earnest effort was being made in another reality... or at least it seemed like one. Kakihara Shota was doing his job to the letter, ensuring his camera remained focused on the apparent happy couple. Ajax danced about while never moving an entire foot away from Mitsuki, whether they circled each other, grinded, or even freestyled a bit. Mitsuki understood his magical ability by now, but understanding was just the beginning. As he spun around her body and wrapped an arm around her midriff, Ajax shared another secret ─ albeit indirectly. "I'm not magical ─ you're magical. I'll take the picture perfect compliment though. We can be that together, little miss minidress♥~" he flirted. In due time, he'd be exposing Mitsuki to the truth of his words.

Back in the present of the main timeline, Kama had something worth observation. Her second child appeared in a similar way to the first, primarily via an angry or upset facial expression. She floated around to look at the lad, and he spent the entire time glaring. Something within him felt wrong. He felt so free to make decisions, yet so very restricted for reasons he couldn't comprehend in the moment. What was that? Perhaps Kama herself was the thing pulling him? He didn't know the answer to that either. When asked what was wrong, he had nothing to say; he didn't know. All he could do was continue staring, continue glaring... until something else went wrong. A blonde male yet to be named was slipping through the pocket dimension in which he was born. As for where he'd end up after a few moments of silent flickering... Well, that was quite the mystery.

[Apollymi]

Chizuru shared a great deal of information about her sex-ploits with Akira and unlike many others who would have been a bit upset on her behalf or even a bit worried about her sanity, he seemed to be appreciative of her work. A grin spread across her face, "Yeah, it was pretty good. It has a bath scene set up, it wasn't meant to be that but once it started I was fine. One of those dudes was a terror though, he's the reason I know I should stretch before a huge undertaking. Though some of those guys were a weird kind too... you know the ones who lose interest once it's obvious you aren't against it..." she mentioned giving a bit of a shrug. "You really are a pervert of a special kind~" she claimed but it was more endearing than anything she'd said before now. As for the spoilers given about the show, it would seem that he was quite invested. "Yeah, consent is one of those things I am a bit less concerned about than most women in general I think. Talking someone into something or even being a bit pushy physically isn't necessarily a turn-off. Obviously, I mean that both ways~" she said knowing that most would have seen her climbing on top of a man in the hospital who couldn't get away from her to be dubious at best, regardless of the state of his dick.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki in a minidress was dancing in orbit around a guy she was sure could have done anything he wanted. Magical might have been the least of his descriptors but still he was content to give away such a moniker. "Ehehe~ Cute girls can be magical. You're really good at that too!~" she said knowing that she'd received more compliments and flirts in the past few weeks than her poor soul knew how to handle. She danced and knew they had a shadow camera with them the entire time, but as time went on it didn't really matter. Whether she was in a mini-dress or not. And most of the times the answer would be not, as many of her days were sent doing various activities and many of her nights were spent naked or nearly so tangled up with Ajax, in sheets, showers, beds, on tables, chairs, countertops, in VIP Rooms and so many other places.

At the same time, Kama was busy inspecting her son and finishing off his look. Clothing would be put together for him but a name he didn't yet have. So upset was his face, but she couldn't quite tell the reason why... "Hm, you still don't have a name... but you don't look like you're going to stay around long enough to get one," she said as he began to flicker out. "Apologies, young one, we'll talk more when we catch up again... have fun♥~" she offered sincerely. "I'll look for you..." she told him. It was odd she wasn't as in control of this birthing situation as she would have liked. Perhaps that was something to question along with the name of her son. But if he was to be gone for a time to figure out some things on his own, she supposed she should go back to where she had been. And thus she allowed herself to drift, back into that boat. And thus back to the father of her child... "Sou ka, I got carried away there and completely forgot about you, gomennasai, Hirrun~ It's really odd, I didn't know I had Okaa-sama's tendencies," she mused gently. She picked up from where she left off, but returned with a very different visage.

[Bloodedge]

A gangbang without consent in a bathhouse ─ such an interesting concept that was. Akira wondered about the alleged 'huge' man involved in that scene, but quickly exchanged that curiosity for disappointment about the others Chizuru mentioned. That sort of shift would almost ruin the entire scene.... almost. "That's a shame, but at least it's got some redemption. I'm guessing the bath setup and the first few minutes are at least peak content," he mused. Akira had a special interest in the 'learning experience' part of that scene. If she only learned the necessity of stretching before taking something larger into herself from that day, it had to be quite the genuine wrecking. As if to prove he was a special kind of pervert, he had only one additional question. "So how long after that scene did you leave the place?" he wondered. Whatever the case, Chizuru's other admission made Akira begin... planning. Once he was healthy, perhaps he'd take advantage of her opinions more directly. That would be interesting. . .

From dancing in the club to visiting resorts and festivals across the world, Ajax intended to grant Mitsuki the ultimate human experience in this lifetime. Her magical capacity would equally be explored as time passed, but first came the acquisition of a home they would share. One year deep in their relationship, and the time had finally come to put a rest to the traveling phase. Well... that was sort of the case. A mansion underwater had become the site of their home, kept from the perception of mortals and built similarly to the fabled city of Atlantis. Its location was among the most aesthetic in this world: the Great Barrier Reef. Natural water was allowed to flow through at select points of a modern mansion design, where large windows were not made of glass at all ─ instead being simple stopping points between self-cycling air and the outside sea. Ajax stood in front of the largest window on the bottom floor, looking out to the reef sharks as they curiously swam about outside. He wore only a grey bathrobe and carried two glasses of... something that could almost pass as wine, if not for the fact that it looked like a red nebula in liquid form. "I think that's it for the finishing touches. How's that for an anniversary, Luna?"

The son of Kama had no words to share. He was confused, upset... and had no idea what he was even upset about, thereby becoming more confused still. Whatever the case, something was pulling him out of the unusual location that saw his completion and birth. His mother had words to share and clothes to give, but he wanted none of it presently. He didn't want to be angry for no reason, so there was a silent acceptance of any future meeting and conversation. Clothes, however, were not received in completion; he didn't stick around long enough to get more than a pair of white trousers. In fact, any other articles wouldn't have mattered... as this lad sprouted a massive pair of glowing blue wings from his back to fly into the void that pulled him. With that, and with Kama's return to the boat, time finally reestablished itself. Hiruko regained consciousness in the strangest way. To him, there was Sakura and some strange man... and then there was just Sakura looking like some sort of humanlike space creature, with nothing happening between moments. Bewildered, he took a deep breath and said the only thing he could think. "Alright... What the hell did I just live through? Let's start with the obvious superpowers part, shall we?"

[Apollymi]

Chizuru had to agree with the shame of the lack of appreciation. Rapist who raped just for the sake of feeling powerful or harming other people's psyche weren't exactly what she was looking for. In her case, something more passionate or forceful could be considered good, especially, if there was something completely ridiculous on offer. "Yeah, it was quite the shift. But I brought it back... it had an interesting overall shift~" she said. "Still wasn't exactly for the public friendly though," she explained of the situation without too many spoilers. She and the guy with the biggest cock had indeed hit it off a bit, gruff though he was it turned into quite the one on one after everything was over. As for how long she remained in the bath afterwards. "Eh, I ended up doing a long soak after all that... between the legs and the rubbing I definitely wobbled out of there 4 hours after everything else was over," she explained. And that was fine, they could settle in and watch the show for a while, and she'd make sure she handed over the hard drive on another visit.

A year had been spent with Ajax and Mitsuki had learned a great many things in that time period. She'd enjoyed the dancing, the festivals and the resorts. She was on a semi-permanent vacation. And experiencing it all with the wide-eyed freshness of youth. Everything was so interesting to see. Even now she was staring out into the water, looking at all the swimming creatures in this underwater resort. Barefoot her eyes sparkled, they'd gained a strangeness, the blue of them being encroached upon by a brilliant pink which seemed to make them sparkle in the light. Her pink hair had also gained some lightened highlights. She began to look quite magical herself, even seeming to gain a bit of weight but only in proper places as she stared out at the waters in a short robe, loosely tied as well. "Woah!~ That drink looks phenomenal!~" she claimed. "I like what's in the glasses too♥~" she flirted innocently enough. Still, the anniversary they shared would be quite interesting. "For a first anniversary you're setting the bar super high! I like it though, it's been the best year!~" she explained earnestly. She'd reach for the glass and grin... "To many more?!~" she offered the toast. Time would continue from that point, some three years skipped ahead in time and Mitsuki found herself with camera in hand taking pictures of five adorable faces with hair shaded from vibrant crimson to light pink, and everything in between. "KAWAIIII!~ We had five and they are so cute!~" she exclaimed. She'd never expected to be a parent but this was far from the oddest way she could have spent a few years of her life.

Kama saw her son fly off and he only left with pants. How odd, still the winged boy was quite a good thing to look at. Perhaps through conversation she'd eventually find out why he was so very upset. She was going to have to start believing she simply created upset children by virtue of not understanding enough. Perhaps it would be better to make sure any child she created had a bit more human influence? Yes, that was a logical way to think about it. Moving on, she was soon sitting once more in front of Hiruko dressed very different from the norm and having him seem to be quite surprised by what had happened. Still, he approached this like all things with open-mindedness and way more calm that even Kama would have expected. "Hm, that's interesting you're taking this a lot better than I thought you might," she said giving it a bit of thought. "It's a lot to explain though... superpowers are how humans consider magic so the cut and dry of it is... a lot to take in. Could I just give you the background information directly? It'd be a lot easier that way..." she started a gentle smile coming to her face. Those red eyes of hers were very different from the girl she'd appeared to be before, she approached Hiruko directly over that table, intending to kiss him and in so doing... share the brief summary of information about the magical world, gods, goddesses and some of her understanding of humans in this world and their lack of magical ability for the most part.

[Bloodedge]

Four hours?! Once Akira heard those words, his mind exploded. If someone like Chizuru needed four hours of recovery time after reducing impact to that of a single guy, he had something very exciting to see... and a lot of work to do on himself for the future. There wasn't much he could do in terms of comparing to that, but surely there was an opportunity to learn somewhere on that hard drive. Akira would probably spend some time observing Chizuru on the recordings, fishing out whatever reactions were more genuine to her personality to discover any hard preferences. Before all of that however, he'd be building preferences of his own in relation to anime. . .

On the day of their first anniversary, Ajax had a very special drink prepared for Mitsuki... and apparently a beverage to boot, based on her own flirtatious words. "Ho? I wonder which one you want more," he said while letting go of one glass. Mitsuki's claim that the bar was being set high was totally unfounded... at least from Ajax's perspective. Upon receiving that toast offer, he stepped closer to Mitsuki, moving forward still even as their glasses touched. "To all of them," he said before bringing their lips together. Years later, five glorious little girls were in front of the couple. As expected from the day of their first meeting, Mitsuki was filling her camera storage with pictures of the group. "Of course they're cute! You didn't think you had it in you to make something mediocre, did you? Give yourself some credit," the father of five spoke as he stood next to the woman, arm around her waist. "If you feel like slipping back into that wedding dress of yours, I'll put thirty more in you right now♥~" he flirted. "Little bro could watch the girls. You'll give him a lot of shit, right Nino?" he asked of the second-oldest quintuplet.

Hiruko was far beyond expecting anything normal from dealing with Sakura. Though her sudden change of visage and the matching lapse in time were surprising, he'd seen enough ridiculousness from her already to go with the flow. "What can I say? With everything else piling up, I'm almost ready to believe anything," the blonde stated. Hiruko also expected the information to be plentiful, but it seemed Sakura had a workaround for that too. Her offer was met by a shrug of general acceptance, and a trip across the table had her offering... a kiss? No, it wasn't quite that. Once their lips touched, there was a large stream of general background information rushing into Hiruko's mind. They weren't his thoughts; it wasn't his imagination. These were things Sakura knew, experienced, and delivered to him through contact. In fact, Hiruko couldn't even take the whole of it right away. His eyes darted open in that first second, and after a mighty surge... he pulled back. "Whew! That's a crazy way to tell somebody a thing! So you're not even from this world, huh? There's a whole genre about that sort of thing."

[Apollymi]

As the pair in the hospital settled into their thoughts and a new show for at least one of them, something different was going on at the Card Shop. A decent bit of time had passed at the card shop. Several rounds had been played, and decks had been built and all of it was culminating in a pretty lively experience. Just the same... one Iino Miko had remained perched in the lap of Kimura Kazuhiko and all the while, Shirogane Kei had been steaming. A few catty comments and exchanges had taken place but while Miko finished putting her most recent deck away after playing a match, Kei was incapable of holding back anymore. It wasn't just the fact that she'd lost the match, it was the fact that Miko remained looking smug and comfortable from her perch which gnawed at her. And every time she'd tried to wiggle her way in discretely, Miko had remained blocking and chatting casually. When she'd finally given up she'd challenged her to a match only to watch her continue to perch and then win so she couldn't even demand she get up as a victory condition. "Ugh! Mi-sen you know what you're doing and you're sabotaging everything I try on purpose!" she griped seemingly upset about the lost match but that wasn't it. "I have no idea what you mean♪~" Miko chirped with an insincere amount of deviousness in her voice. And Kei could no longer hold the extra emotion back. "I like him too. I've been trying to get close all day and you're just being contrary and hogging him. I'm just trying to clear everything up and explain and you're being unnecessarily difficult!" she finally cracked, tears beginning to trickle down her face. "It's not my fault, I'm not used to guys being so nice, I got overwhelmed and I started crying but that doesn't mean I changed my mind!" she finally exclaimed which had Kaguya giggled while she and Ai watched from the seats they'd shifted to, in order to allow the match. "That took longer than expected..." Ai mentioned nonchalantly. "Yep, but it's always like that, should be fine as long as it doesn't devolve into name calling~" Kaguya mentioned seemingly amused. "Is that what one of those looks like from the outside?" Angelica asked quietly, having never seen such a thing but seeming to understand Kei from a spiritual standpoint.

A toast was a thing they'd share many times over. No matter what she chose to drink Mitsuki would always enjoy one in Ajax's company. What was more... it would seem that over the years both kinds of drinks enjoyed would eventually lead to a cacophony of children being born between them. She stared in awe at all the babies she'd created and couldn't help but coo over them, as a group and as individuals. "No, I always knew they'd be cute but... actually seeing them!~ Though I guess cute girls should make cute babies!~" she said in agreement, seeming a bit flushed soon after. What was more a dangerous flirt left the mouth of Ajax which had Mitsuki's heart beating uncontrollably in her chest. "Eto... I'd squeeze into that dress anyday, but... does it have to be thirty at the same time? We could break them up into sets... you know make some time of it?~" she offered with shy cheek. of course, one of her babies, the one called Nino seemed a little terse beyond all reason. Ah left in the care of Kakihara Shota those girls wouldn't be experiencing anything bad, and such an instance would happen many times over the years, until the many little girls were old enough to look after themselves. Among the dozens of vacations and time-spent together. There were dance recitals, sports competitions, musical recitals, art gallery exhibitiions and other such activities all centered around the girls. They grew into their personalities and their parents continued to involve themselves even as their flirting and the like continued through the years. To pecks and pictures with arms wrapped around Mitsuki's waist as she had the girls pose together. "You two could just get a room," scoffed the one called Nino. At some point when her mother and father were spotted making 'googly' eyes at each other during graduation pictures.

Meanwhile, Hiruko was being given a crash course in Kama's life experiences, thorough the simple medium of mana contact, offered through a kiss. "It's good that you were ready, if not such a thing would definitely break your mind and I am sure Micchan and Kayan would be quite upset about it. Your owner too~" she said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. It would seem he was capable of taking knowledge at least, and also moderating himself, pulling away after a second of the transfer and beginning to process the information on his own terms. "Sou ka, you are oddly capable of receiving information that way... some places and people prefer that method to avoid confusion and by that same logic many will avoid physical contact with others to avoid tainting themselves with unnecessary information." she said happy this hadn't turned into an oddity. "I am not, this world is an entirely new experience for me. That genre you mention does it include the word iseikai? Kazzun mentioned that one day and it stuck out to me... I still haven't looked into much of such things yet. I've only been in this world a few days so far, and there is so much to see and experiment with..." she explained. "Any questions based on that background information? I can help clear things up a bit more for you... I can even explain some things I was less forward about before if you'd like," she expressed very easily, it would seem that this form of Sakura was quite beyond the boundaries of normalcy or trying to develop regular human decency.

[Bloodedge]

Back at the card shop, Kazuhiko had become the observer of a game between Miko and Kei. Reiji had long since returned from the storage room, presumed the others left the shop after some upsetting losses or interactions, and went right back to working the front desk as normal. He was mostly indifferent to the goings-on, and luckily so, as things would soon become rather hectic at the playing table. One loss was all it took for Kei to flip her lid and spew a tirade Kazu wanted to be... literally anywhere else for. It was very strange being the topic of such an extreme conversation. Kei admitted so much, perhaps while not even thinking about the fact that he was sitting right there. He wanted to shrink; this was a day of card games and he was trapped in a soap opera. If nothing else, some things were admitted among the tears ─ things he was better being privy to. The matter of her earlier bawling was cleared up, and so were her strange actions since their arrival at the shop. What was Kazuhiko himself to do though? Well, it seemed best to let their conversation finish. "Yes, Angie. That's also what that looks like," he muttered under his breath.

The matter of Mitsuki receiving another thirty children within her met a fun amount of resistance. She suggested breaking the number apart to add some balance to their lives, and Ajax... almost agreed. "That's a good idea. Thirty now, thirty tomorrow, ninety the next day~" he joked while pulling her aside. Years later, that same group of little girls had become young women. A perfectly normal graduation was apparently grounds for some romantic gazes, to which the very same angry toddler from years before showed dedication to her original framework. "And you could not make something you noticed obvious to everybody else in the building, but here you are, Nini. I guess we should though, huh? But then there won't be time to pick up your graduation present! I guess, since you insist..."

Hiruko had no problem sorting through the information he was given, though he had every problem with the feeling of that massive rush. It took a minute to recover, even though he used that same time to process what was gained. "Shame this old brain isn't the easiest thing to break. As a way of passing along information, I like this. Well... maybe I'll go analog with most people anyway," he said, knowing such a transfer wouldn't happen between another man and himself. If such a thing were necessary, Hiruko would have to hire an intermediary... though that could certainly work in most cases. "Isekai... yeah, that's the one. I guess this would be the reverse of that. A goddess from the magical world pops up in modern day Osaka and brings magic with her. That clears up the questions I had from our meeting either way. But what's the point? You didn't tell me all of this just because I fucked you silly and saw some things a normal person shouldn't see. Even people like me have easy ways to wipe someone's memory of stuff like that. So... what's the secret?" he asked.

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko was definitely receiving information that he might not have wanted to be present for, but... he still needed it. Miko herself considered such a button pushing spill to be a perfectly normal and necessary part of this situation. She wasn't going to share one of her favorite people in the whole world with someone who would create more misunderstandings and end up wasting even more time than Miko had herself. She'd seen that shy and sly method playout and it wasn't going to fly if she was here. Angelica's words were answered by Kazuhiko and she nodded, "Hm... it looks different from the outside. Though I guess I understand better now..." she commented. This same girl's tears the previous day had been something seemingly foreign. Meanwhile the others at the table, seemed to almost innately stay out of the line of fire. "Wakatta, good job, Kei-hai♫~" Miko mentioned as she reached over to give the girl a comforting pat on the head. Kei looked up tears still in her eyes and saw, understanding confusingly enough. The white haired girl found herself confused by the emotional maturity that seemed to be present in Miko while she continued to have all the necessary ammunition to push her buttons. "Yesli by vy khoteli pomoch', vy mogli by prosto skazat' ob etom." Kei uttered. A different habit surfaced in that moment and it was a language slip which had Miko looking at her chuckling. "Who said I'm helping... I just have to go talk to Reiji-san~" she offered as she finally vacated her spot in Kazuhiko's lap her completely packed Seimei themed bag in hand. "Should we..." Ai started to ask. "Maybe not yet..." Kaguya mentioned wondering if Kei realized that everyone who spoke common could understand her uttered phrases in Russian completely. Just the same, Miko approached the front counter willing to let that conversation stand for a while, "Reiji-san, worked out my total cost by now?" she asked of him seemingly amused.

"Chotto..." Ah, an utterance that had gotten Mitsuki into a lot of trouble over the course of her lifetime, seemed to once again be leading into another long sex-filled night. Ah well, it was always fun in the end. Even their relative shadow who was demoted to baby sitter for a time wasn't even anything she gave real concern to. He'd once claimed he wanted to be her camera man, so he was. Meanwhile, Nino the daughter of the pair second born, was pointing out issues adn being playfully teased by her father in return. The claim that they'd skip out on presents made the girl with ehr short twintails pout. "Eh? I never said that, obviously it's presents first and room after!" she claimed immediately. "You shouldn't tease Ni like that, you know she'll pout all week. Besides they were top performers they deserve presents. Cute girls who do good earn rewards!~" claimed Mitsuki. Much to the happiness of the rest of her children. As they headed off for college and her and Ajax found themselves with an empty nest... well... travel and fun were back on the table. She felt surprisingly spry even as she aged and was always willing to keep ther nights of fun and their days of epic sight-seeing and adventure. "The girl's aren't coming home for spring break... which resort are we going to this time?~" Mitsuki uttered excitely as they planned another vacation for around the time of their anniversary.

Meanwhile, Kama was busy giving information in an unconventional way and finding Hiruko to be quite receptive. It seemed most of his questions would be answered by the idea that there was magic and she was from another world. Though her telling him this information wasn't something that he expected. No, he thought that simply having sex with her was something which shouldn't have prompted the data bomb she dropped. "Sou ka, well... that has several different layers of explanation. And technically you fucking me silly is reason enough... a human wouldn't be capable of that. A human wouldn't be capable of making a pet out of me and a human definitely wouldn't be capable of naming me in a way my soul accepts. You are far too magical for this world, and my own calculations have you taking out yourself and a continent the next time your life cycles, that is every seven years by the way for most sentient creatures. And I can't really allow that for multiple reasons," she said. By this time a young woman with deep blue hair had appeared on this boat and would be casually leaning against the far wall tossing a magical blue die around in her fingers. Nodding along with Kama's explanations. She was dressed rather stylishly in a short blue layered dress, which revealed the skin on her back and most of her legs. She had a white fluffy boa around her exposed shoulders and enchanting green eyes. A small braid was off to one side of her short blue bob which tapered into lighter blue towards the ends. She seemed mildly amused but wasn't interrupting that part of the conversation just yet.

[Bloodedge]

And so, the spat between Kei and Miko came to a somewhat natural end more quickly than Kazu expected. He thought that was for the best; anything more would have left him completely out of the loop. Strange though, was Kei's speech in... Russian? Yes, that sounded like what he knew to be Russian or its equivalent on Alaya. Maybe she had some long-lost habit, or maybe she spawned in that sort of country on Alaya? "Russian?" he questioned aloud as Miko left his lap. Still not one to exacerbate the issue, Kazu looked to Seiichi and nodded. The other lad proceeded to slide in Kei's direction from the same side of their table, offering a handkerchief in silence. "So that's what all of that was for earlier. Gomen. I've seen girls crying a thousand times, probably for three thousand reasons. I always just get confused and run off assuming it's my fault. We're pretty much done here anyway, right?" he asked of the group for confirmation. All the while, Reiji was approached at the counter by Miko and asked about the total cost of her purchase. With one hand adjusting his glasses, he placed the other on his computer mouse. "I have. Since it's such a sizeable purchase being delivered, I took the liberty of opening a tab under your name. You don't have to worry about paying right now. Bulk orders like this one can be dangerous. If anything is damaged on arrival, I'll have to send it back for a replacement. I don't want to charge you for some things that may not be in the first batch you receive," he stated firmly, turning the monitor toward Miko to reveal a number larger than what he spent when first stocking the shop.

Nino was, in her own way, the most unique of the quintuplets. Ajax didn't have to wonder which one of the children got his attitude when she opened her mouth. All that snark further manifested as indignance that demanded presents, but still ordered her parents to get a room. He wasn't to tease that one so thoroughly, according to Mitsuki. Cute girls who did good things deserved rewards? "Isn't that my line? Oh well. Everyone gets to pick a car today~" he said, ending that with a sneaky, cheeky wink in Mitsuki's direction. He wasn't letting that earned rewards comment slip by, and would surely address it when the girls weren't in earshot. Later still, with college-age offspring keeping away for break, there was another vacation in the couple's immediate future. Mitsuki wondered what resort they were going to. They'd been together for twenty years; this trip was one he'd been waiting for. "We're going to one of the leisure palaces... in the Xion system, on a planet called Midnight. No air, diamond glaciers and mountains, diamond falls in place of weather conditions, an X-tonic star that should instantly vaporize any carbon, hydrogen, silicate, gas... all known forms of life, basically. Come on, Luna ─ it's finally time for you to see the stars~" he offered with one hand held out.

Hiruko's life was finally taking a turn outside of expectancies. His was one that came with a thousand twists and turns, but never would he have expected one of the magical variety until this past few days. Well, now he had reason to believe that itching sensation on his tattoo wasn't just psychosomatic. He and Makima had some things to discuss later. For now, he was hearing the tale of his own capacity beyond human expectation... and the bitter fate that awaited his current path due to his constitution. "Lay it on a little thicker, why don't you? I guess that explains the questions you asked in the car. So, what's the deal then?" he asked only as a segue into his next line of thought. The pause, however, was for more than a single reason. "Is this where you say I have to move to another world, or blow up the one I'm living in? Or is the next intruder here for me this time?" With that, Hiruko's eyes shifted about until they landed on a blue-haired absolute bombshell looking ever so casual. "Gotta say though, I never thought the Ghost of Christmas Present would look like the high-roller of every man's wet dreams."

[Apollymi]

Shirogane Kei was an interesting person. Her unique looks were indeed the byproduct of a bit of crossbreeding between people of different nationalities. What was more surprising was the fact that Kazuhiko seemed capable of picking up on that. "Yeah, my mom was Russian... I speak both it and Japanese fluently," she said as she accepted a handkerchief from Seiichi, "Arigatou..." she murmured as she wiped her tears. 'Ahh, if he understands Russian, I'm not going to be able to do that when I'm freaking out...' she thought quickly. Meanwhile, Kaguya chuckled. "We all basically spoke elementary Russian after dealing with you for a while anyway♥~" that utterance had Kei's pale face turning red. She'd definitely need to think of a different strategy. As for his other question, it'd be Ai who had something to say. "Yeah, Mi-tan is going to settle up then we can all head out... I'm sure there are a few more meetings to get through today~" she mused with a lightly knowing smirk. Everyone else was already beginning to pack up, with bags and items stored away and newly constructed decks put away in deck boxes and all seemed well. In the meantime, Miko was speaking with Reiji about her purchases. Apparently, he'd be opening up a tab in her name and she'd be able to pick up the ordered things when they came in and be charged for them once they'd safely arrived. The figure he produced had her looking at the paper for a moment or two. "It's really nice of you to do it that way. I assume it will be fine, also I thought this would be more than this... I definitely ordered a lot..." she said softly. She pulled out of her things, a black credit card with her own name on it, which she'd been burning up most of the day. "At least charge me for all the things I'm walking out of here with today, Reiji-san♪~" she mused happily.

Meanwhile, a different time saw girls graduating and heading off to college. Each apparently earning a car for their hard work. Even while the one called Nino seemed indignantly upset, she was pleased. Her parents were happy together which was more than most could say... and though she didn't like them making googly eyes at each other all the time, she could at least appreciate. "Eto... I might have borrowed it. Cute girls can borrow any phrases they like~" she claimed nonchalantly. But of course, Mitsuki didn't miss the flirt involved nor would she do anything but fall straight into it every time. "Hmphf!" she turned her nose up but that small up turn of her lips would remain. Soon enough, Mitsuki would be finding out that their next trip was one that wasn't even on the planet. They'd been together so long, she was well past questioning anything magical or scientific. She'd learned of a place with a magical name and a crazy landscape which contained imminent destruction. "That place sounds really cool! I can't wait to see it... though I want to question people for building on a place that sounds so dangerous. I figure it's the diamonds that lured the people in, it has to look crazy!~" she nodded while speaking about it. Diamonds were all the rage, but it still seemed ridiculous for humans to decide something so destructive was worth a resort. Still, it wouldn't stop her from enjoying her vacation. "Let's go!~" she chimed happily. Surely over the next few decades lots of these kinds of trips would be on the itinerary.

Meanwhile, Sakura was busy providing explanations. A mind quick enough to follow along was indeed hard to come by, and she quite enjoyed Hiruko for being so very good for gathering information. Sakura had picked up quite a few colloquialisms between her time spent with these modern individuals. She didn't really get why this would need to be thicker in this case though. "I'm just being truthful from an objective stand point. And yes, I asked those questions to get a handle on the situation. Magically you seem to reject Karma but it isn't a conscious effort of yours. And Karma says that if good things happen bad things should too. So the longer you go without karma reaching you, the bigger the radius on your negative karma... that's the easiest explanation I can give," she said carefully. "As for you leaving, I would say you should at least go to the other world to fix your constitution. It would be reasonable for you to continue, but my understanding of humans says you may not enjoy it completely... the answers seem to be a mixed right now," she expressed her understanding but there was a new appearance. She turned her head slightly taking in a new visage. Unlike Ajax previously she could now understand this person and the difference between her life and those of humans but it was still a bit shrouded. "Sou ka, you're his partner..." she mentioned of that blue haired young woman. "Clever clever♥ Though I don't think I've ever seen you so young~" the blue haired woman mentioned. As she looked towards Hiruko, "Oh? I am just here to clarify a few points and wait for my partner, I have it on good authority he should be back here soon~" she said while standing up a bit straighter. "And I am definitely the high-roller of a lot of dreams not just the men but especially yours♥~" she flirted shamelessly. "Also I am more like Santa than the Ghost of Christmas Past, I have presents♥~" she claimed with a cheeky smirk.

[Bloodedge]

Some interesting news reached Kazuhiko's ear. Shirogane Kei's unique visage stemmed from her apparent Russian heritage on her mother's side. He gained a deeper understanding of her visual appeal from that knowledge, though the speech was still a little out of the blue. On the other hand, it sounded nice and made an interesting contrast to her normal tone. "Sou ka. It sounds cute," he commented without any additional thought. When Ai spoke, she confirmed the group's overall readiness to depart momentarily. That came with a minor spoiler he didn't think too much about. "Why don't we splinter off then? We could uh..." Kazu thought to offer a trip with Kei separate from the others, but realization struck him all too soon. Any options he had for that suggestion were very limited for one simple reason. "Uh... actually, I don't have much money. I can come up with something though!" he vowed. Meanwhile, Reiji was sighing over the demands of Miko. It was fine that she wanted to be charged for her current purchase, but the tab had already been established. Still, he knew better than to drop down the rabbit hole of politeness in this case. He turned the monitor toward himself again, took that credit card, and began crunching numbers again. "That's an even taller order, you know? It'll be difficult enough remembering everything you got today."

And so began the first planetary trip of many for Ajax and Mitsuki. A deadly planet of diamonds, the 'mirrorverse' as some knew it, a colony of asteroids orbiting a living dwarf star ─ such things were only part of the list for their travels across the next few decades. Even at their golden anniversary, Ajax hadn't aged a single day since their first meeting. He still entered their shared bedroom with all the energy necessary to fold Mitsuki backwards nonstop for a fortnight, but lo... the time to slow things down had already come. He'd been able to extend Mitsuki's vitality and youth, but even he could not extend this variant's life in a timeline he confirmed to be crumbling several decades before. This was never meant to be permanent, but it was always easy to get lost in the moment. An immortal twenty-something saw decades as most would see weekends, but... what of a seventy year-old Mitsuki with only a small buffer by comparison?

The constitution of Hiruko was linked to karma: an apparently real phenomenon. He'd always been an exceptionally lucky individual even as one who believed in manifesting his own luck, but... he couldn't say the now white-haired Sakura was just making things up. "Corrective measures," he asserted after her explanation. It made perfect sense. If he rejected karma that was meant to be a mandatory experience, it was only right that there be some backlash after sufficient buildup. As for the fix, she suggested that he make at least a temporary trip to the other world. How bothersome, yet... exciting? Hiruko would have wondered what the alternatives for, but the other woman on the boat had everyone's attention before he spoke again. Much like before, this one had knowledge of them despite being an unknown herself. Hiruko couldn't call himself a fan of being the ignorant one in random meetings like this; he normally had either the intel or the means of acquiring it through a few exchanges. To Hiruko, this woman was a point of interest and possibly importance ─ at least in one alleged direction. "Especially mine huh? I was thinking I'm overdue for a long nap," he mused while looking the woman up and down. "Alright non-ghost lady, what sort of presents are we talking? If you're here to clarify something, I just learned a really fun way to do it. Not sure if you've heard of it before~" he flirted, fully certain this woman knew about the way Sakura exchanged information, but joking about nonetheless.

[Apollymi]

The air was mostly cleared between Kei and Kazuhiko now, and with that it seemed like the lad was keen to offer her a bit more comfort for her troubles. He claimed the Russian she spoke sounded cute and she blushed furiously and buried her face in that handkerchief for a while longer. "You didn't have to say..." she uttered quickly. Still the little happy movement of her legs below the table proved she was quite pleased nonetheless. It would seem that there was a potential splintering to happen here and with that the idea that they could go off and do something together. This was a great idea, Kei could effectively communicate if it was just the two of them... she hoped. "I don't really care what we do too much. I'm fine with a budget conscious outing after watching Mi-sen splurge more than my family's yearly budget... outside of bills," she muttered which made Miko chuckle. She knew she was spending outrageously but her life on this planet had been far too frugal for how bad it'd been within Alaya, she was going to spend happily. "Nakanoshima Festival is on... you only have to buy stuff you want to eat and you can see plenty of sights," Miko mentioned to help out. It was the bigger version of the student run festival she'd run into, that she'd caught a glimpse of and heard about while out with Marisbury and Hiruko. Cheap, effective and full of cheap and tasty food would make it something Kei would enjoy and would help Kazuhiko keep his wallet semi-full and his hopes for a date relatively high. She had both of their backs, regardless of the fact that she'd been antagonizing Kei all day. "And here I was trying to prod Ai for extra information~" Kaguya mused. Immediately after, Reiji was speaking of not knowing what things were there... "If you have a list up, I know exactly what we have on us," she mentioned willing to spill a whole list to him including the 20 some odd boxes of cards, the 15 different sets of deck boxes, sleeves, playmats and bags. As well as a few starter decks, and the plushy she'd given to Anya.

Meanwhile, as her life progressed, Mitsuki saw the stars. So many festivals, so many planets so many fond memories. All the while, she seemed to feel the weight of time catching up to her. Each and every year that passed felt like agony to her, but she'd done all the greatest things life could have asked of her. She'd taken the pictures, enjoyed all the things. Given birth to five beautiful girls and seen them grow all the way up. She'd spent the entirety of her life in the care of a man who adored her and she felt appreciated and cared for every single day of their life together. "You know every time I see you I want to go again. I really can't help it~" she claimd happily. "But having made all the memories I have, I want to go out with one last big bang... I don't know if I have another one of these in me after today... but I want just one more~" she claimed while extending her arms to him. She held in her hands a little camera wanting to snap one last selfie with the man who'd changed her life forever.

At the same time, Sakura was given Hiruko's understanding of the situation at hand. A grin came to her face and that blue haired stranger also grinned eerily pleased. "Yes, exactly that. You are refreshingly easy to explain things to," Kama mentioned seemingly pleased. "Always love the sexy brains. I do too♥~" that woman said content to only interject when she needed to. Meanwhile, the flirting behind his calculating mind were obvious to that blue haired woman, so familiar she was with his mannerisms. "Don't tempt me, you aren't even awake yet, Awanari♥~" this young woman said, as if there was a real threat behind the idea of putting this man to sleep. "The best kind of presents, the kind that both give information and feel great♥~" she expressed with a cheeky wink. As for his statement about clarification, she looked at him her lips up turning slowly. "Also I know that way, but a kiss could get you lost so early in your journey, might not be worth the risk. Losses and gains have to be balanced after all~" she said though that didn't stop her from pushing off the wall and in the next second being right beside the man leaned over the back of the couch. "Kissing me could be dangerous for you... it might be a bit too early. Your senses might not be awake enough for me to be something you can process..." she claimed rolling that dice in her hands as if she was bored enough to just let the dice decide. "How about a bet... roll between one and six, if it rolls three or higher, I'll have an early sample. Call it exactly I'll give you a real one~" she said.

[Bloodedge]

Kazu didn't have to say, but he did. He never had to say, but he always would. Kei's reaction seemed positive beneath her choice of words, so he was glad he did and would do it again. He proposed they run off by themselves with a budget approach, not wanting to waste all of the money he had before gaining the ability to earn more. It seemed Kei was fine with the idea, even preferring it after bearing witness to Miko's splurging of the day. "Honestly? Same. Even though I get it now, it's terrifying to watch. We'll still do something awesome. Promise," he stated. Right on cue thanks to her superhuman hearing, Miko offered a suggestion of an active festival. Kazu leaned back in his chair until its front legs rose from the floor, thinking over the idea. "I like festivals. Interested in that?" he asked of Kei. All the while, Reiji was beckoning Miko toward his side of the counter. "I'll leave it in your more capable hands then. Just please avoid doing something silly like paying for the other items as well. The anxiety would kill me," he pleaded.

As Ajax entered the bedroom and turned to close the door, he heard Mitsuki speak. He paused upon hearing her words, not yet turning away from the shutting door. Was it that time already? She was talking about going out with a bang, and he was silently holding the doorknob. No matter the adjustments made, mortal life was never long enough. Fifty years they spent together. Fifty years, so long yet so short, so meaningful yet so miniscule. "Don't talk like that. We just met," he said softly, hesitating further before turning to see that readied camera and open arms. Ajax didn't know how to feel about this moment. In the grand scheme of things, this entire lifetime was but a stepping stone to enable and enhance the endless cycle of another variant. On the other hand, it was still a life he lived and became invested in. All things had to end... but they really didn't. What could he do? Steel himself for the sake of the main timeline. "One big bang huh? Do you really want to go until there's nothing left of you? What's it been, fifty years now? That's so little time. But... that's how things go," he complained. Even so, Ajax took the necessary steps to place him within those outstretched arms, letting his own wrap around Mitsuki's torso as their lips drew closer. What should have been a peck was drawn out for several seconds before Ajax pulled away even a little. "Hold those memories, Luna. You're the boss again today. What can I do for you?"

Back on the boat, Hiruko received the praise of two gorgeous women for the quality of his brain. What made it so interesting to hear such things was the way his brain was normally viewed. "Funnily enough, I'm usually hearing the exact opposite. Only once per person," he commented. This blue-clad newcomer was just the right side of flirtatious as well, rousing him easily with the addition of a name he'd never heard. More importantly, the words she chose left him a most interesting opening. "Am I not awake? If that's the case, this dream should be a lot wetter than it is ─ shouldn't it, Nuren?" he asked with unbridled confidence. Whatever presents this woman had, he wanted. It became very easy to understand Sakura's earlier words about being lost in the moment. In fact, the mysterious woman began speaking in a way that appealed to him on the highest level. Something as simple as a kiss carried a big risk, apparently. She talked of balancing risk and reward, but... surely she knew. She spoke in a lot of 'maybes' about his ability to handle, and offered a bet. Bets and maybes were his forte, and this woman surely knew Hiruko answered one with the other. "You know me better than that, don't you? Up the ante," he said while reaching into his jacket for another die. "Two dice. You roll a seven, the line isn't drawn at a kiss. Anything else, your call," Hiruko offered.

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko and Kei were organizing a date of sorts for just the two of them. Oddly enough both seemed to agree that after watching someone else blow such a ridiculous amount of money neither was too content to spend away everything themselves. "Hai, definitely winning that bet about the secret job though. Regardless, we can do something normal..." she stated which only made the other girls chuckle as they knew the truth in a manner of speaking. It was rather interesting however, when Miko offered up the idea of a festival, as far as Kei was concerned that was an optimal way for both of them to have a good time, see new things and she could taste all the great local cuisine. "I like festivals!" she uttered quickly., maybe seeming a bit more eager than normal, if only to cover the sound of her stomach grumbling. "I mean, yeah... sounds like a good idea to me," she quickly covered for herself. Angelica for her part in this could only take notes as she learned how she looked from an outside perspective, at least as far as her personality was concerned. Meanwhile, Miko was being invited behind the counter once more and having the list of items purchased today left in her own hands. She supposed she'd proven earlier her ability to shop under more extenuating circumstances... "You don't have to worry about that part Reiji-san. I think I can come to a split on my tab we can both enjoy~" she claimed. All the while she was quickly scanning through the item list and highlighting the items she and her friends had in their current possession. Beyond this point she had something more to say. 'If I don't pay it all, I definitely have an excuse to come back here. Also having ordered a whole bunch of stuff I have to wait for I can get his number♪~' she thought while humming happily to herself. Once she had the split made she looked up at Reiji from in front of the computer. "That's everything I should pay for now, what do you think?" she asked of him, making sure that fairness could be negotiated so both could leave today's purchases with positive feelings about it. Non on the list was anything ordered that had shipping time associated with it, causing a bill split that would leave the girl paying for approximately 55 percent of her original order.

Meanwhile in an alternate reality some 50 years had been shared between Mitsuki and Ajax. Even though Mitsuki was seemingly so tired she did agree with Ajax, "It really does feel like it was only yesterday I was answering a hotel door for a hot sweaty guy, who just wanted to borrow a shower~" she said. That one day changed her life completely. She'd seen every marvel this world had to offer and many across space as well. She'd raised children, traveled, and spent a more time having sex than she originally thought possible. "Yeah, I like the suddenness of it. Just like that first time..." there was so much nostalgia in her now. Her body was mostly fine but her mind felt the lag. Her memories were so clear but they also felt like they were just throbbing away pulsing in and out, just like her heartbeat, which slowed so drastically unless she was in the middle of something with Ajax. With that camera in her hands she had them smile. "Say cheese~" she said chuckling happily. That bright eyed girl she used to be wasn't quite the same anymore but that was fine, she wanted to take a picture of that last memory with her own hands. The peck that followed lasted several seconds and once again she was leading the day. She placed that camera aside and allowed both her arms to wrap around him. "Don't worry, I'll hang on to these memories forever, I can feel them you know... every time I feel that pulse. So... for this tone, nice and slow all the way in, leave me with a belly full of milk so I can sleep, okay Daddy♥~ I'm feeling nostalgic~" she claimed and oh what a night this would be, she wished, it could last forever.

At the same time, in the main timeline, Hiruko was receiving compliments the likes of which he'd not received before. The blue haired woman and Sakura shared a certain enjoyment of his easy to fill brain. "I am not at all surprised by that~" the blue haired woman said as if it answered all necessary questions and all instances of people not appreciating Hiruko's massive... brain. Moving on, Hiruko questioned his wakefulness speaking of how a dream should have been wetter. He even addressed this woman by a name she was quite familiar with, how interesting that he'd come up with it again so quickly. "Cheeky cheeky~ I didn't expect you to pull a name like that from the depths. Careful, if you sink that deep the pressure will pop all those bubbles♥~" that blue haired woman who was apparently keen to answer to Nuren mentioned. "Oh? Interesting, even the misunderstanding can be a flirt..." Kama mentioned finding it interesting that it'd been rolled with so easily. "I thought that reference to wakefulness was about the mind, body and soul..." she murmured about the situation. "It was. Most of you start waking up around now, so it's always interesting to see you, so early. But those who are still sleeping reach so far. Souls are too powerful to be ignored... Been dealing with that all day~" claimed the blue haired woman. Speaking of a soul too hard to ignore Hiruko was always on that list, so easy to flirt with, so easy to move with, so very smooth like that first sip of champagne, with just enough bubbles to keep it exciting. Even now, she made an offer and he upped the ante, did she know he'd do that? Yes, but he simply always acted as such... "This is exactly what I was talking about, but I like those odds... you're on, Good Luck♥! Awanari♥~" she claimed. She'd pick up those dice and roll them in her hands. Now was a time of testing, how strong were his abilities? How much magic did he currently possess? Not quite enough to resist the oppressive darkness but just enough to swing the tides. She rolled those two dice and had on her own, a two, but his... was a five. "Sou sou..." in the next moment she was leaning over his face, her breasts resting against his head. Only to shift and slide directly into his open lap, her hand slipping up around his head those gentle fingers tracing his scalp leaving that cool sensation like a gentle mist. Only for her to rise a bit more in his lap, straddling him, her head over his as she prepared a plunge for him... "Keep breathing now, okay?~" she said as her lips gently brushed his and the weight of her soul, the pure pressure of the depths of a darkness that the ocean tried to mimic would begin to weigh down on him as she swirling her tongue in his mouth, tasting a surprisingly strong flavor of champagne though it was quite tainted with Sakura herself.

[Bloodedge]

As it seemed, Kazuhiko would be attending a festival with Kei once the group left this card shop. He didn't waste any further time after her agreement, even if her rumbling stomach was probably obvious to people in the building next door. "Awesome!" he said, both hands landing atop the table as he rose. "Stop for a bite first?" he asked, fully prepared to make way immediately. All the while, Reiji was watching Miko make easy work of her selections without much worry, trusting that she wouldn't actually take any unnecessary things out of the tab. Once she was done, he looked over the selections and numbers just briefly. "That all seems fine. Here." With that, Reiji produced the necessary machine to process Miko's card, having to run such transactions in a separate calculation later. "I suppose I should also welcome you to an exclusive club of members making outlandish purchases in a single sitting. Sadly it would now be a group of one."

What felt like only yesterday even to Mitsuki, was so very true for Ajax. Given the length of his life thus far, this fifty-year relationship was hardly a pit stop. That did nothing to detract from its greater meaning, though. He'd have to move on from this timeline and eventually, perhaps even twice, meet a version of Mitsuki who'd never met him before. Such moments made long bouts of time seem almost wasteful. It was always like this. Still, he'd greet that camera with the same old smile, and meet Mitsuki's lips with the same energy he had on their wedding night. Memories were fleeting with mortals, but she claimed these would be held forever. So pitiful was the human mind... He'd have to trust in her soul. A bellyful of 'milk' for a good night's sleep was the evening's request. Sure... he could do that... but not as Ajax, the one she first knew by the moniker 'Daddy'. "Gomen... I can't do that. This is the end of the line, right? I can't answer your nostalgia; I have to answer as myself." As he spoke, the visage of Ajax dissipated. Orange hair became a long, black braid extending from a messy top. Eyes that once held the sea took on a deep crimson hue, and his skin became paler. Gone was the one called Ajax in a matter of moments, only for the new visage to lift Mitsuki by the waist. "But don't hate me for it. Just call me my name for this last night." The seconds would pass, and he'd lead the woman toward their bed to place her down and take his spot atop her. So easily did they fit together after all these years, the only thing he had left to do after that movement was enter her properly. And yet... he hesitated.

That was the only moment of hesitation occurring, though. Hiruko did not, and would not hesitate when dealing with a point of interest like what was before him. A gamble that risked life, wellbeing, or even fate itself? Any odds that weren't zero sounded perfect to him in that case! Apparently, his ante-up was along the lines of what this woman meant the first time. Her words, however, weren't so clear ─ but he was a similar sort of open-ended in such moments. "Difference is, it's my way. I know my odds, I know the payout. All or nothing♥~" he said as she took that second die and rolled the pair. Seven was the winning number, and the dice rolled a two... and a five. All the while, Hiruko was watching the roll with nothing short of confidence. His luck was his own to make, and his own to enforce. Such was always the belief of Daikichi Hiruko, and here it was paying off again. He didn't even have to wait for a payout this time. That woman he called Nuren had her breasts on his head just briefly enough to catch interest as she slid around and into his bare lap. She gave a warning to breathe, but he had no time for even a cheeky rebuttal. Lips brushed against lips, and Hiruko... was silenced by the immediate sensation of drowning. Even though their lips barely touched, his mouth was fully agape ─ as were his eyes. He didn't think this woman was unbearably tight. He didn't think she had incomprehensible wetness. He didn't believe she'd struck him with some divine Kegel that could never be compared to anything. No, he didn't think anything. All he could compare that initial plunge to was being perfectly fine in a normal, flirty conversation... and then suddenly teleporting to the depths of a trench at the ocean floor. He couldn't speak or breathe, lest he be internally flooded to bursting in an instant. Ah, but that was the point of her warning, wasn't it? After several seconds of pause, there was a sharp inhale from Hiruko that just barely managed to save his consciousness. "Gah! Haah!" It seemed words weren't yet on the list of possibilities. . .

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko seemed to be very excited to be going on his date with Kei, much to Kei's own surprise. They weren't planning anything particularly spectacular and most weren't so interested in going to festivals. Still such a thing was rather infectious and would have her incidentally admitting something else if one had the knowledge of her as a person. "Iia, festivals are full of cheap food options. I want to know what the locals are having!~" she expressed as her stomach quieted. "She's a foodie, you're better off getting her a bunch of stuff on sticks so she can walk around and eat♥~" Kaguya encouraged just as she would have if any of them had been on their way out. Beyond that point Miko had accurately divided up her tab in a way that both she and Reiji could be happy. She swiped her card through the produced machine and grinned as she was greeted with the idea of being a member of an exclusive club. "Oh? I love being a part of clubs~ Does membership come with special privileges? Since I'm the only one in it, I really think it should~" Miko said in a teasing manner. "Hm, at the very least you need my phone number right, and I need yours so you can call or text when the rest comes in?~" she said. Her statement innocent but her face held a certain quiet deviance just bubbling below the surface, phone in hand ready to exchange numbers.

At the same time, Mitsuki was holding tight to all those memories. So much time was spent with Ajax she'd shared her adult life with him and it'd been the best time of her life. She never regretted a single day and she wouldn't begin doing so now. He couldn't answer her nostalgia he claimed. No... he had to answer himself this time. What an interesting turn of events was happening here on what Mitsuki was sure would be her last night. Ajax transformed turning into a dark haired young man with long black hair right before her eyes. "Ehehe~" she giggled finding his statement a little funny after all this time. This face she looked at, was one she came to know on their 20th anniversary on a new planet under the light of a star that could torch anything known as life. "You never ask me for anything, so if you want to take something for yourself... I could never actually say no to you..." she said softly. As he held her by the waist they moved in such a way as to leave him atop her, ready to enter but holding back. Ah, he wanted a little more didn't he, she placed her hand on the side of his face still seeming so pleased to have him. Keeping a man like this for so long had definitely been one of her greatest achievements, "Come on now, what happened to rewarding cute girls, Ashborn?" she uttered his name and it always felt so very heavy, even in moments where it felt so right. Her body wanted to join his and her soul wanted to placate before this shell she inhabited gave up on her.

Meanwhile the first plunge was taken and Nuren watched as this man seemed to fall to her antics. They'd flirted together so well, and both could be considered masters of their craft in their own right, still the difference in magical existence was quite obvious within just this moment. Even as she occupied his uncovered lap she had no problem pressing down on him with the weight of her soul and watching him struggle to remember even basic bodily function. Incomprehensible words escaped him, as he took that first breath after merely meeting lips and tongues with a woman who's true self was something without limits. Right just now, she pulled back looking at the disheveled face of a man and finding it, good. "Ara, that's it, just breathe, Awanari. You have to learn to breathe or you'll pass out before the rest even gets started properly~" she said in a voice most teasing. "Tell me, are there still bubbles beneath the surface or did they all pop?~" she wondered quizzically. That had which had been around the back of his head trailed around gently tracing his neck, brushing against that tattoo and even coming to stop in that opening over his chest.

[Bloodedge]

Kazuhiko could be considered a casual enjoyer of festivals at best, but one thing he always remained... was a lover of adventure. His excitement didn't come from the idea of seeing a festival, but instead from having a new experience shared with a new person. Kei would join the ranks of those who understood that side of him soon enough. In the meantime, there was a warning provided by Kaguya about the white-haired girl's eating habits. He didn't mind that either. "Well one big part of enjoying an adventure is stopping to try the local specialties! We could have a whole food tour for all I care. Whatever it's gonna be, let's go!" he said. Kazuhiko was the sort whose excitement only grew by the moment when a new adventure was right around the corner. He'd already scooped up his cards, and already had a hand stretching across the table toward Kei. Reiji spent that same time finishing Miko's purchase and... seemingly being propositioned in some way. His little joke turned into a question about special privileges ─ something that preceded the mention of a contact exchange he'd been thinking about earlier. Reiji sighed and produced his smartphone. "I can't say I've thought of any special privileges to go along with a membership I just made up. As the founding member, wouldn't that be your prerogative?" he asked while holding his phone next to Miko's, enabling an exchange of information.

True enough, the one called Ajax did not ask things of Mitsuki during this life. Of course he refrained, knowing this fleeting existence would come to an end in only a blink from his own perspective. In this case however, he needed to meet Mitsuki as himself for things to truly play out well in the aftermath. "You always could. You're the boss, remember? This life is for you," he said with certainty and full commitment. Once he and Mitsuki were in position, even as he hesitated to begin their final night together, Mitsuki spoke a name that echoed throughout the cosmos. What happened to rewarding cute girls? She asked. "Heh. Nothing happened. It's been fifty years, you know? Maybe these bones of mine are finally lagging behind a little~" he joked, even though his face showed nothing resembling a joking mood. No, the banter was just a distraction from deeper thoughts. Regardless, he had a duty to perform one last time in this reality. Ever so slowly did he inch forward, crawling into Mitsuki's core with a firmness that never waned and a magical density that only deepened by the moment. This body of Mitsuki's should never have been capable of laying with him, but he reduced himself as always. Tonight, however... he'd be lifting the curtain millimeter by millimeter, sad though it made him to do so.

Hiruko may have bitten off a little more than he could chew. After finally catching his breath, an effort that felt like it took eons, Nuren offered more words of encouragement... or perhaps warning. Only then did he realize the true depth of his actions. All that feeling he had, and there was virtually nothing to show for it. He'd been tricked by expectation into believing she'd mounted him, but it was only the kiss. Hiruko's eyes traveled downward to see that their bodies were not yet joined... but how? "Haah! What's that? Playing with a loaded hand?" he asked, the rise and fall of his chest only increasing over the following moments. With the question about bubbles popping on the proverbial table, Hiruko actually had to think for a moment. "I'm not going to win a gamble just to chicken out when it's time to cash in the chips. Even if the bubbles all popped, I'd say just shake it up ─ some new ones will form. All in!" he announced resolutely.

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko lived for excitement and adventures, even simple things like visiting a festival could be viewed with a special lens so long as the person he was going with was new to the experience. "Kaya-sen, hold back a little..." Kei said as she put away her cards and packed everything away into her own bag. "I did, you have no idea what I would have said if we weren't in public~" Kaguya mentioned. The rest of the group was all packed up as well and Chika was holding on to Anya who was holding on to her plushie. The blush on Kei's face wouldn't be going anywhere, but something about a food tour was definitely entertaining. Small bag on her back with all her things in it and that hand outstretched to her would be taken with haste. "Food Tour! Let's go!~" she said willing herself to take off. "Itterasshai♫~" Miko chimed for her friends, and such a chorus was echoed from others as well. With that pair apparently heading off Miko's cheeky conversation continued. An exchange of information took place and Miko would send hers as well, with this done, and the conversation about her privileges as a big spender ongoing she couldn't help but giggle. "Sure, I can decide... I'm sure of the kinds of things I want~" she claimed with a knowing smile. "But I am not always that pushy, I could just check-in, with a message, if you like I could add you to an exclusive mailing list... make sure it's beneficial to both of us♪~" she mentioned lightly.

While a new adventure began and a card shop was slowly but surely being vacated, in an alternate universe a long goodbye was being undertaken. So light and full of banter this life had been. Mitsuki had been the mistress of her own fate, and for many long nights had given random and plentiful instructions to Ajax. "I could have done a lot of things... but took some great advice one day, from someone who told me to do what felt right to me... so I've just been doing that~" she chided playfully. All his words always played in her mind. "There is at least one bone of yours that isn't lagging at all~" Mitsuki said with that pouty kind of snark. Ah, but she could see it. She'd known him too long and even with his place in her life as her virtual savior even she knew when he was deflecting. Maybe goodbyes were difficult. She could understand, just being with him had kept her going for so long... and now as he began his forward push she felt it, even at greater intensity than she'd felt it the very first time. "Waited forever to show me something like this, huh?~" she mentioned while noting that she was falling apart with every push forward. Ah, every breath was becoming more difficult to make an her own body's pulses were drawing him in even though she could feel him weighing down on her. She'd never felt that before, she always knew this man was too good for her, this was simply the proof. The more it built up, she was sure her heart beat was slowing even as her body reached the fever pitch. It was sad that she only had this one left in her, she wanted so much more... but still, she was happy she got to have this much.

At the same time, Hiruko was learning a difference between himself and this strange woman, and it was very similar to the understanding Sakura had gained about Ajax. The warnings given were given with intention, there was nothing to stop an existence like hers from crushing him into dust, and she had to be careful not to do that thing... specifically because of the timing of this situation. "My hand is loaded. This is a high-roller table you have to decide if you have enough to bet with♥~" she commented almost teasingly. Still his next decision was one which brought pause to the young woman who was being called Nuren. "Sou ka, I didn't expect to see that likeness today... meeting with the young is always so interesting♥~" she commented about something which wouldn't be obvious to anyone but Kama at some point in the near future. "Still, I'm a sucker for earnest, reckless behavior. But the backup plan is yours to figure out... I won't lower myself to help you keep your head above water. Sink or swim, Awanari♥~" Nuren said as she reached below herself. A hand on his cock she properly aligned herself to mount him this time and this time, the sweet darkness and deep pressure would be enveloping his cock instead. That sensation of drowning, of finding oneself at the depths of the ocean and in the darkness where no light could reach... this was where he would find himself. All the while, Kama watched finding this kind of flirting to be a different sort from the type she observed in her parents. And finding it interesting to see from this outside perspective what it was like for a male to be crushed under something bigger than himself.

[Bloodedge]

And so, an awkward moment was saved with a runaway of a different sort. Once Kei shared excitement over the food tour and took his hand, Kazu was on the move. As quickly as his hand was grabbed, he darted away, even pulling Kei over the table to do so. "See you guys back home!" he announced on the way out. After running through the door and receiving a complimentary glare from Soma outside, he finally slowed down and turned toward Kei while walking. "So we've got some hours before curfew. Wanna grab something we can take on the bus?" he asked. Meanwhile, Reiji was falling into precisely the trap he envisioned earlier as confirmed by Miko already having an idea for the 'privileges' she wanted. Moreover, she talked about adding him to an... exclusive mailing list? Maybe recent experiences were poisoning his mind and he was returning to the deviant thoughts of adolescent years. Yes, he had to at least entertain that as a possibility. Either way, what if he was right? It wouldn't change anything that already happened. "I would caution myself to ask what you mean by that exactly, but... fine. I'm not that old. Do your worst," he challenged.

Over fifty years later, Mitsuki was referencing advice given to her by Ajax during their initial meeting. She never looked away; she never turned back on that mentality. No, she looked forward while dragging their entire past along with her in the form of memory. Going forward now, the old woman with a still youthful visage had a bit of jest about his 'bone' not lagging. "It never will. I've got to keep something worth giving you~" he joked right along. They were finally joining again with that, for the last time in this life and universe. It had been so long since he reached the percentage he was now climbing to, even Mitsuki noted the fact that he'd been holding out for their entire lives thus far. Well, he didn't have much choice. "Out with a big bang, right? I came here to give you a great life. I still don't want it to end, even now," he said solemnly. Regardless, they would begin their final round with slow thrusts into the depths of Mitsuki's core, an equally slow climb in magical weight taking place as the strokes continued. He could have granted her immortality. It would have been both easy and effective to do so, but... no ─ he had to let this flame fizzle out at the end of its wick.

Hiruko figured he was at the high-roller table in a manner of speaking, but even he didn't anticipate the sort of minimum wager this woman was demanding. He'd have to get more chips, it seemed. "Low chips, foreign economy, big spenders' table..." he muttered through heaved breaths. Hiruko was already being put through the proverbial wringer before penetration began, even to the point of assuming it happened before it did. He did indeed have to come up with a backup plan whenever penetration began in earnest. Considering the kiss itself, that was going to be dangerous... and oh so exciting. Nuren steadied his cock and lowered herself, and just like that... he was rushing through that ocean floor trench once again. Functions were quickly escaping him. Well, this wouldn't be his first escape room, though it would join the rare few of pleasurable torture in his life. Sink or swim? That was the question and the decision. Hiruko appeared almost lost, but his body was not inactive. To some extent, he'd be going along with Nuren's rise and fall, as if letting the current dictate his movements. Sometimes one had to submit for survival; Hiruko knew that better than most. Even under the pressure of the ocean floor, he had to take action from time to time. When would that come? He schemed actively against the idea of Nuren ascending, planning to take that as an opportunity to thrust. Doing so would have him peeking into her womb, but symbolically it would be as one swimming deeper into the trenches by force, all in search of an air pocket. Sure his body was unlikely to survive the pressure, but... whose victory would it really be in the end?

[Apollymi]

Kei had reached across the table on instinct seeing Kazuhiko's offered hand. She was swiftly pulled along with him, a little noise escaping her lips as they flew out. "Wheee!~" she chimed. "Ja..." she managed quickly to the group at large. Outside she noted Soma, the son of Kaguya seemingly glaring and couldn't quite figure out what that was about, but as they took off she didn't really think it mattered much. "Hm, that'd be fine with me. I still want to save room though... what about Butaman. It should be pretty easy to find and the mix of flavors shouldn't be too harsh so we can still have other things without it clashing too much," she offered easily. There was also the fact that as a street food it was exceedingly cheap and the buns made them easy to carry. Suddenly being alone with this lad was way more effective for having his focus but that meant she also had to keep the conversation up on her own. There wasn't anyone else to bounce off of, in such a situation. At the same time, Miko and Reiji were coming to a general agreement. He would be added to an exclusive mailing list, though he'd end up challenging Miko in the process. She grinned up at him as she tucked her phone away. "Hai hai, I absolutely will, since you're giving me permission~" Miko said. Permission for Miko was a dangerous thing. Allowing her freedom was tantamount to asking for the safety to be removed from her activities. Oh well, he'd be fine, she wouldn't harm him or anything like that. With all of that taken care of, Miko slipped back around the counter. "Thanks for everything today, Reiji-san!~" she chirped knowing full well that what she'd gotten from this man went far outside of the norm but still thought he deserved thanks for both the time and energy spent on things. In the meantime they would be gathering up the rest and able to head out.

That alternate universe was experiencing something of a more permanent end. As Ashborn and Mitsuki would be meeting in body and soul for the final time, she'd joked and bantered and both seemed to be quite pleased with what was going on. Ashborn's joke even made her giggle just a bit as she appreciated his ability to not take himself too seriously. She called it one of his more charming points, "You've always had something worth giving me... don't sell yourself short. Someone also told me that quite a few times~" she claimed. Not a single moment in their time together was something she could forget. She was serious about that part of their conversation. There was a sense of finality to this moment as it built up, and even Mitsuki could feel it. She wanted to go out with a bang, and Ashorn had wanted to give her a great life, and wasn't ready to see it end. He was solemn that wouldn't do, "You did give me a great life! The greatest ever, from my perspective..." she offfered as happily as she'd offered everything else to this man in life. And here and now, she'd offer him one more thing... "Arigatou, Ashborn..." she wrapped her arms around him, and placed her lips against his. She felt it, the climax of her lifetime, both physically and spiritually. She could feel herself heating up even as her heart beat slowed. "Ja ne~" she said her goodbyes as she always would as if she had every intention of seeing him again, even if she knew it wouldn't happen. Her core tightened and her body tensed as she inhaled at the peak of her own pleasure... the very last of such a feeling she'd have.

Mitsuki wasn't the only one understanding her situation. In this case, Hiruko was coming to understand the table at which he sat... and how he ended up there even after being warned. "That's right~ It's good you understand it completely in your own terms. Being able to reframe the world in a way you understand it best is how you can most easily shift the currency exchange in your own favor~" Nuren mentioned as if the teasing elder sister. The truth of the matter was, if Hiruko already had a way of thinking about things, he could easily begin the process of using his actual magic in the way he wished. Kama as an outside observer realized the lesson in this sexual activity and was stunned by the usage. "Hm, this is an interesting way to give a lesson. I suppose in this way it isn't just for Hirrun either..." Kama quietly understood the situation she was witnessing and would be taking from it. Upon sinking down on his cock in truth, Nuren found herself watching from her perch as Hiruko swam through her depths. ever so often, he nudged her womb, not content to let her determine the full scope of this ride. He really was quick to catch on.... "Ara? That might not be a respite..." she mentioned as she rose and fell with the pressure of her depths. She knew that if he crossed into her womb fully he might find himself in a vacuum of pressure and heat like plugging a geyser. Still, such a feeling was always a good one for Nuren, she'd not be holding back on her own pleasure to spare him the weight of her soul.

[Bloodedge]

"Butaman? Like nikuman?" Kazuhiko questioned, having a bit of a dialect issue transitioning so far west. He didn't particularly care what Kei wanted to eat. They'd agreed to a food tour, so a food tour they would have! "Whatever you want is fine with me. I've spent a lot of time on the road; can't be picky about what ends up on your plate. I almost ate an ugly fish with legs before my wedding," he said, laughing. At the same time, Reiji could not laugh. How could he be expected to, when there was an ominous shadow settling over him? Miko's acceptance of a challenge gave him a deeper sense of foreboding than anything else before. Even so, he was actually surprised she didn't call his bluff immediately. Did that make things better... or more dangerous? "... Hai. I'll definitely be in touch when that shipment comes in," he said with a bow. When the group gathered to leave, he bowed yet again. "Arigatou gozaimashita! Mata okoshi kudasaimase!" the owner exclaimed. Every single one of them was more than welcome to return ─ encouraged, even. Well... one wasn't. Soma still stood outside when the group exited, leaning against that newly-acquired van of his and beckoning Konomi toward himself.

Yet another message the one called Ajax gave Mitsuki that first day was used against him as Ashborn. This time, he laughed. "Never will," he said. On the positive side, Mitsuki gave confirmation of the quality life she had in his company. That was the overarching goal. Words of thanks and a kiss were shared. Ashborn thought to sink into that moment and keep at their round, but lo... it seemed Mitsuki wouldn't make it past her initial orgasm. When their lips parted, she gave her farewell. Ashborn laughed shakily then. "Don't say that yet. We're just..." There was pause and realization. Mitsuki's body no longer sustained life, no longer sustained her expanded soul. He thought they had more time than that. A full night of bliss was within expectation, yet there was nothing more in that body. Tension beget the final relaxation of a mortal husk, and Ashborn... pulled away slowly. All the while, his senses were open to something else ─ something bigger than this world. Sadness became a hidden fury. "Oyasumi, Luna," he said first. With his rise came the appearance of an unperceivable figure. Ashborn knew what that entity was. The end of this universe was encroaching, and had been for decades. "Did you start eating faster because you saw me back then? That was a dumb move. She should have easily had another fifty years in her. Then what? In comes the fat fuck of time to end it all early. Did you think I wasn't going to notice?" he asked of the mysterious figure who seemed to move toward Shota, inhabiting the old man's body. "This life ended long ago. You've kept this one from Finality. I sent a message through that girl."

Ashborn sighed. Such an annoyance this entity was. After a moment of thought, his sighing evolved into manic laughter. "You ate a quarter of the universe just to get here faster, all to get at me for going against your principle?" he asked, though there was no answer. "Nothing? Figures. You know what's funny about that?" he asked. "Funny? Your emotional state should be one of sadness. There is always sadness at the end," the entity in Shota's body replied. "Yes. Always. Everything ends... and it's always sad. But everything begins again, too... and that's always happy. That's the part you don't get. That's the part HooH doesn't get. That's the part none of you idiots ever get! So I'll tell you!" Ashborn turned at last to face an apparently disgusting being, his robes restoring around him and a power flowing outward to combat the universal collapse occurring in the distance. "Sad, then happy. Happy, then eventually sad again. You know what's always between that? A comedy. Everything's just fucking hilarious between," he preached. "And what is so funny?" asked the other. Ashborn laughed more, making a grand show of spreading his arms wide in a gesture toward the open cosmos. "You ate a quarter of the universe! The funny thing is... just look. Look what you needed to mimic a fraction of our power!" Those words seemed confusing to the one who spoke of Finality. "Our?" he asked. In the following moments, he'd have his answer... as the shadow beneath Ashborn began to grow, expanding toward Mitsuki primarily as Ashborn's eyes glowed more brightly than a flickering star. "Arise."

Hiruko did always have a way of shifting perspectives to something relatable. He took those words to heart, but there was still a matter of his own being thought through. He felt as if the currents were taking him mercilessly toward his untimely demise, and it took all he had to avoid crashing into jagged rocks within the trench. Oh well. Hiruko would have to leave the fate of his body to chance and continue fighting. Nuren warned that entering her womb may not be respite, but Hiruko knew it was sometimes worth it to take the biggest risk of all in the heat of a moment. Those conscious thrusts of his earned him a bit of momentum... and eventually, he'd use it to move the rest of him. "Hah. I wasn't done yet," he managed, panting. "Low chips, foreign economy, big spenders' table..." With that clause picked up again, Hiruko flung himself forward with every intention of taking Nuren with him. His aim would be to pin her to the table in the same motion that he took that fateful thrust into her depths, right into the burning geyser with sweet, numbing adrenaline helping his cause against the destruction of his own self. Through all the pain, Hiruko seemed... strangely happy. "All or nothing! If all I see is red, I'll still put it all on green!"

[Apollymi]

"Hai, they call it that here... steamed pork buns~" there was something of a light shining in Kei's blue eyes. She really did appreciate food quite a bit. It seemed like keeping up conversation wouldn't be an issue either, as Kazuhiko was surprisingly easy to talk to and would come with topics of his own personal adventures to fill in what could have been uncomfortable silence. His words processed in her mind and she immediately looked surprised, "An ugly fish? Why would you eat an ugly fish? Also I am going to hard disagree, food shouldn't be ugly or gross. If you're eating it you should at least enjoy it!" she exclaimed seeming to find it odd as they made their way down the block towards a food stand which sold the steamed buns they were looking for. At the same time, Miko was wrapping up her conversation, according to Reiji he'd be in touch when her items came in, "Hai hai, I might be in touch before then~" she mused. His bright farewell caught the attention of many in the group. "Hai hai, no need for all the formalities... we'll see ya' around~" Kaguya said as she left. Once outside the group seemed to be dispersing with a couple of boxes housing all of those cases of cards to be opened within the possession of the group. At the same time, the blue haired girl Konomi was motioned to by Souma. She with her new bag and things wandered over to him and his van and her brows rose. "Did you have a busy afternoon too?" she asked of him. Meanwhile Miko was addressing the rest of the group defaulting just a bit, "Hai hai, we're heading back to Tenjou-kun's place and I guess, I'm ordering pizza for everyone after that movement. Just a bit more everyone!~" she said as she looked over the group and took a headcount minus the few individuals who were down. Surprisingly enough she'd not received a message back, but figured Hiruko was probably busy she wasn't the intrusive sort.

At the same time, in a different universe, the world was crumbling and a single life, though it should have burned a bit longer, definitely flickered out like a candle in the breeze. Mitsuki had said her goodbyes, she was beyond satisfied with the life she'd lived and now... it was over. Ah, but that wasn't entirely the case, though she wasn't fully conscious of it, some words were being shared between Ashborn and another which saw the man go from pure sadness after pulling away to maniacal laughter and simmering anger. And then a word was spoken it called to Mitsuki the deceased lass began to culminate in that shadow. Making her form something humanoid but steeped in darkness, with a pinkish quality to the outer edges and wisps of energy. What was more, where its eyes were, there were also pinkish flames. It would seem such a thing made her whole, and once she was she curtsied before Ashborn, waiting as she knew immediately that she was meant to bow before such an individual.

Meanwhile Hiruko was being given a trial by drowning. Though this was the bet he'd taken, Nuren assumed that he would either rise to the challenge or die trying. Such was the necessary energy that was needed to properly face a being of her caliber. Still, as Nuren moved in his lap, it seemed that Hiruko gained more focus, he hadn't been done speaking and now she was curious. What else did he have to say? Well, there would be an interruption as he pushed forward, taking her with him, she was pinned beneath him on that table as he pushed forward. He entered the hot, pressurized depths of her womb and her core shivered around him an orgasm right on the cusp of her being as he claimed he was an all or nothing sort of guy. "Fuck♥~" she swore as her climax was reached that that pressure collapsed in a moment of pressure and intensity that had her, wetting the area between her legs and spreading said fluids to his lap. Still even with this reversal of roles a thin line of magical energy blue in color materialized from her hands it'd wrap around his neck and allow her enough leverage to pull him close to her face a grin spreading across her face. "Don't start, something like this without actually finishing. I need a cork popped so we can properly celebrate!~" she mentioned as she leaned up to peck his lips again.

[Bloodedge]

"Huh. The more you know," Kazu said simply. The name they chose for pork buns in this area was funny to him, but that was neither here nor there. Kei thought it was worth delving into the story of that ugly fish, and that... had Kazu laughing properly. "Well I wasn't actually going to eat it... but there's always the 'what if this was it' thought, right? I was teaching Angie how to fish, and what she pulled up was this... big, hideous, muscular titan of a beast!" he said, exaggerating only slightly with his arms held up high, fingers wiggling and face twisting to sell the image. "It was fifteen stories tall and moved the earth with every flap of its gills I tell ya'!" he added before calming down. "... Alright, that whole last part was just a joke. Never got to tell a proper fisherman's lie though~" While that pair conversed and moved closer to their destination, Soma was awaiting the approach of Konomi. She didn't hesitate to ask about the eventfulness of his day, and he did have much to tell her... and something to ask. "I handled the problem earlier, met that killer girl and the governor, and secured our housing along with this van. Do you have a license?" he asked plainly. "Either way, everyone get in."

The end of Mitsuki was a thing of great sadness. Unlike the entity he spoke to though, Ashborn knew all ends should have beginnings. As such, Mitsuki rose again in a new form, as per the demand of his power. "You truly are THEM. You spit in the face of Finality!" the other said, seeming to actually possess an inkling of emotional range. "Bitch I'm HIM! I point and laugh at the idea of something ending!" Ashborn replied with snark. The shadowy form of Mitsuki rose, and immediately took a knee before him. Such was the way with the risen ones, but it seemed Ashborn's nature was returning to something more normal. Why? Well... "What? No head?" he said to the Shadow. "What is your purpose? Why do you reject Finality?" Shota's possessed body interrupted. To that, Ashborn finally had a greater point worth offering. "Keep talking and I'll bring Finality to Finality. You don't even know how many Paths I've consumed. And you know why I'll do that? Because you didn't even know Mitsuki's name. But I'll tell you her name. Her name..." He paused there, looking down at the Shadow and reaching out to tilt her chin. He'd be looking this one in those pink eyes with glowing orbs of his own. "... Your name is Mirrebantis. Finality has no place in the same room as you," he stated as if to suggest an even deeper meaning. In that moment, Shota's body began trembling.

Hiruko managed to successfully bring himself back with that little maneuver. As a reward, he even got a lovely little outcry and an unquestionable climax from Nuren. "Whew! That was rough!" he said. That was a minor lie, as he would have more accurately said it was rough still. Everything about him felt like it was being crushed and washed away... but he'd push forward on a gamble. Ah, no ─ he wasn't really pushing forward. Apparently, Nuren was pulling him in instead, via some clearly magical rope. It seemed she needed a cork popped for a proper celebration. Well, that could only mean one thing. "Well I ca─" Nothing. Lips were brought together by Nuren's machinations, and with that, Hiruko was drowning again. His hips were moving, perhaps of their own accord, or perhaps due to some other unknown reason. "Hngh! What's the rush? I'm still collecting my payout!" he chattered even though there was very little resistance in his cock ─ which was one motion away from popping that cork without his consent.

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Kazuhiko was unfamiliar with the switch in dialect in this particular part of Japan. That was fine, Kei could easily fill in the blanks. Beyond that she found him to be interesting in a moment of simple acceptance. Beyond this point, he began to tell a tale. A literal fisherman's tale about a time in which he was teaching Angelica to fish and she had caught a larger than life hideous catch. "Hehehe!~" she giggled seeming to not want to erupt into a fit of giggles. "Only the last bit?! Was it actually, huge and muscular with legs though? That sounds like a fish gone wrong!" she said shivering at the thought. "Two please!" she asked at the stall, once they arrived. It would seem she was less likely to be upset and didn't intend to do anything but have a small bite to each before they reached their destination. At the same time, everyone was making their way outside. It would seem Souma wished to know if Konomi had a driver's license she simply shook her head. "No, I'm a student, I can't afford a car. Trains and buses are easier to manage... Wait you met the governor? That's crazy..." she said legitimately astounded. For a guy who was only born this morning he sure was busy. Still it would be interesting to find out all he'd actually done, and beyond that point he claimed everyone should get into the van. I would be walking up and offering herself for the sake of making sure everyone got where they needed to be. "I have a license and as I am still working, I can drive us back. Even though she'd survive it, Kaya-tan's safety is still my personal responsibility~" Ai mentioned. Meanwhile, the van was being opened up and Miko was back to giving directions. "You heard the man, into the back. Load up all the extras. Chika make sure you hang on to the baby!" Miko said not willing to care too much about transport given her own life up to this point.

Meanwhile, Ashborn was becoming more himself by the moment. He ranted, he raved... he was recognized... he raised the shadow of Mitsuki and asked about head. Somehow that shadowy face managed to gain an extreme reddened tint even from her current position curtsied before him. "Chotto...." she managed, still those showings of her personality prevalent in her soul. A power was proclaimed by Ashborn the ability to bring the end to the end... and that was a crazy sentence but somehow it seemed that it was absolutely true. Mitsuki even in her risen form seemed to know he was capable of anything including ending a life big enough to sit at the end of the universe. Ah, but that wasn't all, that form had brought back the voice and face of Kakihara Shota, which was grating to her nerves even in her current state. And what was more, he proved he still cared, as he claimed he was willing to show the end the end, simply because he'd not known Mitsuki's name. Still, in this moment, Ashborn gave her a new name, Mirrebantis. And what was she to do with her new name? Rid her space of... the Finality that had taken Kakihara Shota's form. "Really? Great! I really don't like that guy anyway!~" she claimed as she rose to do what she was told. And when she reached out she'd touch him, well it was more or less a slap, right across his face with a pulse of power behind it. That hit would paralyze his flesh and the magical toxicity of her person, would disintegrate flesh and could do so... down to a spiritual level when allowed to fester. The Finality wanted an end brought to Kakihara Shota, it would only be right if he sat through it.

Beyond that Nuren was busy taming or being tamed by Hiruko depending on the way one wanted to look at it. He gambled and he was winning and collecting on that win. As he did so, there was something that happened. That magical tie around his neck pulled him in, and Nuren had expressed that she didn't consider it done until she received, such was the nature of her kind of being. It seemed like he had some kind of argument to launch but instead of doing so... he kept pumping his hips after their lips met, and Nuren moved hers as well. She met his thrusts even while beneath him and wiggled her hips even when he separated their lips. "You are collecting your payout, but you said you were all in. The rates are higher for someone like me. So, be good and cum for me, Awanari♥~" she offered something of an explanation while waiting for that proverbial cork to pop fully and quell the geyser he'd plunged into. She wasn't trying to murder this man with her body, besides she still had a present for him.

[Bloodedge]

The fisherman's tale shared by Kazuhiko was only partially false, but perhaps the more disturbing bits were true as the sun was bright. "Yeah! It was the size of a donkey with legs almost as thick as my body!" he reiterated. "It was so wrong! It must have been the descendant of a Leviathan or something!" he added. Once they were at the stall, Kei ordered a simple two pork buns. Kazuhiko held up a hand with four fingers extended, silently correcting the number. All the while, Soma was awaiting Konomi's answer, only to scoff upon receiving it. She couldn't afford a car, so she didn't have a license? That didn't make sense to him. Oh well ─ the blonde called Ai had one that could be used... though she gave an amount of detail Soma considered beyond unnecessary in mentioning it. "I don't care what the reasons are. Here," he said, tossing her the keys and moving toward the back. "Why are those two moving separately?" he asked of anyone willing to answer the curiosity about Kazu and Kei.

Mitsuki, despite being presumably a normal human before, made quite the strong Shadow. She was more than sufficient to have the ability to speak, and furthermore retain her personality ─ seemingly in full effect. "What? Shadow head is fine. Don't knock it 'til you try it!" he responded. With that little test out of the way, he went on to name Mitsuki's Shadow and deliver the first order. The one in charge of Finality could not be killed in this universe, not now. It could, however, have its expectations shattered and its vessel destroyed. Mirrebantis, or more accurately Evernight, apparently had a strong enough distaste for Shota to be excited by the idea of ending him... or perhaps it was the entity within? Well, it didn't matter. A strong slap to the face would surely resonate with some Shota in a different reality, and the rejection between Evernight and Finality's 'representative' would surely result in a long bout of burning. All the while, Ashborn would be focusing his own power on collecting this universe's remnants over time. Well... he also had a glance at Evernight's backside when she moved forward to slap Shota's husk. "Huh. Did you get Shadow Army ass buffs?" he muttered in a manner most casual, even over the gurgled screams of Shota's body due to the entity's searing pain within.

As for Hiruko and his dealings with Nuren, it surely wouldn't take much for his entire existence to fade away. Even so, the blonde male remained resolute in the face of destruction. Nuren still demanded his ejaculation. Ah, but that wasn't really necessary. His hips hadn't stopped moving, and neither had hers. He really was already a single motion away from the end of the line. Little did he realize, it wouldn't even be the movement that did him in... but instead the demand of Nuren. By her order, Hiruko's next thrust didn't even reach completion. Any response he thought would be given was replaced with... "Hu-guah!" and an extended series of further incoherencies as spastic hips trembled between her legs, his essence flooding her womb like it had only a singular purpose. In that moment, his eyes contained only whites. Was Hiruko still alive? It did seem like he was, at least by the moans and groans that kept passing his lips. . .

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko and Kei were having a nice kind of conversation one which involved a bit of exaggeration but still managed to be pretty light as a topic. As for his fisherman's tale, Kei fell rather easily for the bait of it. And kept laughing because of it, "Hehehe!~ I've seen some pretty crazy stuff, but that sounds terrible!~" she mentioned. Soon enough the meat buns were being pulled out and a corrected number was present, in two little baskets for their consumption. Kei found herself looking at Kazuhiko as if confused... In the meantime, everyone was being loaded into a van. Angelica slipped into the back and took boxes and bags and offered a hand up to everyone coming in. While Ai, dealt with a type of nostalgia she'd not imagined while being handed the keys. "Hai hai, I forgot how much she was tough work while she was young..." she said while heading over to the driver seat and adjusting, it, the seatbelt and checking the mirrors. "Oya? I wasn't that cut and dry about it. And I was traumatized..." Kaguya said in defense of herself. While Miko made sure everyone else made their way into the back of the van, she'd answer the question presented. "They're going out on a date to get to know each other properly. Not everyone shines in group settings and bonding sometimes needs a few less variables," Miko uttered, knowing that the calculating and ambitious sort that he'd presented himself to be, might not get the potential positives of making an effort like that... even if that wasn't Kazuhiko's reason for doing so.

The personality of the shadow, which used to be Mitsuki was still the one that belonged to Mitsuki. Light, airy and somehow innocent. The more direct form of Ashborn was greeted with a cute reaction and that ever blushing face which seemed to apply even when she was a creature of darkness. "Eto..." she muttered still feeling a bit out of sorts. Well, her life had recently ended, it was fine if she took a bit to catch the rest of the way up. And while Ashborn collected the universe around them, Evernight was making sure that Finality's representative, met a painful end, which was admittedly taking quite a while. A secondary stinging slap was delivered to the alternate side of that one's face, if only to help quiet him. At the same time, the flirty nature of Ashborn was still present, obviously looking at the shadow forms rear, she easily bent over and struck a pose, "Cute girls get fluff bonuses♥~" she added in the same manner that she'd been speaking about herself since the very beginning. So happy, so bubbly, so very innocent, it was something that Kakihara Shota truly didn't get.

At the same time, Nuren was busy even beneath Hiruko making him spill his essence deep into her core. She watched as his eyes rolled back and he experienced an orgasm of a different variety. Such was always the case, when the younger versiosn of these people encountered them. In a moment of satisfaction watching him groan with no color in his eyes, Nuren became sure of a certain fact. Her actions in this moment, were likely quite the contributing factor to the first time she remembered having contact with the man called Hiruko. "Ara? That's such a good reaction. I always enjoy that little foam at the top of a bottle of champagne~" she mentioned while her core pulsed with a gentle orgasm and she rolled them over keeping that magical leash attached. Well, if she was the cause for her own reckoning she might as well make it good, "Sȳz Biarves♥~" she uttered while pecking his lips. Well, there was a certain amount of aftercare and afterglow certain people required. At the very least, his present was something which could be given without thinking too much about whether or not it'd be too much for him. After a little while she'd extricate herself from his lap with sheer amusement on her face and a little hint of red. "Oya, so potent so early~" she claimed with amusement.

[Bloodedge]

"It was terrible! I'd say you have to see it to believe it, but I also don't recommend anybody look that thing in the face... like ever. It's one of those things that's only hilarious in hindsight," Kazu explained. Once they had a pair of baskets with their order of choice, Kazu handled the payment and took both baskets in hand. He held one out to Kei and realized she was looking at him strangely. "What?" he asked, confused. Speaking of confusion, Soma was lost for direction on why those two wandered off by themselves. It was nothing concerning to him, but it was foreign. According to Miko, they were just on a date to become properly acquainted. While he could understand the purpose, he also considered it a waste of time. "People in this group have been openly screwing each other all day. Separation is pointless," he said while taking a seat.

Evernight was already shaping up to be one of the more interesting Shadows in Ashborn's hidden army. She definitely counted among those he'd openly fool around with, and quite high on that list to boot. She was so... herself. The fact that she bent over to pose after hearing his question meant there were no errors in conversion... and the fact that she slapped Shota's face again to silence Finality's representative proved it further. Regardless, Ashborn found himself stepping forward to slap the Shadow's rear. He'd then be grinding against her as the universe continued its collapse into that small marble in his hand. "I'll fluff you. You know I wasn't done with your living form. We've got a long trip through the Realm of Eternal Slumber to get back. Remember that first anniversary when we finally stopped drinking? How about we pick up there?" Ashborn asked during the final moments of collapse. Only a few seconds later, there was nothing around them but darkness. Kakihara Shota's body faded to nothingness as the last vestiges of a stolen universe, leaving only Ashborn and Evernight to do as they pleased during the return trip.

Hiruko couldn't even see the world around him as his spunk drained seemingly without end into Nuren's womb. The rest of his body didn't even have feeling. Well, maybe it did and that draining sensation was simply that overpowering? He couldn't tell. The next moment he was able to perceive was... quite different. Hiruko had been placed on his back at some point, a leash still around his neck and a domineering feminine figure atop him. What a familiar sight. "... Heh. Sure you're not the Ghost of Christmas Past? This is like my first birthday party all over again," he joked, even though the light of his eyes still flickered in and out.

[Apollymi]

Some things were only funny in hindsight? Kei could see that... though she'd never admit it, she always saw her tantrums and crybaby outbursts like that, when they weren't super cringe worthy. "I think I'll pass~" she claimed about seeing the weird fish. She really couldn't imagine, she'd definitely be talking to Angelica about this at some point in the future. Besides that... there was the odd look she'd given him when he'd ordered extras. "Why did you get more?" she asked as if genuinely confused by the gesture. Kei wasn't the type to ask for too much. She understood the necessity of being responsible in certain ways and how restraint was often times for the best.. and it wasn't like they weren't going to eat more later. At the same time, as everyone was packed away into the van, it'd be started up and Ai would begin a smooth drive towards Yuuya's abode without much hassle. "It only seems that way if you're aiming solely for efficiency. Life isn't all sex, progress, and goals... we're not too far displaced from some of the worst things to ever happen to us, decompression is good too," Miko mentioned. "Pressure makes diamonds, but it also crushes eggs... some people need individual tempering~" Kaguya mentioned to her son. The fact that everyone had been engaging in open coitus for the duration of his life, didn't mean everyone would always do so...

Meanwhile, that little piece of universe was collapsing but out of it would come, Ashborn and a Shadow known as Evernight. The death of Finality's representative left her feeling light and ready for fun. Ah, and it seemed Ashborn was up for quite a bit of fun himself, speaking of fluffing her and bringing up their long journey ahead."Ehehe..." nervous little chuckle escaped her. "Of all the things to remember, you choose the more embarrassing ones..." she said that deep pink flush on a shadow form's face was almost comical. Still, she was herself for the most part and even knowing that she couldn't help herself. "I still couldn't say no to you~" she said with a certain amount of surety. Even as the darkness was all that remained around them, she once again bent over at the waist, she spread her cheeks to show off a bit while reaching behind her... "You have to put it in and hold me up, so I can ride it in reverse~" she mentioned content to carry on the way they had for no apparent reasn.

At the same time, Hiruko seemed to be catching his breath a bit. Now on his back the domineering blue haired young woman atop him seemed quite pleased. Moreover his words were at least making sense as he pondered over the relative memory of his first birthday. "Oh? Not really associated with Christmas, maybe Boxing Day?~" she allowed herself a bit of light sarcasm. Maybe she'd attended a birthday part or 1500 of his by now. Maybe he gained access to some memories by kissing her... or maybe he was just joking it didn't really matter at this point. "Am I letting you up now, Amawari Or are you still feeling reckless? Afterglow has a time limit before it becomes dangerous~" she spoke wiht a combination of teasing and sheer curiosity. Well, Nuren was always feeling reckless but for her purposes this one had already proven he was just enough keep himself right on the line of survival. Whatever the case, she was planning to move herself back into the seated position while he remained on the table, if he wished.

[Bloodedge]

Apparently, the reason for Kei's weird stare was the fact that he'd ordered a second set of pork buns. Kazu didn't think much of it. Her stomach was the one growling before, and his own adventurous history always led to a contingency or two cropping up. "Because you're hungry, right? I know it might seem a little stupid since we're on a food tour, but... you never know. Besides, it's an old habit. Get a little extra while you can, and maybe you need it later. Random hunger on a long trip, new friends appearing along the way in need of help... or maybe you like something so much after trying it, you can't resist wanting another, but you've already moved from the place you got it. There are just too many reasons it could be worth the purchase," he explained while they were en route to the bus stop. Meanwhile, Soma was at the receiving end of an explanation ─ one that he also saw as pointlessness in the end. If they were so into the idea of decompressing, there were other ways to go about it. That card shop had been cleared of everyone but its owner and the group; they could have started an entire orgy before leaving. Oh well; it was just another stupid human thing he'd exploit when necessary. "Hmph. Broken eggs are just food for the rest of us. If someone's going to be an egg, let them be crushed. Only a diamond will make it anywhere in the end," he asserted. "I've decided. Either you're all geniuses, or you're all idiots. Half of you might only be useful for one thing."

Even Mitsuki's Shadow made no effort to say no. As such, she'd be lifted against his fore, facing away with him for the apparent ride she desired. Their trip would continue from one universe to the next, across time and space toward Ashborn's eventual destination. In the meantime, Hiruko was just barely returning to his senses. He couldn't determine left from right, fact from fiction, memory from observation. Nuren said something about Boxing Day as opposed to Christmas, and he saw no difference. What of her question though? Was he to be freed, or was he a glutton for more punishment? Hiruko was always a man of strategy. He couldn't scheme his way through this, but tactical retreat was always a strategy of its own. Alas, he'd only just opened his mouth before that strange ginger appeared next to 'Sakura' to make another comment. "I wondered when you'd show up. Are you done playing with your food?" he asked of the blue-haired woman, his mood seeming just slightly sour.

[Apollymi]

As Kei and Kazuhiko began spending time together, she questioned one of his actions. The explanation to follow was detailed, clear and covered several bases. He'd done so for many reasons, each of them more than good and several of them hinting towards a desire to simply make sure that the situation was a good one. She processed his words and her face flushed, her eyes widened and then... "Hmphf! Right, I guess you get credit for thinking ahead," she managed. How could she express how oddly thoughtful that was, how many times had he gone through something like that. It was all pretty unfathomable, and because it was beyond her own ability to fully comprehend how could she fully respond? She had no choice but to fall back on old habits. Regardless, she could easily have one of these buns happily. As for the now moving vehicle full of teens and young adults, apparently Souma still didn't get it. The ideas were too human for him to grasp their purpose. And though it would have been easy to start an orgy, too many people involved were related to the main people who would have started such a thing. "This is so Machiavellian... but I get it, even if I am not the kind to actively progress in such a way," Miko was willing to let it go. She actually was quite found of those types. Given his personality she had a couple of guesses about what he thought most were good for, that was also fine. Kaguya for her part in this could only smile, a lot of people were only good for one thing. That wasn't necessarily a bad way of thinking though a lot could go into widening his world view. He was only a day old and some things had to be lived.

While the ride across spacetime, involved a bit of cute nastiness from Mitsuki's shadow... a different kind of situation was still taking place on that boat. Nuren, was keen to continue tormenting poor Hiruko. Now that she was at it, she might as well see what else he had to offer. It wouldn't be the first time she took a few too many liberties. Of course, she was the type of domineering that became more savage overtime. Ah, but before she could even get through the idea of dangling pleasure in exchange for more access the voice that answered her, was not Hiruko's but one she was more familiar with. "Oya, who spit in your corn flakes? We both know after all while the whole point of the meal is play....You're back a bit sooner than I expected," she said looking from her current perch to take in the orange haired man and his sour mood. She knew that sort of face, she wore it herself from time to time. "Sou ka... you stayed to the end again didn't you?" she asked while shaking her head. Well, if she left him the way he was, it was likely Hiruko would corrode. "I thought it'd be best if I reinforced him early... considering it's Seed Day and they won't calm down for quite a while..." she said making a logical excuse for herself, which didn't involve admitting to the fact that she'd just gotten a bit caught up with the ability to potentially break-in one of the young ones again. At the same time, Kama was reaching up to pat Ajax on the back, she wasn't entirely sure what happened but she could feel his annoyance and discomfort and wanted to ease it, just a bit. "There there..." she murmured. "Okaerinasai." she managed.

[Bloodedge]

And so came the return of the tsundere in glorious fashion. No matter what others thought of that behavioral pattern, Kazuhiko adored it. His first wife was such a person, after all. So then, what would he do with the experience of one who knew that deflection after a blushing face? There were always two solid methods of responding, but Kei had an extra layer to her demeanor. She was the sort who could also burst into tears in the most confusing way... and he had nowhere to run if that happened now. "Arigatou! I'll take the points where I can get them!" he said in the end. Without further hesitation, Kazu reached into his own basket to pick up a bun. It seemed safe and cool enough to eat... but that was always the trap with those darned things. "One for the road?" he asked before chomping down for that first bite... and learning how bad the decision was by the heat rushing into his mouth. Or did he? "Haa-tatata... eh?" What happened? Kazu was sure that bun's filling scorched his tongue on contact. As soon as he felt it, however, the sensation was gone. How strange. Equally strange was the things Soma heard as the group's return trip began. Miko called his outlook Machiavellian, and claimed to understand despite disagreeing. Soma stared at the brunette with a mix of confusion and judgment, a long silence preceding his eventual decision about her. "Egg," was all he said, his arms and legs crossing and his eyes closing in mild annoyance.

Who spit in Ajax's cornflakes? That was such a loaded question, he couldn't give an outright answer without causing a space-time calamity in the middle of modern Osaka. "I'm back sooner than I expected too. The difference between a locomotive and a bullet train is how quickly you reach the end... and what kind of fuel is burned to get you there," he said cryptically. "The bright side and the dark side are the same. If you run into a stray moon, it's probably closer than you think... but smaller than it looks," he added. Moving on to Nuren's playtime, she claimed a reinforcement effort for Hiruko's sake. True enough, the gambler's partner rotation was quickly becoming more powerful by the moment. Either he was broken in now, or he'd be at risk later. There was always a bit of faith, though. "Oh come off it. You and I both know how that'll end for this one anyway. Do what you want, but are you really trying to get the real reason past me?" While Ajax spoke, Sakura's hand was reaching for his back in a gesture of comfort. She was always such an alien girl, far before becoming an actual alien herself. Still, he took the kind gesture and the welcome... in such a way as to reveal his maintained mental stability. "No head? Every time lately, it's never head!" he complained half-jokingly. "See what I have to put up with? And I even remembered to come back with the gifts this time!"

[Apollymi]

Tsundere activity was indeed something that Kazuhiko enjoyed, he had to given what Angelica was like, Kei realized this. But even so she wasn't sure what he'd say. What if she cried? Would he run off again? She really was trying to keep her emotions in check but it was quite difficult to do in such a new kind of situation. What he would say would surprisingly go along with her misplaced emotions, she was shocked for a moment before she feigned a cough and raised her arm gently as if adjusting her attire in some way if only to soothe herself a bit. "Um-hm!" she responded after recovering form the shock of him going along with her nonsense. "It's good that you understand the situation. Keep being dedicated!" she said in a way that sounded demeaning but was definitely more of a compliment than anything else she'd managed so far. By her own logic she was doing well, and now they could split a pair of those buns for the road. "Hai, just don't go. diving straight in. You'll..." she paused. As a consummate foodie, she knew she wouldn't just be biting into the bun. No, she'd make a small tear in her own and let a bit more of the steam escape. She'd also blow into it. While she was doing this, Kazuhiko took his first bite and had about the reaction she'd expected. "Burn your tongue. Hehehe~ You really are just all in, aren't you..." Once this was done though... Kei took her first bite, a much more tempered one. And when she did, flavors of soft dumpling, shredded pork, ginger, garlic and onions danced across her tongue in perfect harmony. Her eyes widened and sparkled and the closed as she savored it. She was so pleased, a happy little moan escaped her. "The flavors are so well-balanced. And all the ingredients are fresh, the pastry is so perfect! I love street food~" she sang the praises of the pork bun in absolution. At the same time, someone else was not singing praises. Soma was obviously past his tolerance for downtime and nonsense, for someone just born his ambition was far greater than anything else. A confused and judgemental stare went Miko's way but his choice of word, combined with his attitude didn't hit her ears with any real negativity. No, in light of his confusion and his choice in term she had but one thing that slipped from between her lips, "Sounds like you're hungry to me♪~" she chirped innocently but there was something in those words which had her eyes shifting through various colors as her selves all seemed to agree to offer themselves for devouring if necessary. 'Oya? When did Mi-chan start flirting with words?' Kaguya wondered, perhaps they needed to have a more serious conversation later.

At the same time, Nuren as she was being called, was now confronted with Ajax who in the midst of her playing with her food, showed up with gripes. By the way she processed his words, his most recent outing had him burning up a different kind of fuel than normal and thus ended with his early return. "Sou ka," Nuren mentioned, but it would be Kama who was most intrigued by those words. "Hm, that sounds like something I heard the day I helped Kazzun reform himself... " Kama said coming to a few conclusions about these people's ability to travel around. As for the rest of his rather cryptic statement she came to understand exactly who he was talking about and what kind of difference was being made. "Oh? That one then... interesting. I might go peeking later~" she claimed without any extra context. Still, she was called out on her nonsense, and had to just hold her hands up in mock surrender. They did both know how such things ended, but... "Oh, you know what it's like to meet the young ones. I had to scratch the itch. He said the thing..." she mentioned casually. "I could just plant the seed and avoid interfering too much. It is Seed Day after all... and I've been handing them out like hotcakes anyway~" Nuren mentioned in passing. Whatever the case, comfort from Kama did not in fact come with head. And the playful gripes of Ajax returned. "Yeah, I know what you mean... I think this is early enough that they aren't quite that free yet. Or you haven't expressed your innate desire for it all over the place," she said almost joking. "Kudos though for remembering the gifts, I remembered mine too... we're on a roll today!~" she claimed. Just the same Kama found herself looking curiously. The term 'head' wasn't in her vocabulary yet. "I have two questions."

[Bloodedge]

It wasn't too difficult dealing with tsundere types; Kazuhiko understood that quite well in recent times. Kei brought a new kind of challenge, but frankly... he thought that was part of the excitement and appeal she carried. The bravado of it all was familiar though. Her instruction to keep being dedicated had him resisting the urge to chuckle. "Hai hai. I'll keep aiming for that high rating!" he announced. With that, Kazu was taking his first bite and just missing Kei's warning. While she laughed at his burning, he became confused. That should have been far worse than it was, yet it quickly became nothing. "That's... weird. I thought I set my mouth on fire, but it's fine," he mused. Kazuhiko went straight for another bite while Kei enjoyed her first ─ more so than he'd enjoyed any food before. 'Foodie' may have been a little light; he'd call her a connoisseur of some weird variety. He almost commented, but... he couldn't. Actually, all he managed to do was stare at the girl for far longer than he should have. All the while, Soma had a singular eye opening to glare in Miko's direction. Was that some sort of flirt? How interesting. Whether it seemed sensible or not, Soma had even more reason to believe she fell under the 'egg' category after that. "Exactly as I thought. Cracked and waiting to be scrambled," he commented. "Looking to explore public indecency again? Be my guest," he challenged thereafter.

The words of Ajax were understood as intended by Nuren. Ah, but Kama picked up on something of her own. She'd heard something similar before ─ something that probably wasn't to be shared now. "Keep it in your head. Trust me," he urged. As for Nuren's urge to scratch the itch they both knew about, he could understand. "I know. I did the same thing with this one... technically twice. She was just sitting there looking all breedable; I couldn't resist," he commiserated, as if the current existence of Kama needed any explaining at all. Nuren went on to comment on the seeds she'd been handing out. He knew of what happened earlier this day, in this reality, but that sounded like something more. "What? You slipped in another? I'll ask later," Ajax mused prior to lamenting the lack of 'head' he was suffering of late. Expressing his desire may have been necessary, but... there was also the question of why. "Ugh, I hate having to make it known! I mean, who's gonna say no to free head? It should be... I show up, free head. At this rate I'll go back to you-know-who. She's all about it after the first time." Moving on from that, Kama finally spoke. She had not one question, but two. Such things were dangerous from her in the earlier years sometimes, but danger didn't matter too much. "There are either two answers or a thousand. What are the questions?"

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko was aiming for a high ranking, and poor Kei didn't know whether she would survive his efforts. Whether she wound up in tears or yelling about something was pretty much a coin toss at this point. She'd only nod her head at his notion and hope he wasn't as earnest about such a thing as he seemed. Beyond that Kazuhiko apparently thought he'd burned his tongue but turned out to not have done that thing. Odd, she was sure that was hot enough to burn. "I could have used something like that when I was younger... Is that a special skill?" she wondered honestly. It wouldn't have been the weirdest thing she'd heard of, still she had her own food to enjoy. And thus she did... that first bite was beyond happy and she expressed every sentiment. Her eyes were still sparkling. She took a second bite and chimed, "Ooowh!~ It doesn't get any worse either♥~" she chimed. Perhaps foodie was an understatement, but the truth of a food tour being the best possible date for her was beyond factual. Speaking of factual things... Iino Miko was still navigating her new found and apparently voracious sexuality. It encompassed quite a lit including offhanded flirting when the right statements hit her ears the right way. So, when one eye opened and glared back at her she felt it deep in her soul like an echo. "Hm, I didn't expect that to work. But I feel like I've done a lot of public indecency today... Ugh... I don't remember enough," Miko uttered while she rubbed her own temples as if she could urge her thoughts to reorder themselves. "I don't own restraint, but I also don't do this kind of mixed company. Adding that to your... list, not a box," Miko mentioned still rubbing her temples. She'd definitely forgotten something. But not the feelings of it, she knew she'd have sex in front of multiple people but not literal children.

Meanwhile the words of Kama were heard and she was told to keep them in her head. "Sou..." she murmured. Why should she keep it in her head? She had to assume some sort of complication arising from the idea that this man moved across reality multiple times. She'd sit that aside for now, perhaps it was a question better suited for later. Whatever the case, Nuren and Ajax were conversing about their respective itches. "Yeah, I figured as much when I saw her. We really do certain things to ourselves..." she uttered. As for the seed slipping a gentle upturn of Nuren's lips happened, "I may have wandered off the beaten path... though I'll tell you, if you even remember to ask~" she commented. The pair of them often times meant to discuss a great number of things but in the moment such things were lost. Ah but what of the mysterious one he spoke of and free head, "Yeah, but you'd definitely have to go back or pick a different one... this one is off-limits," Nuren mused. As for the actual seeding she supposed it was time to do that, so she leaned back over Hiruko and smiled. She could definitely drop him a seed for the later times and it would reinforce him a bit. That would be enough to keep him from being swallowed up by the aforementioned problem children. She leaned over him and pressed her lips to his while she allowed Ajax to answer Kama's questions. "What happened with my son? He just kind of disappeared... also, what is head? I don't have enough context to work through that one on my own. Colloquialisms in this time are a bit annoying," she expressed her genuine curiousity while Nuren struggled to stifle a giggle.

[Bloodedge]

Kazuhiko had a list of special skills, but even he couldn't count a strong tolerance of uncooled food among them. Though he would have liked to give Kei some form of answer, he was confused by the whole ordeal. "Honestly? I've got no idea. It's been a crazy week, and I can't even think of where to start looking for a cause. Probably magic stuff though," was the only explanation he could give. From there, Kazu continued staring and Kei continued eating. It was the strangest form of marvel to behold, he thought. This girl enjoyed food the way he enjoyed card games or new adventures. Beyond that, there were some deviant thoughts worth shelving about the look on her face when she enjoyed consumption... but Kazu's commentary would be about something else. "Glad you've got a second one then?" he wondered.

Miko's stint of public indecency was known to Soma twice over. He'd heard and seen her in the alleyway, and he'd even seen her from outside the shop when she entered the back room with its owner. Her memory struggles were no issue of his, but her hesitation to act was another point of discontent. She claimed she didn't own restraint, but also claimed the current form of 'mixed company' was not something she did... which was a form of restraint. She'd add what he said to a list? How laughable. "Oh? What's the matter? Didn't you learn how to be out of sight in the alley earlier? Spare me your moral code. You're full of restraint until it's not something you waste unnecessary time questioning in your own head," he argued.

Ajax and Nuren did have a habit of doing some... technically unnecessary things. Their pasts were these people's futures. In those pasts, they had the most interesting times... and in their presents, they delivered similar experiences to the others. Such a cycle they produced. "We do. But... they do it to us too. Where does it all start?" he asked rhetorically, simply referencing a question asked oh so long ago for them. He'd keep an eye on Nuren as she delivered the aforementioned 'seed' to Hiruko via mouth transfer, even while continuing to complain about the current situation. There was one person he could visit to get what he wanted... but indeed, the current incarnation wouldn't do. "Yeah, it sucks. I could have stopped by another variant on the way back, but I couldn't put myself in the mood for it then," he said. While such a casual discussion went on, Hiruko's body was trembling as if by a low-tier seizure. Consciousness that found him again was gone just as quickly, responsive though he remained in a physical sense. He'd be fine eventually, but that spasming had to calm down over time. Meanwhile, Ajax remembered that one of Kama's questions was something he knew to expect before. "Oh right. He'll be fine; he should be floating around this reality somewhere. He was born in the space between this reality and its neighbors. He should be drawn to the ones that are connected to him. Until then, he'll just... fly around, like a kite," he explained. As for her second question, Ajax held up a single finger, though he'd count multiple things. "Head. Fellatio. Blowjob. Sucking dick. Servicing. The list is as endless as the number of colors on the known spectrum; you'll have to make assumptions based on context sometimes. Take that as a lesson for human conversation. Usually, it's more about feeling than what's actually being said," he answered despite knowing that would likely become an interesting conundrum in her future. Actually... he was betting on it doing so; it would be fun. "Anyway. The point is, nobody turns down free head. I could go so far as to say I'd take it as a customary greeting forever. Hint hint~"

[Apollymi]

As they conversed it was mentioned by Kazuhiko that he had no idea where his heat resistance came from, though he whittled it down to magic. "Sou, that makes sense I guess, a lot of stuff has been stacking lately," Kei agreed. It wasn't just his magical life that had gone out of control, her own had changed a lot more in recent times than she would have known how to deal with. What she did know how to deal with however was this perfect little meat bun which she was enjoying to its maximum, but what was Kazuhiko saying while watching her eat and hearing her reactions. Was she glad there was a second one? Yes, it was incredibly thoughtful and she was definitely looking forward to eating that one too. But... those words weren't ones that would come out easily. No, something about them would be lost in translation, "I can say that this is a favorable turn of events and good forward thinking on your part," she claimed hiding her appreciation behind the false bravado she was busy building up. As such she'd continued eating while waiting on that bus to show up.

Meanwhile, the two times Soma knew of her public indecency didn't even cover her day. While she didn't remember, she'd definitely been part of an orgy, multiple times over, and paraded naked in public. But public and people were to be considered differently, while she didn't care what her own friends saw of her, she wouldn't be putting any kids or Yuuya and Konomi into an awkward situation. She noted the lad's crankiness and wondered if he really was in need of something. Well, when she was annoying to Yugi, he'd claimed she should make with the head, perhaps she'd do that at her earliest convenience. In enacting this plan she began to scroll her phone, moving ahead of the conversation to take care of an order of food for the household. Upon observations and knowledge of individuals, she'd ordered several varieties of pizza in large enough numbers to feed the small army and paid for it. Though the app giving Yuuya's address as the delivery point. She didn't need to spare him her morality it wasn't morality that was determining her actions, Several moments of silence followed that argument but by the time she was done on her phone, they'd made their way back into the neighborhood. "Pizza will be here in 45 minutes..." she said aloud. "Hai hai. We're here~" Kaguya said having thought the girl going quiet was a potential doom thing, and knowing the card shop was in walking distance of Yuuya's place meant that the couple of minutes worth of conversation in the van had basically been stalling. At the same time Ai parked and turned off the engine tossing the keys back to Soma. Though Miko did note that she'd seen no replies from Hiruko either. "I meant restraint isn't innate in me... not that I couldn't do my own planning and management. I didn't learn anything like that in that alley, I was being impulsive and it happened to work out. I'm only applying my morality to myself and that offer was earnest, even if I didn't expect it to work. Though if you're looking for an egg to scramble, I got time and I'll take responsibility since you're annoyed a bit~" Miko offered as Angelica opened up the back doors and started helping people out of the vehicle.

Meanwhile, Ajax and Nuren were busy conversing about travels and mishaps. Both fully acknowledged that they were setting themselves up, and both seemed fine with the outcomes, "That's always the question, it's almost impossible to tell at this point..." she commiserated. Still that wouldn't stop her from giving work to those who gave her work the cycle was endless and it would remain so. Even so soon after she was slipping her tongue into Hiruko's mouth passing another something as big as a piece of candy and as smooth as a drink of water, mostly to help the man, but also as an excuse to double back a bit later as he was one of the rare sort. "I know what you mean, I also put off an extra trip because I was feeling particularly unhappy... I stopped and did something else instead~" she said after pulling away from Hiruko's mouth. As for Kama she'd be receiving an answer, her son was draw to those he was connected to, and would be fine. fluttered off like a kite... "Hm, I like that... I didn't get a chance to name him and he seemed upset with me," she mentioned as she thought it over. But if he was upset, as long as he would be fine, there was every opportunity to work it out. Moving on from that the term 'head' was apparently about the act of oral sex. "Sou ka, I guess... I can see how it got there. I still don't know if I like it, but I'll add those to the list..." she explained easily enough. "As a greeting ritual? What you said implies you have that with someone else... I'd be more likely to use it to say thank you..." she offered her own counter, knowing the better of making agreements she didn't want to be locked into "Arigatou gouzaimasu. Onii-chan♥~" she offered with ehr mouth opening in the moment. "Well, if you're about to take some head, I might as well go back to my ride and make sure the seed properly settles," Nuren mused as if something so miniscule was reason enough for her continued deviance. If she was going to rewrite her first interaction with Hiruko she might as well make it properly extreme by breaking him in properly.

[Bloodedge]

Kazuhiko kept biting into that burning pork bun like it was nothing. Though he enjoyed it quite thoroughly, his appreciation of it could never rival Kei's. Silently did he consume while they waited for the bus. He never stopped watching Kei; it was somehow too tantalizing to see someone enjoy something so thoroughly, so genuinely. With only a few words here and there, the tsundere trait reared its head once more. The choice of a second set was... a favorable turn of events and good forward thinking? That translated to a form of gratitude, he believed. Now was the time partial jokes would become Kazu's approach to such statements. "Awesome! Is there a reward points system? When do I cash in and for what?" he asked, laughing before tossing that final chunk into his mouth.

There was a long silence from Miko following Soma's latest assertion. During it, she was accessing her phone presumably for the sole purpose of ordering that pizza she'd mentioned. Never did Soma think their exchange was over, especially after the van stopped moving. He claimed the keys from Ai and waited. While others were ushered out of the van, Miko was delivering her response to an indifferent target. Her restraint was allegedly forced. That changed nothing about Soma's viewpoint, but he wasn't actually concerned with the details either; he'd already formed enough of an opinion on this one in that regard. Whatever the case, she was offering to... apparently take responsibility as an egg to be scrambled. Soma's annoyance wasn't to be taken into account; it was just about his resting state at this point. "Do you also talk that much during the act?" he wondered. Regardless, he had only one additional thing to say: something that was both an answer and a casual command. "Strip."

"It probably always will be," Ajax said about the answer to that ancient question. As for Nuren, it seemed she had taken more of a trip than he initially thought. He'd have to remember to ask about the extra one for curiosity's sake. Maybe there was even a splinter of that reality he'd take interest in? Whatever the case, his explanation of 'head' and its definition were taken by Kama with something resembling displeasure. Everyone had their preferred way of addressing the topic. "Well what's your preferred way to think about it? You can just pick one and keep it," he said about the phrasing. Ah, and it seemed she'd already reached a certain decision that would be carried with her into the future. An act of service would be treated as a form of gratitude. With that, Kama immediately verbalized her thanks and then... opened her mouth immediately. Ajax smirked. "See that? That's what I'm talking about. Head fixes everything," he said most casually as his pants faded into the breeze, exposing a ready-to-go erection Kama hadn't even been separated from for very long. Nuren spoke up about her reinvigorated ride and settling the seed planted in Hiruko. "Weren't you going to do that anyway?" Ajax asked cheekily. Even Hiruko, half-conscious as he was, had something to say about that. "Hnn... didn't I already die twice today? Not big on giving a guy a break, are you?" he asked, laughing weakly.

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko devoured his first meat bun, all the while, Kei enjoyed hers with the true admiration. It was quite the delicious morsel and she was quite happy that at the end of it there would be more for her to have. Though she was quite bad at expressing that sort of gratitude, it would appear that Kazuihiko was better at interpreting her words than any outside of her direct friend group so far. His joking reactions set her at ease, and made her feel less awkward about talking... which in turn meant she could keep talking to Kazuhiko. "I hadn't thought about it. I points gained should lead to rewards though, and as you are the only one on this points system... I'll work on it. but you don't get to know what the rewards are," she claimed. It sounded non-committal but the truth was, she simply would be too embarrassed to say it before a moment of reward struck. This way she could use it as a surprise and reward the lad for his thoughtful behavior instead of just being completely standoffish.

Miko expected that the mind of Soma was always working. Whatever he had going on in there, wasn't directly her concern... making sure she was reasonably responsible about her activities while she needed to be was most of her concern. Every girl was filing out of the van, in search of food and with bags of items to go through by virtue of the shopping trip today.. To his question of her speech, "I actually don't talk that much in general. Though during the act I am known to... sing," she explained. There was odd emphasis on the word sing, but she was sure that part would make sense in the moment. But would be Soma's actual response? A gentle command for her to strip, well she'd take that the way she wanted to, while keeping her multitiered male advice in mind. 'Show her ass and bounce it. Give head.' two different people had given her advice that she fully intended to use. Meanwhile, it would be Kaguya at the end of everything closing the door on her best friend and her son to give them the necessary privacy for their afternoon. And so it would be, Miko standing in the back of that van, and turned around to put down ehr phone. The music in her head was always playing so she began dancing and removing her clothes. Off slipped her jacket as she bent over untie and step out of her shoes, her ass would be bouncing the entire time. All the while, she was moving to the beat of music no one else could hear, but it didn't matter. The show would go on.

Apparently, it would always be a question of which came first. The proverbial question which floated around the universe could just as easily be about the sexual activity of this pair. Whatever the case, both knew that they often treated themselves callously and created the circumstances that had them pinned beneath their more advanced counterparts until they caught up, and eventually surpassed them. As for the words preferred by Kama or base Sakura to refer to acts of service, "I am not sure, I tend to say whatever gets my point across. Though, I don't think I am overly fond of the words, I do like the gesture though~" she claimed. Well, sometimes she enjoyed the matter of subtlety a bit more than she would have normally expressed for a blunt person. Head fixes everything, "We do believe that... and I am not one to get in your way," Nuren claimed. At the same time, Kama was facing an erect cock which was ready for her open mouth, which she closed for just long enough to peck the tip of his cock with a kiss before caressing the head of it with her tongue and inviting it ever deeper into her mouth. Still she was already moving back from Hiruko's mouth with that table being casually reinforced by shadows so that she could easily begin mounting him again. To Ajax's question she grinned not even managing to look coy, "Abso-fucking-lutely♥~" she expressed of her desire to go one more round. His words, while he was in and out of things were rather amusing but still she held that leash pulling just a little. "Only twice? That means you're fine. You can take it, besides the only break I can give you... is breaking you♥~ Now be good and stay conscious this time, Awanari♥~" Nuren mentioned. As she slid back into position, sliding him deep into her core and then leaning back a bit and using that table and his collar as leverage to slam her hips into his with her knees up and her feet supported on the table's edge.

[Bloodedge]

An imaginary points system seemed right up the white-haired girl's alley after a mock suggestion by Kazuhiko. He knew her demeanor would be something akin to walking on eggshells, but he also came equipped with centuries of similar experiences. A safe outlet was the best choice here. With her agreement to work on such a system, there was also a refusal to tell him what the rewards were. Well, he expected as much. Her type was never forthright about their intentions without reaching a boiling point, and what Kazu saw of Kei's boiling point thus far said he didn't really want to reach it. As the bus parked ahead of them to open for boarding, Kazu nodded. "No problem! It'll be like the rare card at the end of a pack. Always a mystery, always something awesome!" he declared. With that, they'd be cleared to board the bus and make way for the festival.

Despite what he'd been hearing from her all day, Miko claimed she wasn't much of a talker. Soma didn't see a lot of surprising things... but that counted as something nigh unbelievable. The singing, however, he believed; he'd heard it. "I've noticed. That still classifies as talking. Either way, I'll take your feedback. I need to run a test," he said. Just then however, his order to strip was taken with some extra liberties. Silently did Miko obey, albeit with the addition of dancing to the removal of articles starting with her jacket. Even the act of untying her shoes was accompanied by bouncing buttocks. It was definitely worth a watch, but an unexpected development. 'More specific. Noted,' he thought. "Is there no difference in your head between 'strip' and striptease?" he then wondered aloud.

Kama, or even Sakura, did like using her gestures as stated by the girl herself. He fancied her use of them as well, much like... probably anyone else who saw them. "Fair enough. You keep doing whatever feels natural to you; it's the best," he advised. While Kama was planting that initial peck on the tip of his cock, Ajax shifted his gaze toward Nuren just briefly, never one to miss the best part of a show. "Uh-huh. You mean you're not one to stop your own thing~" he said, opting to argue semantics for a moment. With that, Ajax's gaze was set on Kama again. The part he'd been waiting for was in view: the glorious moment of her lips parting and stretching around his girth. All the while, Hiruko's mouth was opening as well... though for a very different purpose. Indeed, his gaping maw was due to the return of great pressure around his cock. A break? Well, if that was his fate... "Huah! No promises!" he exclaimed. Retained consciousness may or may not have been in the cards for Daikichi Hiruko. He knew one thing, though. If nothing else, he wasn't just going to let himself black out with the view he currently had. Nuren's body was in the realm of Sakura's, yet somehow superior for reasons he couldn't even comprehend. He had to take in every inch, every curve as she moved in his lap ─ even if he didn't know which would take him first between that crushing pressure, or the choking of the leash. "Hn─! What's in it for staying alive then, huh?" the blonde asked while Ajax began materializing a magical marble between his fingers, continuing his information dump for Kama. "By the way, I've got something for you... well, a few 'somethings' actually. Two things for you, and one thing you'll want to give someone else at least. Any particular interests past that?"

[Apollymi]

Kei and Kazuhiko found themselves getting on a bus. There was at least one bun for each of them and Kei was happy. The truth of her happiness, was that he was quite understanding and was rolling with her oddities without being overbearing about it. His acceptance of her random reward system was taken with as much excitement as he'd had when discussing all forms of card games the previous day. Actually, aside from a few moments of killer instinct, he'd been nothing but smiles and easy-going nature. Kei understood how and why her other friends had come to like him, she was doing the same... even though she couldn't yet express herself properly. "Hm, good. You'll go far, as long as you keep that sort of attitude," she claimed as she scooted into a seat and stared out of the window. "You're really just always this excited, huh?" she asked as if it was odd. Maybe it wasn't, maybe she was just odd given her other world experience and her less than stable home life? She had to find out. And well, beyond that a bit of small talk was pretty normal for a bus ride.

Meanwhile, Miko was stripping out of her clothes in rhythm while having a somewhat casual conversation with Soma in the back of his recently acquired van. As her bottom bounced and she untied and stepped out of her shoes, she'd land barefoot on the balls of her feet as she always would. He watched while she danced and removed articles of her clothing, it seemed he didn't believe she wasn't very talkative but thought that her singing was the truth. He counted them the same and was apparently seeking feedback. "If the singing counts as talking I do it a lot... if you'd like the feedback though... I'll gladly help♫~" Miko chirped. As she continued to dance her top would be the next thing slipped over her head with a smooth motion. Her fingers found the zipper of her shorts and would be undoing them while she lowered herself with spread legs, still facing away from the lad while bouncing her bottom. She remained balanced ont he tips of her toes, while replying. "No, there isn't a difference, not to me♪~. If I am going to be taking my clothes off and you're going to be watching me anyway, it might as well be interesting to watch..." she explained of herself. Well, if it was going to be a show, she might as well properly show... that was the advice she'd been given so she'd keep it. On her last bounce she rose and bent over, she'd reveal her cheeks as she worked her shorts down her legs, but the thong underwear she wore would decorate and match the back of that bra she revealed previously. Her bottom still actively bouncing she'd step out of her shorts and then turn, still bouncing to that unknown song while, popping open her bra and releasing a more massive bosom with a bounce while dropping her bra. The only article she had left was the thong and she'd eventually be turning to removed that as well, bending over at the waist and sliding that little string out of her rear and folds, and down her legs to step out of it too. Thus one would have a naked Miko, ready to face Soma properly.

At the same time, Kama was being told to continue doing what felt most natural to her, she planned to do that anyway, but somehow she really enjoyed the encouragement offered by this man. She'd bring up one such gesture she quite enjoyed after learning it's meaning specifically. Her left hand rose and she gave him a thumbs up, such was her nature as she allowed her tongue to continue it's actions along his shaft. Meanwhile, Nuren as she was being called, was being called out... for not wanting to stop her own thing, as Ajax put it. "Oya? We're two of a kind, you can't really go outing me like that~" she claimed with amusement. At the same time the increased pacing of her current ride on Hiruko gained her a call of no promises. She slowed her hips a bit, allowing that crushing weight to squeeze as she leaned into the man smiling at him. "It's good you won't make me promises. I'd have to call and you're not ready for that yet~" she teased in a manner most menacing. While she continued this ride, she too began making something, that blue die she'd rolled began spinning on its onw spiraling and compressing into a proper round shape as she looked down at Hiruko. What would he get for staying alive... "Ara? That's so greedy of you... careful Awanari♥~ If you start wanting to take too much from me I'll have to take more and all you've got left to bet with is your life. And I already have one of those by now♥~" she flirted cryptically. "That being said I do have something for you... I'll throw in a few extra functions and give you a good show if you stay awake, how about that?" Nuren asked, as she leaned back and began posing while pulling on that leash. At the same time, Kama was being told of presents being provided to her as well. She'd be pulling away from his cock after ejecting it from her mouth kisisng it repeatedly. "I don't have a lot of request. That is a very magical thing you're holding though... so an explanation would be good," she offered pleasantly before going back to what she was doing. She she had no problem keeping up with what was being say by Nuren either.

[Bloodedge]

Into the bus they went, with Kei taking the first seat once they were aboard. Kazuhiko took the inner seat right beside her, not sparing much distance but leaving a fair amount of breathing room. He was actually quite interested in going far in the 'points system' they were discussing, regardless of what the rewards were. "Guess I'm going far then. My attitude isn't changing anytime soon!" he announced. As for his apparent perpetual excitement, there was a simple correction to make. "Well... no? Whenever I can be, yeah. There's just a lot to be excited about now, you know? I've been thinking I did something to make you hate me since yesterday, so this is a huge turnaround! It's awesome!" he exclaimed as the bus began its trip.

According to Miko, she was glad to help with the feedback Soma required. She claimed as much while performing a frankly unnecessary series of bouncing movements with her ass, and Soma found it... certainly worth watching. Ambitious though he was, even he was still a man with a functional libido; there was no turning his nose up to those movements. He even tilted his head for a different angle when Miko lowered herself and kept the bounces going, mostly topless and all. What of the decision to make a dance of it though? She made a decent point of ensuring she made an interesting show of it. "It's completely unnecessary, but I'll give you credit for knowing how to get what you want. There's nothing else you're going to get with moves like that, besides... what was it? Scrambling?" he mused as Miko's thong slipped down to mark the final piece of fabric adorning her body. "One more thing," he interjected. Before Miko turned to face him again, Soma had one more thing to test. The way she'd taken his earlier order was worth some deep contemplation, so he thought to test her complacency without delivering any magical instruction. "Finger your own ass," he demanded with only his natural voice.

All the while, Hiruko was being warned against making promises he couldn't keep to Nuren. Even he could sense the truth of those words and the repercussions that could come, but surely she knew. Once she mentioned him only having his life to bet with, the thought immediately crossed Hiruko's mind. Betting his life was nothing... and indeed, she knew. Apparently, she already had one of his lives. Whatever that meant, he didn't know, but he did grasp the lack of value his life had in this situation. "Not leaving me any chips for a visitor's bonus? That's bad practice," he commented cheekily, even though that was about all he could manage. The deal Nuren gave was a mysterious one. Some obviously magical object was in her hands, and she offered to make a bigger deal of it with more... functions? How strange. "Am I supposed to know what those are? Doesn't matter. If it's coming from you, I'll take it," he agreed with eyes traveling up and down her shifting form. At this point, Hiruko only lamented being without his camera and a prior arrangement to stage a photoshoot. Meanwhile, Ajax was hearing the request of Kama, who didn't stop addressing his member even while speaking. With an approach like that, he had only one thing to say. "Do what you're doing, and I'll answer any question you've got. But anyway... I think you already have concept of a Reality Marble? This is one of those... except it's a bit realer. Call it the original version. Can you imagine there being an entire lifetime in an alternate universe, where your path is completely different? Sure you can. Well, imagine there's one out there where you and I are... 'exclusive'. Forever. Not a chunk of isolated time, but the entire reality... ripped from where it was, and put into a marble. Simple naming pattern, right? That's what this is. This is us."

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko and Kei settled on to the bus and continued to converse lightly. It would appear by Kazuhiko's own words that he fully intended to keep trying for points and saw himself as guaranteed to gain more given he didn't intend to change much at all. That was interesting, she'd not known very many men in her lifetime. And the ones she did, outside of the oddities of meeting her own mentor were not really points of interest for her. "I can see that..." she said of his attitude. He'd been through the whole day, and even killed people but still hadn't let much of any of it affect his mood. There was only a bit of oddity surrounding him and that was about to be explained with just as much excitement as everything else. According to Kazuhiko, he thought she hated him since the previous day's crying episode and this date of theirs was a huge turnaround in his book. It was awesome. "Sou... I don't hate you," she started, that confession was easy enough she was going out on a date with him so that should have been obvious. "I really don't meet that many guys. And none who are genuine and being nice. Even the men in my own family... are at minimum weird and at maximum worthless dumbasses, but you are just a bit, weird to me. Not in a bad way..." she explained as much as she was able. She'd been overwhelmed the previous day and her emotional state was already unbalanced. His niceness after all that completely threw her off after everything else.

At the same time, out in that van... Miko was stripping down to nothing in front of Soma. He claimed her dance was completely unnecessary but that it would definitely ensure she got... scrambled. A chuckle escaped Miko, given why she was here, it definitely sounded like she should do exactly what she was doing any time it was purely her intention "Definitely scrambled♪~" she chimed. Since that was what he was going for but he hadn't actually told her to stop, she'd accept the boundary for what she thought of it as, a suggestion. Miko was at least acutely aware of his eyes on her person and the sound of his head leaning to the side. Though he claimed it wasn't necessary he seemed interested enough, perhaps she'd simply take liberties unless he was unquestionably clear? Yeah, that sounded right. As that little dance of hers came to an end she'd stepped out of her thong more than ready to turn around but he wanted something specific? Well, as she'd decided earlier, she'd take any requests she felt like taking, and even though he wasn't compelling her to do so, she was still more than willing to show him something he wanted to see. Even if it was likely that the sexual thrill wasn't the only reason he wanted to see it. "Hai♪!~" she sang her compliance. Actually, the directness with which that order was given had her mouth and loins dripping subconsciously. So, in the true manner of making a show of her actions, Miko would reach behind herself with her left hand. She'd find her own slit and gently run her fingers through existing juices while moving back to her rear. Once there, she'd trace her anus with her lubricated fingers before slipping into it with both her middle and ring fingers. The dexterity with which this was done was normal for her, but the extra juices leaking from her core and mouth were not at all normal for this sort of sex act.

Meanwhile, Hiruko was being ridden into submission while he gained both magical and physical understanding. He claimed that it was bad practice for her not to leave him a chips to bet with. She could only smirk while staring him down even as her hips began winding in circles as if she intended to make a swirling vacuum in the depths of her core. "Visitor's bonus? Someone like you doesn't need something like that right? I don't do bad practice... I also don't make bad deals. I'm hurt you'd even insinuate it~" she said cheekily. Meanwhile, he claimed that he'd accept her terms even if he didn't know exactly what it was he was getting. "Eh? That's really good of you. That's good, I won't cheat you on it. I'll tell you what it is, but I'd rather make sure your brain is where it needs to be when I do, can't have you only hearing half of what I'm saying~" she claimed as if that was reason enough for her not to deviate from her current activity. Yet and still her body started to twitch inside, she was truly moving towards orgasm though not at any massive pace. Meanwhile, Kama was busy artfully sucking cock even when she pasued to take a break she was kissing it and showing it a senusal amount of attention. She was told to continue so she would, while an explanation was given. What she heard was the more advanced version of a thing she currently did. Isolating a moment in time and making it real. She would be receiving one of those and she looked surprised as she took his cock back into the depths of her mouth, down her throat, a bit, though some gagging would ensue given the power of the cock she was currently trying to swallow. When she was done with the sensation of it, while he explained, she backed away. She licked her own saliva off his cock and kissed it more while nodidng her understand. "I do something like that but not on that sort of s scale. That's very interesting as a present... I'll definitely enjoy something like that," she said. Without even the sexual aspects of it being obvious yet, she'd enjoy even witnessing something like that as a magical object.

[Bloodedge]

Following an admission of a strange nature, Kei clarified what he'd been working toward piecing together with clues and assumptions since the 'crying event' of yesterday. The guys she knew were very limited, and she didn't have the best opinion of the males in her family either. With that in mind, she thought Kazuhiko was just weird... in a good way. He thought it through. Being weirder than the rest, he supposed, was alright... but an honest Kazu couldn't put himself in a different league than other men. "Well... at the core of it all, I'm still probably not very different compared to other guys. I'll be totally honest ─ my first, second and third thoughts were all totally sexual. A lot of thoughts right now are the same or worse, actually. I even feel like I've got brain-in-dick syndrome that keeps getting worse by the day, so... just don't put me on some sort of pedestal. I'm also probably a weird dumbass ─ just hopefully one you think is cool~"

Wherever she went, whenever the time and in whichever reality, the one called Iino Miko was certain to be 'scrambled' again and again, so long as she existed... and sometimes even when she didn't. There were some individuals who understood this in truth. What of Soma, though? Well, he was fated to be one of the whisks. He'd been watching her move not fully in sexual excitement, but as a matter of the task he'd be undertaking ─ a necessary step in his endless climb to the top. Her voice carried some sort of magic in it, much like he did... but it was different, unknown to him, and therefore a mandatory acquisition in whatever way he could manage. Ah, but how easily could she be bossed around? Apparently with no difficulty at all. When told to use her own fingers on her own anus, Miko took the non-magical order and ran with it once more. He watched as she wet fingers in her own juices before squeezing not one, but two fingers into her ass. What an interesting development, Soma thought. He absolutely had to test the limits. "Hmm. Switch hands. Put those fingers in your mouth instead," he decided in the moment.

Meanwhile, Nuren claimed that Hiruko had no need of a visitor bonus to this hypothetical casino. Was she so hurt that he'd insinuate a bad deal from her end? It didn't seem to be the case. In fact, Hiruko imagined there was nothing he could do, even trying, to affect this one's mood or demeanor much... if at all. "As if. I've never even met you before... but that's what of those 'Reality Marbles' he's talking about, isn't it? Yeah... that makes sense. Meeting a guy you've known for a lifetime, who's never met you... and I don't even get an introduction. For─shuah~" Hiruko was interrupted there as his body seized, an accidental lesser expulsion gushing into Nuren's womb in response to those twitches. "Hah... shame," he finished during recovery. All the while, Ajax was able to enjoy the rapid development of Kama in her earliest moments. She was quite the abuser of knowledge, taking what she had access to and using it with weaponlike efficiency. Into her throat he was taken, even at the cost of gagging... or rather, from Ajax's perspective, the reward of sensation. By the time she pulled away again, she was right back to that same sensual approach from moments before while addressing his explanation. It seemed she had cause for interest even without the additional implications. "I'm sure you will. You're also probably going to have to tell your si─... friend how it works. This thing here is like an endless wet dream. All it takes is a little mana to turn it into a toy that'll either shift your consciousness to the reality inside, or... a bit of a stronger effect. It's a direct physical copy of what you're worshipping right now. Cock-worshipping, by the way. That's what your current behavior is called in the sacred language. The 'sacred language' is just deviant lingo; don't read too deep into that."

[Apollymi]

Kei made the sort of confession she felt was good for her. Beyond that it seemed that Kazuhiko thought he wasn't too far outside of normalcy for a man. He explained his own thought processes and didn't want to be put on a pedestal. He confessed that most of his thoughts were sexual and that they'd been since the moment of meeting the prior day. By the time he finished speaking her eyes were sparkling and had to cough to cover her own shyness and turn her head towards the window. "I guess that's worth a few points..." she claimed her face intensely blushing. "Also for future reference... we get the instinct and sexual thing, it might not be the first thing out of our mouths in mixed company but most girls do get that part. You were there in our group chat, that one was the second one, we....I mean they were feral during the Emergency Meeting. Though I was a spider so my understanding of stuff now is different.." she explained.

Meanwhile, Iino Miko didn't know restraint, she'd been the one to say that a few minutes ago and have it questioned. Well, the truth of that became obvious as non-magical orders were given and they were followed simply because she wished to in the moment. If he was going to decide how easily Miko could be bossed around, then he'd be in for a surprise? Or maybe none... she was among the many who lived her life on the terms she decided were best and in the current moment that included doing what Soma wanted. What was more, she already had a full understanding of the nature of magical bodies she had no issues following his next directive. Her right hand would move to replace the left from the front, while her left hand traveled back towards her mouth. As confirmation of that she turned her head towards Soma allowing him to see her licking and sucking those same two fingers from her drool extreme mouth. That mix was actually quite tasty and it wouldn't be any faking in her movements, no she was starting to enjoy herself.

At the same time, Nuren was being further aroused by the brain of Hiruko. He managed legitimate thoughts even while being ridden into oblivion by the blue haired lass. In fact her core only throbbed giving him an almost pulse straight to his cock as he came to his own conclusions and understanding. It was only added to by that interruption to his cooler exterior and the expulsion within her womb which made her quite happy. "Ara? I do always enjoy watching a clever brain, drift away... almost as much as I like watching it work♥!~" she mused while acknowledging that it was a bit odd to approach him this way, but it wouldn't have mattered. "Iia, not a shame, I suppose I didn't end up telling you my name... I'm always interested in seeing what bleeds through with you... and it's always rewarding♥~" she said having a somewhat valid reason. "See, you often call this face Nuren, sometimes this face is called things you have to feel, but the name attached to it is, Yelan♥~" she explained as that pulse became more consistent and she rode the fine line between her own orgasm and the crushing of Hiruko. Two little names were more than enough in this case, "And yes, this is a Reality Marble, but I have a certain proclivity with which you will become familiar at another time. So, there isn't just one lifetime in this one... it contains a few. Not the ultimate one though, that's a way bigger prize, Good Luck acquiring it♥~" she claimed as if it was simply a normal thing to say, all the while those poses were building up over time, more and more extravagant and more ridiculous as her arms moved about and she tugged at Hiruko's leash. At the same time, Kama was receiving quite a bit of information. According to Ajax she'd have to, explain this to a friend, but that thought was originally something else. Kama currently only had a few friends so she could make some assumptions. "Sou ka, I'll explain it, when the time is right. I think I know who I'll have to explain it and that is fine. Also I am glad that this works the way I thought it did and that deviance does seem to have its own culture... A copy of yours is quite interesting indeed... is the dream wet because it's about sex?" she mused more than willing to have that experience regardless. She'd carry on waiting for more answers, and explanations while trading those different techniques to get through this act of service which in truth wasn't something she minded doing naturally.

[Bloodedge]

"Yosh!" Kazu exclaimed after receiving points. He'd seen Kei's reaction and remained unsure about its exact cause, but... apparently something about him was getting the job done, so the details didn't matter! Moving on though, Kei expressed her understanding of the more instinctual approach to sexual matters. Kazu didn't consider things the same way, though. Yes, she and her friends were quite active in that group chat, but that seemed normal for humans anyway. Many times had he heard the sorts of things said by Bradamante and others, but even that and the aforementioned group chat seemed so very... normal now. "I get that, but I also want to be completely clear that it's so different in my head. Like, sure, you're all ten out of ten. That's awesome. But it's like, the way I see it isn't normal or even consistent? It keeps bouncing between this really strong urge to breed, dominate... possess... among other things. Sometimes it doesn't even feel like it's me making the decision; that's how strong it is. Uh! But that's not to say it isn't also me. I'm definitely in a hundred percent, crazy soul voice or not," he explained.

Another command, another compliance. If his full group of underlings could function as easily as Miko, Soma would be set for an easy life and climb... though there were some caveats. He surmised that she partially obeyed his orders as a matter of compliance, but it also seemed she was just enjoying herself, as if she would have eventually done such things on her own. Fingers were swapped, and those which traveled from her ass to her mouth were lavished and sucked upon with the strangest hint of joy. "Are you actually just going to do everything I tell you to? Is your entire purpose to just open your legs for somebody who bosses you around?" Soma asked as if genuinely curious to some extent. "What do you expect to get out of being a living sex toy? Growth? Fame? Leisure? What's the limit? Fist yourself," he said in the end.

That minor expulsion of Hiruko's was extending in similarly sized bursts as his mind slipped more and more. At this point, it was all he had in him just to keep focused and functional. Still, Nuren expressed an interest in his brain's functionality ─ or the loss of said functionality based on the present. Some additional words passed her lips to imply an even more in-depth understanding of him, seemingly all via that Reality Marble thing. Yelan was her name ─ at least the most proper version of it by his understanding. There was one thing even more imperative, though: the bigger prize she spoke of. How convoluted. Hiruko already had his eye on a larger prize than the present, all in the form of those poses she kept striking. He hadn't stopped ejaculating. Perhaps that was meant to be a problem? Well it felt like no such thing. "Heh! If that's the jackpot, what's a photoshoot? You can't just keep teasing a guy like me with all this eye candy and not let me look back on it later~" he said, skipping the usual fair under the assumption that Yelan understood him well enough already. Meanwhile, Ajax had a hand reaching out, fingers casually trailing through Kama's hair as they kept speaking. The next time she took an opportunity to speak, her question was about the nature of 'wet' dreams. "That's most of the reason for that name. Anyway, this thing here also contains my... let's call it a phone number. If you look in the right place, right time, you'll get it. Just make sure you call the right person. Understood?" he asked as that same hand moved to caress the girl's cheek, his eyes hinting something mysterious and incomprehensibly powerful. "Oh, and the details. This'll basically level up the more energy and purpose you put into it... or the more immersed you get, so be careful. If you had two of these, using both at the same time would have catastrophic results, but that's nothing for you to worry about with just this one. That is, unless you want a second one. I wouldn't say no to you if you wanted something specific~"

[Apollymi]

A few points were given and Kazuhiko acted as if he'd won a jackpot. It was quite interesting how excited he seemed to be, even without knowing the prize for his continued effort. The fact that he was willing to just go along with what she was saying, and believe that eventually there would be some reward for putting up with all of her nonsense was kind of heartwarming. What was more, they were starting to get into a more relaxed conversation, one in which Kazuhiko was even more candid than she thought he would be. He explained how he worked, what he thought and all those driving and instinctual thoughts. He complimented her and her friends. She was happy he had such a high opinion of all of them, it just made it easier for them to continue their close bonding. As for his actual instinctual thoughts and how he considered them she could only be empathetic. "Iia, I get that... completely. A while after I first became a spider... my instincts were all hunt, prey, kill, slaughter, eat, torture... I could only make sense of the eat one but... as I grew a bit I came to understand and incorporate those things. I started to do them all on my terms and it only really takes the first moment of understanding. As long as you're always the biggest thing in your head, you can make everything else, you." she commented. "And you're pretty good, so I figure making even the weirder parts into you would be good..." she managed.

Meanwhile, Miko as busy, complying with the demands put forth by Soma. Even with no magical application she could easily do the things he said and was finding quite a bit of joy in trying them out. In her own mind, she'd do anything she'd like... and beyond that she'd find it pretty interesting to do things she might not think of herself. All the while, Soma seemed to be working through his thought processes, while he watched her commit to the actions he'd demanded. "I'll do what you demand within the confines of this situation. And I do like bossy people... though they aren't the only kinds of people I like♪~" she mused moaning at her own actions. All that he'd asked of her was far from being something she'd say no to, as he continued to pontificate it seemed he was trying to figure out Miko's motivations or maybe ambitions? But to her own thought processes she iddn't think she'd be easily understood in that way... it seemed he'd gotten a bit rhetorical so she'd allow him to think more... while the hand which had two fingers in her ass became, three, then four, then five, with the added lubrication fo her fore. Since he'd not been specific about it, she'd also balled up her fist going into her mouth. She was far from being unable to properly handle something as gentle as her own dainty fingers. Just the same persimmon juice seemed to leak down onto her thighs traveling down the length of her legs as she wobbled on the balls of her feet.

At the same time, Hiruko and Nuren were approaching an interesting point. The spurts he'd released into her womb were followed up by several more... and she was loving each and every one. A pose was stricken, arms moved that leashed tugged all the while she knew the truth. That she was drawing attention to her physical specimen of a form and making him desire photographs of her. It was easy to forget that in the main form of time these people knew, it'd been Hiruko who was the disruptive influence when it came to picture taking. "Hmph, I forgot that in this time it was you... who started that trend. Hm, I have something coming up that requires my immediate attention but... I'll swing back thorugh for a photoshoot when the time is right. I wouldn't want to be unfair to you, Awanari♥~" Yelan claimed as she moved with a tiny bit more urgency. Actually she wsa nearing her next orgasm at a rapid pace just a few more moves until both arms would be in the air, coming down as if drawing full attention to the spectacle as she finished with Hiruko lodged as deeply into her core as she could get him. All the while her eyes were cast down at him, glowing in that strange teal color they were. Meanwhile, Kama was busy learning the functionality of her would be present and the proper explanation for it to give to a friend who wouldn't remember the exact rules. While she looked up at Ajax's face he had quite a few things to explain, including her ability to directly contact him through this odd device and pocket of reality. What was more he claimed that she simply had to call upon the right one. What did she make of that? There were caveats to contact and making sure she altered the right version of this man to her desires was necessary. As a handle and gentle caress was delivered Kama's face flushed gently, she did always enjoy these sorts of mixes. Admittedly though, she could think of nothing else she directly wanted to experience the way he offered it to her. "Hm, I don't have enough to work with to know what else I'd want... is it an individual scenario type of thing? I haven't experienced enough of those yet to know the kind I like. But I like having to work through stuff... so if you have one like that, I'd take it and anything you're holding back right now, Onii-chan~" she claimed while going back to her more serious work.

[Bloodedge]

After delivering an explanation about his circumstances, Kazu received a similar tale from Kei. As a spider in the other world, she was also cursed with an unusual demand to do things. Hers was a problem of a different nature, but something he could clearly commiserate with as well. "That's insane! I can't imagine having to deal with all that," he said ironically. "Personally, I'll keep the problem I've got. Props to you for making your thing work out. Best I've been able to manage on my end has been... well, doing what the crazy horny voice wants," he said. By then, they were crossing the bridge to their destination island. Kazu leaned closer to the window and, by virtue of that movement, closer to Kei herself. He just barely avoided supporting himself with a hand on her thigh, landing it instead on the seat itself. "Woah, that's what this festival looks like? They really do have two of them starting this week, huh?" he observed, knowing there was another in the works a bit closer to their current base. "Any idea what you wanna go for first?"

The ease of having Miko answer his demands apparently depended on the situation, according to the lass herself. She did have a thing for bossy people, though. That was quite strange for Soma to hear after what he'd seen of her thus far, but it didn't matter. What she liked or didn't like was no real business of his, so long as his personal agenda kept moving forward. "So you're just a confused and masochistic kind of slut. Got it," he surmised. Soma would quirk a brow as Miko added finger after finger to her rear, and even took the additional step yet again... by spreading lips around her other fist. She was wobbling a bit, but otherwise managing with great ease. "If that's how it's going to be, go at it fully. Debase yourself," he said to offer one additional demand. Soma didn't have much reason left to test Miko, but he did have just a couple of extra things in mind before making any progress. "And stop standing. If you're going to do all that just because I told you to, at least do it on the ground."

Apparently, Hiruko started a trend of photography. He didn't think being that much of a trendsetter was in the cards. What was in the cards, however, was some sort of arrangement. Though Yelan had business to address in the near future, she thought it would be worthwhile to make another visit for his desired photoshoot. With that being the case, he'd have to do a bit of training... and perhaps replenish a lot of bodily fluids. "Hnngh─done deal! Say when!" he managed, wondering only how much time he had to prepare. If there was enough, Hiruko supposed he'd be seeking a bit of growth via Sakura's aid in the near future. For now, he was startlingly running low on stamina ─ something that basically never happened to the blonde. On the other side of the boat's table, Kama was seeming a bit low on ideas. Ah, the learning curve of the younger ones reared its head. "It could be an individual thing, or it could be something else. You could ask me for something as simple as tilting your legs back, or something as outlandish as immortality. You could ask me about the Truth with a capital T, to put a new baby in you, or even the secrets of space-time travel. The special ones get special treatment, Kochou. The only thing you can't ask me for, is everything I've got. You'll have to settle for this," Ajax said as his cock pulsed thrice as a form of warning. Once those passed, his essence would be gushing by the liter, its destination determined entirely by What Kama was doing at the time. He didn't particularly care if it shot down her throat, straight into her mouth, all over her body, or some mix of the three. By his own approximation, he doubted Kama was very concerned with the details either... but her decisions were always interesting. "So? Anything in the universe; I've given it all to you before. I'll follow the lead of my partner there and offer any sort of reality except the main one. Too many spoilers there."

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko heard out what Kei had to say about her current life experiences. Of course, his commentary on it was rather surprising. He was having a far worse time of things from what she'd picked up. Between almost having himself consumed by a god, having to deal with falling from the upper world into the lower world, rebuilding his person when the possibility of that wasn't even something he understood initially, and then rescuing Angelica on top of leading a group on a grand quest. Yeah his life was much more difficult to manage. If he relaxed by being extra horny she couldn't blame him. "It isn't that bad, I'd call myself the unified individual... I'm the biggest me, besides those kinds of instincts are usually good for you... as long as its something you would go for anyway. If my experience is anything to go by," she mentioned with her nose turned up in the air. Since she was looking out the window for the most part she'd easily seen the approach of that secondary festival spot. It seemed that Kazuhiko was excited by the prospect instead, leaning over to look out the window and managing to place his hand directly between her legs on the seat. Her face immediately flushed as she tried to remain calm. "Tehnhed tett bhyusz ombarrass'lin nu yakho pnod yeios pnex rhurpohob" she mumbled, her words leaking out not in Russian but in monster lanauge instead. "Eh? I don't have any immediate ideas... I usually let my stomach decide. I know there are a lot of specialties we can't get in Tokyo..." she mentioned seemingly pleased by the idea of getting something to eat, and using it as a distraction though she had a bit of a problem as her legs flinched just a little and met the muscles of his forearms which were abnormally well sculpted.

At the same time, Miko was getting a strictly observational assessment of her personality from Soma. And in the moment he chose some of the roughest words she ever heard and for some reason, instead of being disgusted or annoyed she simply felt... aroused. Perhaps that was something she should have thought about more, but a dragon man had called her a dirty little slut, immolated her and rebirthed her... who was she to argue with the assessment which seemed to be true. 'Why is that so hot?!' she exclaimed in her own mind. Apparently he wasn't done giving instructions either. He had the demand that Miko debase herself, but that was followed with the idea of her being too high above him. That was pretty stardard for his type of individual. And with such straight forward demands how could she do anything but submit? Miko fell to her knees removing the hand from her mouth to catch herself before she shifted. She continued showing off her rear while she aggressively masturbated in front of his man adding a hand to her loins. "I'm a dirty slut, who wants nothing more than to be scrambled into paste in the back of this van. And a filthy fucking masochist who likes when you call me a slut and tell me how garbage you think I am. I'm actually fucking disgusting♪~" Miko admitted, though she was meant to debase herself, in her own head these were all just positive points to her personality on the hunt to getting properly wrecked. If she was going to slut hell, she'd pave her own way with every footstep and it'd be the best day ever when she finally arrived. Given the current placement of her hands and her dripping loins she could rather easily push herself to a full orgasm within a few moments. She knew exactly what she liked about this even if it wasn't quite what she was looking for right just now.

Meanwhile, Yelan was busy making a set of deal with Hiruko. The really clever ones couldn't know too much too quickly. It'd be better for them if they figured things out on their own. "Hai hai, I'll let you know... I don't have a fix on the time just yet, still, pleasure doing business with you♥~" she claimed as she finally collapsed upon him in tht slow building orgasm that she intended to crush him both spiritually and magically at the point of that last pose. She was having quite the good time, the young ones were always fun. But she'd definitely show up in a timely manner, likely when the man was already alone. There was nothing much to stalking these early ones. And as he was still awake she'd make sure that little Reality Marble came with all the bells and whistles. Meanwhile Ajax was busy telling Kama all the things she could potentially ask for an the only rule she had to follow. According to him, she was special and that meant she could ask for any regular or irregular thing she wanted, except for all of him. She was apparently also not allowed the absolute version of them yet. That was fine. She accepted her food with... an open mouth his cock buried in the depths of her throat initially as she gagged, swallowed and then began her own withdrawals. She'd continue swallowing like one who enjoyed it until she pulled it from her mouth allowing it to spray a bit before she lapped at the tip a spray covering her face gently. "Hm, I hear this school thing mentioned a lot, do you have one with us in school together. I think I'd like to see something like that..." she thought. She'd keep that one for her own special needs but she didn't need much else. All the while her own loins tingled from an orgasm caused by all that throat fucking.

[Bloodedge]

The way Kei spoke from her own perspective gave Kazuhiko a valuable opinion indeed. He needed that sort of firm mentality for the looming threat of Father An consuming his soul. If life were so easy, he'd hardly have any problems left at the moment... but obviously Kei had a stronger constitution than him. "Gah, I wish I could be that cool! That's the most bad ass thing I've heard in ages!" he praised after hearing Kei speak of literally battling and dominating the proverbial beast within. He had to reach that level one day. For now though, Kazu was excitedly looking through the window at the upcoming festival venue. His thought process was interrupted by Kei, who spoke in a language he shouldn't have known. He paused, looking in her direction... confused for unusual reasons. Why did he know what she said? Moreover, why was she saying that? "Huh?" was all he managed before it registered to him what she was talking about specifically. In that moment, he looked down, noticing her leg was touching his arm. Quickly did Kazuhiko jerk away. "Ah! Gomen, gomen! I jumped up without thinking!" he pleaded, both hands clapping together in prayer pose. "Start over? I've got no idea what to go for either, so let's just go for whatever you're feeling in the moment."

Within the back of Soma's 'new' van, Miko was revealing more and more about her nature. She was every bit of the masochist he believed her to be. Silently dropping to her knees and removing only the fist that was in her mouth, she gave herself every bit of self-humiliation he expected... even while seeming to wholly agree with and accept all of her own words. All things considered, Soma believed that was a good quality. The ability to accept one's strengths and weaknesses was a strength of its own. Whether Soma was amused or disgusted, he wouldn't show. Either way, he'd be answering the call. "You said it yourself. Actually fucking disgusting." While he spoke, Soma finally got out of his seat and took the single step that put him in striking range of Miko. He'd be unzipping his pants while one foot pressed against her rear, as if to offset her. "Anything else, or have you reached the bottom of your own trash can already?"

Speaking of reaching the bottom of something, Hiruko was reaching the end of his rope. He wouldn't be getting a timeframe for Yelan's future arrival, but he would be getting... an inability to do much else for a while. At that collapse, Hiruko's body jerked. He could do nothing but inhale sharply as another outpour of his energy left him limp, all things delivered into the woman's body. He couldn't even close his eyes for several seconds. Consciousness hadn't left him yet, as was the goal set for him. He'd be wordlessly working on recovery for some time thereafter, albeit not silently due to some very audible heaving. In that time, Ajax was staring down into Kama's face. She'd taken his load straight to the throat, though not without pulling back in time to have it upon her face by the end. Only then did her request come. The first Reality Marble was done, so her desired 'school era' variant could be started right away. "Great choice! And since I like the way you look right now more than most things in the universe, I'll throw in a bonus. Here," he said, handing off the first marble for any inspection or testing Kama desired while he began weaving the second. "Gaia school, Academia, Knights' Academy, Magic Institutes... I'll throw in the whole shebang from as many realities as I can cram into one marble! Spoiler alert: it's also mostly fucking."

[Apollymi]

Kei was in for several surprises, not the least of which was the admission that Kazuhiko thought she was badass, or cool even. She explained her logic on how she went from food to predator in the magical world and received for it, praise of her fortitude. She looked stunned. She only expected that kind of encouragement from the girls never from a guy who was simply talking to her. "Hmphf! It's good you can see the truth, that's also worth a few points," she claimed feeling rather good. It was truly far too easy for someone like Kazuhiko to gain 'points' in this proverbial system. Of course, the upcoming festival seemed to distract Kazuhiko quite a bit, but he didn't seem to catch that slip into monster language that Kei had. 'Yosh! I don't have to figure something else out... that was an accident even, good job!' she thought. All the while, Kazuhiko was soon enough apologizing for invading her personal space. She'd been prepared to try and move past her own fluster, but it would seem her luck was turning around today, as his apology left her a face-saving option she didn't think would have been open to her before. "Hahaha! I'm benevolent so we can start over," she mused secretly quite pleased that this hadn't turned into something catastrophic. "Well, we were talking about sea food, interested int rying the Takoyaki? I hear its the best from here..." she mentioned.

At the same time, Miko was discovering just how far she was willing to go for a good lay. The fact that she was being insulted but somehow was still liking what she heard was one thing. Perhaps there was something wrong with her brain or maybe being in the magical world had changed her values. Or maybe it was none of that and it was a simple matter of the sounds themselves? Whatever the case, she was having the time of her life, fisting herself and almost being ready to spew her own liquids just from the extra attention. She was off set as the sound of a zipper ad her eyes turning towards Soma so she wouldn't miss the moment his cock sprang out. "Trash can might not be big enough. I was spanked so hard my soul vibrated, called a dirty little slut and immolated during sex by a double dicked dragon man until I gained a new form which was then fucked into unconsciousness and fucked out of existence by an alien and brought back to life... and that's just the stuff I remember agreeing to... it's not a trash can it's a well and even I don't know how deep it goes. Agitate it as you wish and sink as far as you like and I'll make sure you get all the feedback you need♪~" From her current position she was fully ass up her chest pressed into the floor of the van while her ass bounced in excitement. With her last statements her chirping came to an end, but all she could do was wait, she'd decided to do what he wished and would wait for more specific desires before taking any actions concerning him into her own hands.

Ah but while some waited to start, others were wrapping up. Hiruko for instance, seemed to be at the end of his rope. His body was still there but he didn't yet have the magical ability to tangle with Yelan. "Aaaaah♥!~ I always enjoy a nice champagne. And look at you... still conscious and everything~" she mused though she knew he couldn't yet answer back. "For you though this Reality Marble is a flesh light. Add a little mana... it's self-lubricating and will also allow you to take on a dream state of a different you that I was with in one of my various forms," she explained lightly. "Ah, and since I'm super nice, the type of orifice changes too, depending on the scene and how you feel at the start. You could even just lick it if you really wanted to know what the information is..." she claimed in a leisurely state. "Same rules apply though, you could end up pinned down for a while if you start something serious... be a little cautious~" she finished her explanation. The forms of her within this space, weren't ones that were going to be seen by many at all. Meanwhile, Kama was accepting a marble and looking it over, while another was being created for it. She could feel the sheer density of mana within it. And it seemed to appeal to her all ofher senses just the same. As for the choice she made it was called good. She'd hoped so, school was one of the odder things she'd heard about from the others. "Is it? Does that count as a spoiler, I was assuming that this was the main reason for sharing the Reality Marbles, for the experience..." she confirmed her own understanding of the creations which would probably help everyone who had them. "Still, I can't wait to see all the different ways schools can play out!~" Kama mentioend. All the while, after a thorough bit of waiting, Yelan would extricate herself from Hiruko's lap... that leash remaining in hand as she stood and stretched gently only to lean down peck his lips as she loosed the leash and it disappeared. Still she held that marble in her hand and would place it in his. "Dream of me sometime~" she teased mercilessly.

[Bloodedge]

Whether for better or worse, Kazuhiko was racking up points faster than he had in anything before. Of course he had no problems with the acquisition of more. It was, after all, his goal to get whatever reward lay at the end. "Awesome! I'm a shill for points already! Let me know when I can cash in; I'm excited!" he requested moments before that minor incident of closeness. Once it came and went, Kei claimed to be benevolent. As a statement, such a claim was almost cringeworthy, yet... cute. Kazuhiko had nothing more to say; he wouldn't ruin her moment. Besides, they were able to move on and decide what sort of food they were seeking first. Takoyaki was an interesting choice. As for whether he was interested in trying it, Kazu could only shrug. "If that's what you want, I'm all in! I told you I'm not picky; I'll eat pretty much anything," he spoke through a toothy, somewhat goofy grin.

Meanwhile, Miko had claims of her own to make. A trash can wasn't nearly large enough to contain the amount of 'trash' she was. The list of things she'd been through just today was not only long, but absolutely degenerate. A bit of anal self-fisting seemed trivial by comparison to all things mentioned. Even during all of that ridiculousness she claimed, Miko kept glancing back, as if expectantly awaiting the eventual release of Soma's cock... which would be happening under her scrutiny without fail. "So you expect me to sink into your endless well of filth even though you haven't seen the bottom of it yourself? That's stupid," he said. Soma had been pressing the brunette's bottom with his foot, but that would change as he spoke. Since she was so well-positioned, he decided to step directly on the arch in her back, bearing down weight on that leg while the other bent. Soma would be lowering himself as such, kept from penetration only because Miko's hand was in the way. "You jump first. Fall all the way to the bottom. When you get there, I'll have a cushion to land on," he demanded.

Hiruko finally earned freedom, but was it freedom he wanted? Not necessarily. Though death's sweet touch had been gently caressing him for some time now, he felt almost compelled to sink further into darkness. Alas, his body could no longer abide that behavior. He did try to speak when Yelan explained the Reality Marble and its functions. Another attempt was made when she placed the item in his hand and pecked his lips. Alas, both attempts ended similarly: in utter failure. All he could do was breathe toward steadiness that might come eventually. That aside, it seemed he was undoubtedly complacent. In the meantime, Kama was able to observe her first of two Reality Marbles. Upon hearing about the school-related spoiler Ajax shared, her commentary was very interesting... and deserving of a reaction, Ajax thought. That would come momentarily, but only after he reached down to grab the lass, intending to lean her against the table. "Oh? That's a good way of thinking!" he exclaimed. As if for the purpose of rewarding Kama's thought process, Ajax would be swiftly ramming his erection into her womb to flood it once more. It would take only a single thrust and an active choice to dump a mass of power into the lass. "Have that for being awesome. Do whatever you want with it... unless it develops consciousness. I'm not sure what that one is," he mused absently. "But most importantly, don't forget to go looking for that name. You're going to need it... or want it... or yes."

[Apollymi]

According to Kazuhiko, he'd already become a shill for points. He was waiting to cash in, and was excited by the prospect. "You are so easily excited, but it's good to see..." Kei uttered quickly. It was kind of crazy how much the lad was willing to throw himself into things, even people. He'd gotten her attention in a similar way, so easy to offer his hand in help and also look at their entire group as if it was a prize instead of a group of overachieving girls. Beyond that, and their incidental bit of miscommunication and personal space invasion, the chat of food choices seemed to move on easily. She knew her own words to be a bit cringe-worthy, but had always been encouraged by her own friends to be herself. Still his mention of eating almost anything and the choice being hers put strange thoughts in her head. That toothy grin and random excitement, "Ahcidenooelleh yheas'lin vaughtiness, ae ghrvyuk," she uttered in that strange monster tongue. Still, if he'd eat anything she might be inclined to try something else soon enough. Until then, they'd carry on their easy conversation until the bus came to a stop and they could disembark into the festival which was apparently being set up in this place.

At the same time, Miko was sinking into a different form of degradation than her previously agreed upon 'respectful disrespect'. No, this was a very different kind of moment, one in which she'd definitely get what she wanted, but she would be used, completely without regard for her person. Did she like that? Yes. Yes... she did. Well, it seemed that after hearing what Miko had been up to today, Soma thought it stupid to dive into depths even she didn't know the end of. As if accompanying the thought a foot was placed against her lower back the arch in said back became more defined as she looked back and found him still looming over her. "Box is open." Looking up at him, leering down at her, she realized a complication she'd suffered as Anais was less confusing from this angle. The liked this man looming over her, ready to pounce, fully ready to just abuse her openness and then likely leave her to mind her own business. The moisture leaking from between her legs didn't stop at the realization, no... it only intensified. "I'm a dirty little slut full of magic and experience, I'll comply with your demands and let you fuck me into paste in the back of this van, so... Use me, Ninmu-kō?♪~" she chirped out in her own happiness, there was an upward inflection, a plea, not a demand, as she moved her hand out of the way. she simply used it to show further access to either hole of her loins. It didn't matter to her which hole he chose at present. Though admittedly, only one thing would work to allow him power, she assumed just taking things from her wasn't his intention. Second Princes always had something to prove, and if debasing herself properly got her more of this treatment she'd easily fall into it.

Meanwhile, it was obvious to Yelan that she'd done a fairly thorough job working over Hiruko. He'd still not been able to respond, as she extricated herself nor as she handed overher marble. Still, that would definitely make that second trip something to look forward to, damn personal involvement in certain aspects of life. While Yelan went back to standing around as if nothing had happend, Kama was expressing her thoughts. 'Kawaii~ So attentive even when young~' Yelan mentally squealed. As Kama held on to her prizes she was swiftly turned around and had her womb penetrated in epic fashion. she was already orgasming before she could even fully recover from her movements. Just the same her face flushed as soon as her womb was filled in that same motion. "WAAAAAAAAAH♥!~" she moaned but also wanted to question, but her vision was swimming, why had that been the response. She could do anything she wanted with it, just processing was going to take her a while... "Ah...ha...aah... why? So much to process!~" she mumbled as she relaxed over that table her legs twitching and her soul practically convulsing from the influx.

[Bloodedge]

Throughout both of his lives, Kazu heard many times about his own level of excitement. His parents, his friends in this world, his parents and comrades on Alaya ─ pretty much everyone had roughly the same commentary. Ah, but that would never change the way he saw things. When darkness wasn't looming overhead, there was a bright and infinite horizon just ahead. "There's a lot to be excited about," he countered. The 'mystery' reward Kei had in store was exciting based on assumptions alone, but he couldn't imagine something he wouldn't like in the end. The same could be said of seeking takoyaki at the festival, though there was something strange about the way Kei took his comment about it. She was speaking the language of monster races again, this time about some accidental teasing on his part. It took Kazu a moment to realize what he'd done, but more imperative was wondering why she spoke that way. 'Wait... does she not know I can understand Monster? I guess it wouldn't really make sense if I did; I'm not a monster. She doesn't know that though, does she?' he wondered. For the duration of their bus trip, Kazu fell into silent contemplation... until such a time as they would be exiting the bus and entering the festival.

A familiar statement from one Iino Miko was something about a box being open. Soma, hearing it after pressing his foot into her back, had reason to pass additional judgment on the brunette. "You've got to be kidding me," he said, exasperated. Miko called herself a dirty little slut filled with magic and experience. Well, those happened to be things he needed. With both of her holes exposed by the removal of that hand, Soma only had a choice to make. Said choice should have been clear... but he had a different sort of plan in mind. "Isn't that putting it lightly?" he asked, applying more pressure to Miko's back with no amount of concern for how it was received. He'd be leaning more into her for the sole purpose of reaching her recently-stretched anus with his rod, which would immediately be crammed inside. "I said sink. I already saw you gobbling dick like a pig eats slop; 'dirty little slut' would be deification for someone like you. Sink," he ordered, trying a bit of magical influence this time.

All the while, Ajax was the only remaining functional male on that boat tour, and he was using his functions in a questionable way. A quick shift of Kama had him filling her with seed, even to an extreme overflow as her legs spasmed and her words claimed processing difficulty. Why had he done that? The answer was simple. "Because you deserve it, Kochou. That's the big reason. Besides that, you're one of the best people to turn into a puddle... or you will be? I'm not sure which. There's also the fact that you two can't be left in different states when we leave, or somebody's gonna be broken beyond reasonable repair. So..." With that said, Ajax determined that Kama wasn't quite broken enough yet. To ensure that happened, he pulled back slowly until his cock was removed from her... only to ram it into her ass and repeat the previous process with a bit more force. In doing so, he wondered if he was holding back by an unnecessary amount. Oh well. If that were the case, he'd just have to repeat the process yet again using her mouth. Well... maybe he'd do that anyway?

[Apollymi]

According to Kazuhiko, there was much to be excited about... Kei could agree but it seemed odd that he managed to seem so excited about everything. Even so, she couldn't hate his outlook. Regardless of anything else, it was a genuine part of himself that he was sharing with her. She appreciated him as an earnest sort of individual. He may not have wanted to be placed on a pedestal but he was definitely setting himself up to be an example of what someone should be like. "Mm-hmm...." she said giving it little to no extra thought. What she couldn't know, was that he was capable of interpreting monster language. She couldn't know that he completely understood her when she spoke in those hushed tones about him. That was probably for the best, she would have been so embarrassed if she knew he understood her. For now, they could focus an as the bus came to a halt she stood showing equal excitement. "Come on. We're here!~" she chimed waiting for him as this was an adventure they'd embark on together. As they exited the bus a great number of stalls and mini-shops were set up. There were small games and the like as well... as various companies promoted their local businesses as well. Takoyaki was first on the list, but there were also stalls of grilled meat and vegetables, drinks of various sorts had their own stalls. Several local producers had farm fresh ingredients or recent catches up to be used as well. It was a bustling little market place as well as a happy festival. There were even standard games to play and win items from. It was rather stunning knowing that all of this was organized by the locals themselves.

Meanwhile, Miko was becoming a sponge. She was actively learning that Soma's desire for ambition, change and forward progress... didn't just apply to himself and those he planned to keep. No even in sexual situations he wanted more than the last experience had to offer. That was an interesting thought progression. What Miko had learned of herself earlier this day, said that she was perfectly able to sink as far as she needed to, in order to get what she want. She knew herself well enough to know she wouldn't just act like this for no reason, no there was something good for her coming from all of this... she saw nothing wrong with playing up her more sultry aspects to get there. The second prince was always a challenge, so mean, so brash, so full of disdain and always so fucking hot you had to try. Was she putting her own words lightly? Maybe, she was known to reword and interpret things differently depending on who she was talking to, what she could take from this situation, the weight bearing down on her back and the cock ramming its way into her asshole was something specific. As blunt as straightforward as she could speak ah, that was a compulsion she felt through magic but also one she could easily answer, especially as she orgasmed from him treating her so roughly. "AAaaah♥~ I'm a bottomless cum well, I just want to be fucked and filled♪~ I'm trashy filth I like it more cause it hurts♪~" that combination of words had likely never left her mouth before. Perhaps later she'd be dealing with the mental consquences of accepting the kind of ridiculous she was while having sex, but that wasn't really a problem for now.

At the same time, Kama was learning that rewards came in various forms, including the sort meant to break mind and body. She apparently deserved a load to big to process and the kind of filling she'd just gotten and even more. There was a logic to Ajax's actions apparently. Apparently, she dserved it and also because her and Hiruko couldn't be allowed to be at different states of wrecked. This was a reasonable thing to say, but he could have just told her to resist a bit. Granted she wouldn't say no to more either she simply didn't understand this to be a necessity. "Ja-hyuck!♥~" she couldn't get it out, such a swift entry into her ass was far too much and the outpouring of mana made her brain and body super heat. It was far too much to process as her tongue fell out her mouth and her face flushed intensly. Those legs of hers were gone and now the whites of her eyes were mostly all that was visible. Just the same Yelan watched her gaze fixated on the wreckage before her. There was always something gratifying about moments like these.

[Bloodedge]

The silence of that bus trip eventually came to a screeching halt as Kei herself expressed high-quality excitement upon their arrival. With her readiness apparent, he could do naught but jump up as well. Takoyaki was the first thing on their list, but that didn't stop Kazuhiko from scanning everything in the area around him every step of the way. There were so many foods to try, so many games to play... and so many projects from various business being displayed. Little did he realize, something would eventually come from that last area. As they moved onward, they were spotted... or more specifically, Kei was recognized from afar. Kazuhiko felt the strangest tickle under his skin for reasons unknown, but it was nothing that registered as a threat. As such, he kept moving. "Osaka has so much to do! I've never seen a place do two festivals at the same time, even for Golden Week! I still have to check out the other one too, but this one looks way worth the trip!" he exclaimed, still glancing around like an absolute tourist.

Soma worked toward burying himself in Miko's rear, and per his command, she continued sinking into the bottomless pit of degeneracy. The girl who gushed from the first moments of anal penetration and a bit of verbal and physical abuse could fall deeper still, and she did so with her own words. A bottomless well, she called herself. She may have been that, but his eyes saw a creature who lived its life with only thoughts of its own hunger: a hunger that would consume almost anything. He could keep feeding her, even abuse, and she'd just keep lapping it up to engorge herself. She liked the roughness and pain more, allegedly. Well, she was in the right place by that logic. Soma would be giving his response while every balls-deep thrust into her ass resulted in an equivalent slam of that foot in her back, almost akin to stomping without the withdrawal. "Take your slop then, Butako! Take it and squeal!" he said. As if for the purpose of emphasis, Soma reached out with his left hand to snatch Miko by the hair. Her head would become his leverage, and his right arm would begin swinging for an underhand form series of slaps to her rear.

As for the intrusion of Kama's ass by Ajax, there was another tale to be told. Hers resulted in an immediate conclusion as well. In that moment, she didn't even have color in her eyes. That sort of slip was always fun to see, but it was also... a functional reset. With that in mind, Ajax would also have a bit of fun. Those blank eyes and that protruding tongue looked too appealing to leave alone. As such, Ajax's retreat led to another shift in position. He loomed over Kama's body, moving forward until he was able to plant his cock directly on her tongue. He slid it inward just slightly ─ enough to settle the head between her lips and let loose a third flow of mana. Though it may have been unnecessary, he figured the additional handicap would be more of a positive than a negative with this pair. Besides... with this face, he really couldn't keep himself from going a bit overboard.

[Apollymi]

Even though there was silence, it soon disappeared amid the murmurs of happiness at undertaking a new experience together. Both Kei and Kazuhiko would be agreeing this was quite the environment even for a festival. "Right. It's so much going on. But also pretty easy going... reminds me of the second place I grew up," she muttered. That was actually probably where the taste for seafood at come from. The girl that had grown up in the other world in a port city before being killed in a dungeon suddenly had a taste for sea food. "Still two festivals does seem a bit excessive, but I'm not going to argue with more opportunities to see something cool and eat street food!~" Kei was so excited any annoyances that would have hit her senses disappeared before they even properly registered. She found herself wandering towards a Takoyaki stall and a happy little bounce in her step as she felt currently at ease. If she'd known there was something lurking in the background she might not have been so relaxed as she currently was.

Speaking of opportunities, Miko was capitalizing on her current ones. Soma was an abusive individual by his own nature, his lack of regard for others was something to be exploited by Miko given how she currently felt. Imagine her general happiness when she found herself, with Soma's weight repeatedly bearing down on her, his meaty cock ramming into her hard enough that she felt his balls with each forward push and... a down right disrespectful conversation in which she was called piglet. Well that could be a term of endearment, it likely wasn't meant that way, but she couldn't hear it as anything but when he was giving her what she wanted. What was more, he was grabbing her hair, pulling against her person, causing that bend to deepen even further as he demanded she squeal, well she was going to do that anyway, given how quickly her upper body was being moved and her insides being rearranged from behind. "Squee♪~" she chimed as another burst of persimmon flavored liquid spilled from between her legs. "I'm a degenerate filthy masochist, I cum when you bully meeeeee♪~" Miko uttered. She was far from finding animal names distasteful, her life proved she couldn't. She had to classify as some sort of chimerical creature by now, given how many different animals she aligned with but that was fine too. It just meant she could easily assume the shape necessary to keep getting what she wanted.

The intrusion into both of Kama's lower orifices left her brain fried. Of course, this would only be made worse by the time Ajax relocated to spray in the girl's face as well. Her body naturally responded swallowing even though she knew she didn't need anymore. All the while it would leave her head mostly swimming as she collapsed to begin processing this rather massive meal. "Eh!? Still going overboard... I'm not surprised. But they're still little though, you're practically noob hunting~" Yelan said in a teasing voice. With their targets appropriately out of commission, Yelan would at least do them the favor of not leaving Hiruko's cock exposed to the wind or anything... "Everything where it needs to be? Should we take off?" she asked a hand extended to Ajax if he was ready, it always would given their happiness would be spending a bit of time together before she ran off to her next target.

[Bloodedge]

"Second place?" Kazuhiko questioned after Kei's initial comment. He didn't realize how little information was actually shared between them. Of course, the thought that she may know nothing of him crossed his mind a few minutes before, but all he knew of her thus far was the tale of a spider in a labyrinth. "You grew up seaside in the other world?" he questioned directly. Either way, they were on their way to the takoyaki stall. From what he could see of the menu, Kazu figured he'd be getting three skewers of varying flavors for himself. Stepping forward in line, he began mumbling. "Hmm. Shio, shoyu, ponzu? But karai and wasabi mayo sound like good options too. Maybe I'll scrap the shoyu? I don't think I want more than three skewers if we're going for other stuff afterwards. . ."

Just like the little piglet he viewed her as, Miko squealed. Well... Soma fully believed she would have done that without any suggestions at all, but that didn't matter. What did matter was the ease by which Miko employed self-degradation, and how quickly she orgasmed from the simplest approaches. The van was going to be flooded at this rate, but it wasn't like he paid money for it or anything. Such would soon become apparent by how recklessly he moved, causing the van to shake as if Soma intended to flip it over. In actuality, those movements were simply indicative of his amusement when pounding Iino Miko. His left hand tugged her hair like he didn't fear ripping it from her head, and his right hand collided with her ass like he didn't care if it bruised to double its own size. Just the same, those churning thrusts into her anus were performed as if tearing her open was the original intention. "I can see that. You've still got a job to do, Butako. Where's the damn feedback?" he asked.

After one final expulsion into the last conventional orifice Kama had available, Ajax was content. Such an interesting one she was. He'd have never called her greedy or gluttonous, yet she instinctively swallowed that extra load even while already being overloaded with energy. While he pulled away to appreciate his own great works, Yelan spoke on his behavior. "It'll be fine. If nothing else, it'll just give me a bigger challenge later," he claimed. Unlike Yelan, Ajax would be leaving his mark where she lay, exposed and all with that second Reality Marble placed right between her lips. He'd then reach out to take Yelan's hand, seeming to be in contemplation. "That's everything; let's bounce. What was first? We still have to renovate the Velvet Room."

[Apollymi]

"Hai, obviously my parents were settled in Tokyo when I was born..." she explained of her first life. That one was one which saw her living in Tokyo, then living with her mother for a while in Russia and then moving back to Japan by the time she started middle school. That was a bit unnecessary though, and it seemed that Kazuhiko understood exactly what she meant. He'd claimed to be a wandering adventurer type so she'd give the name of the place she'd originally shown up, on the faithful day she'd walked through the door, "Yeah, a big port city called Ragunna... ever been there?" she asked genuinely curious about where his travels took him. As for the choices given the skewers this was a much easier thing for Kei to decide than normal. "Ponzu, Shio, Karai... in that order, would taste the best, for a flavor experiencing with lingering taste until we get the next thing. Unless you're trying the cut the heat with acid then you could go Karai, Ponzu and end with the Shio, and be mellow at the end," she gave a foodie's opinion but knew that she wanted to taste those three flavors and would be having those skewers specifically regardless of anything else.

Meanwhile, Miko was given a new nickname which she seemed to like despite the negative connotations which could be associated with it. Beyond anything else, if a bit of descriptive dirty talk got her more of what she wanted, she'd not hold back on it. And lo, it seemed she was doing right by her own standards. She found herself treated rather roughly, her body being abused to the point of falling a bit shy of the soul shattering she'd experienced before but it still felt nice. But there was also the slaps to her ass which she felt but didn't quite reach the same intensity either. Too bad, she wouldn't just be allowed to enjoy the full goodness of the experience. According to Soma, she still had a job to do, and he didn't have feedback yet, "EEEEEP♪!~ I didn't forget, I was just enjoying, Ninmu-kō♪!~" she chimed the name she chose to call him as he gave another task for her to complete she'd do it without fail. "This is a really aggressive approach if you were planning to use it on a human. But assuming this approach was chosen with me in mind... it shows some pretty discerning observation skills and the ability to translate it in to fruitful action. Your demands without magic hit the ears nicely. They aren't forced and show your underlying personality well, they won't make you read as if you're being dishonest or anything other than exceedingly direct in what you want... they do leave a bit of freedom in interpretation but I would consider that an overall bonus. The commands given with magic in your voice are aggressive, just slightly out of tune. They lack a bit of the suggestive part that would make someone want to answer of their own accord in a way that would make the magic easier to apply, if that makes sense..." she explained currently. "Physically this is pretty intense, but from a personal perspective I could be spanked harder... overall someone less of a masochist than me might be completely broken down by it. I'd say it's an A- for effort and a B- for efficacy." Miko concluded rather easily, her ability to observe during sex and formulate ideas had come quite a long way... so long as she wasn't completely overwhelmed. She'd been feeling a lot of things. The pure degradation of his attitude and his words in general were nice, but physically and magically he was less imposing than her more recent conquests, if his desire was to assert control over her in a more complete manner, she didn't think he'd make it currently.

At the same time the wrap up on the boat was coming to an end. Yelan had her hand taken after a marble was placed in Kama's mouth after she swallowed the spunk deposited there as a matter of natural inclination that wasn't sinful in the least. "Hai hai, it's definitely going to create some challenges. The young ones come back with a vengeance when they smell blood in the water~" Yelan said in a joking manner, but she could clearly see it happening for their younger selves as her own memories shifted around moments like these. She recalled the original and now could recall the more dangerous future her younger self definitely wouldn't recover from with anything resembling swiftness. "If memory serves we have time to renovate, those two should be marathoning something right now. Then I need to drop off a handicap for that filthy degen. Still trying to decide what kind of boner to leave him with, what do you think would leave him the most uncomfortable??♥!~" she asked of Ajax as she knew they'd be leaving. This wasn't necessarily the face she wanted popping up to everyone. Keeping them separated by a few degrees would make it harder for the groups to confirm identities initially.

[Bloodedge]

Upon hearing of Kei's origins in the other world, Kazu stopped for a moment of thought. Ragunna did sound like a familiar place. A port city? As he thought about it, he could see winding waterways and an incredible city overlooking a deep river and the open ocean simultaneously. "That's in Rinascita, isn't it? I've been there. I had to help out during Carnevale, maybe a few hundred years ago or so? There were some issues between two big noble groups, and I had to take care of the thing causing strife between them. It was Saxons. It's always the damn Saxons," he griped. In all corners of the world, Saxons found ways of infiltrating various societies. No matter what they did, though, their repulsive ways bled through eventually. "That was such a beautiful place though. Did everything turn out alright?" he asked. Moments later, it was nearly time to order. He trusted that Kei was in her element, so her suggestion for his order and the specific order of consumption was something he'd take without issue. "After that last experience, I don't think I care to cut the heat. Besides, I trust your decision. Boss! Ponzu, shio and karai in that order! Onegai!" he called out upon reaching the stall. All the while, that very mild itch from earlier was starting to return.

On Soma's end, he was unknowingly due for quite the tirade. He expected feedback; what he got was a dissertation. Only a few seconds into Miko's speech, his movements were impacted by a need to listen more thoroughly... at least past the fact that she was still yammering. If one were looking at Soma's face, they would have seen a protruding vein in his forehead during a very in-depth breakdown of the positives and negatives to his approach. Strengths were established, weaknesses were addressed based on comparisons. In the end, she gave him an A for effort... and a B for execution. Only a B? How annoying. Soma knew his own limits; he wasn't the physically gifted sort. The way his magic manifested, his greatest strength was in the power of his voice... and according to Miko, he was slightly out of tune? Oh, he'd show her out of tune. "Weaken!" he spoke with extreme power, all for the purpose of reducing Miko's physical attributes. If he found any amount of success with that, he'd immediately do it again... and again, and again, until he reduced her body to something properly beneath his own.

In the meantime, Ajax was stopping to converse with Yelan before their departure. The 'young ones' as they called them would be quite the formidable opponents in the future... or rather, in their pasts. Oh well; it was a fun ride. For now, they had to concern themselves with something else. Renovating the aforementioned Velvet Room was something necessary, but Yelan also had to deliver someone a handicap. She did want to know, however, what sort of boner was to be delivered. That was quite difficult."Eh, tough choice. Anything you put on will probably make him explode at this point. You might want to go dangerous, but not too dangerous. Maybe something... adept? I was thinking of doing something like that at the other end of that pair."

[Apollymi]

While they waited for food, Kei and Kazuhiko were getting to know each other properly. She explained her life situation in the otherworld because of the nostalgia caused by the festive period and he claimed to know the place, naming the direct country and explaining his experiences with it. She was excited that he knew of it and more excited that he'd actually visited, it was quite the beautiful country she knew it to be the truth and given his own description of his time there he'd had something to do with the lasting peace she'd been brought up into. "Yeah, that's the place. I know about the history a little it is taught to us as part of our general education. My family is considered, 'Nuovo Rich' so the old nobles aren't super accepting of the way we handle things. But it was still quite peaceful by the time I decided to try my hand at pioneering..." she said almost nervously. Of course, that pioneering trip had ended in her death but she'd actually found out quite a bit about the labyrinth while being trapped in there as a spider. If she ever rebirthed that original avatar, she'd definitely go back home and maybe tell her descendants the good news. Ah but there was also the food, she gave a couple of opinions based on her own understanding of the flavors. And Kazuhiko declared he'd go along with her choice, calling her boss and placing the order, a light cough of agreement would escape her. Still, Kei's face flushed as she quite liked the sound of that... "Ahdnhed ahcept yakho khaall'lin mehd nyehgusz en jherad," she quietly flirted in the safety of her weird language bubble. Still, there was a matter of that reutnrning annoyance, which she also felt, it made her head pound not with danger but still something uncomfortable. "My spidey sense is tingling... hey, Ka-sen do you feel something annoying around here?" she asked as if these things should have been connected.

At the same time, Miko had recently given what she thought was a rather fair assessment of Soma given their current circumstances. She fully acknowledged that his body might not have been as imposing, still she thought it properly muscular and spiritually sound. If he was going to use his voice as a magical power, she thought it only right to make sure he took care of it properly and knew about its tuning issue. It was something she'd fix herself, with just a bit of prodding. Still, for someone who wanted the feedback, his immediate retaliation was... punishment. One which was offered by the powerful command of 'Weaken'. She could hear it extra then... as many times as he repeated the word, she heard that pitch just a half step off of what it would be to make his voice uniquely enticing and undeniable in a very special way. "Ah♪ Eh♪ Ii♪ Oh♪ Uuh♪" she was tuning but also being pummeled, but the physical contact between their forms was enough for her to get a feel of mana flow. "Ugh, my body condition is lowering..." she moaned her discontent. What was the point of asking for feedback if you didn't want to know the truth? Whatever the case, she was still actually pretty excited about this potential experience espeically after her time on Jupiter. The depths of her ass still tightened and the flow of fluids between her legs didn't stop, even now... "I'm such a disgusting pervert I like the idea of you pounding my weak ass into paste as a punishment. I deserve it, even if I didn't earn it!♪~" Miko chimed. Well, if she was being weaked she might as well have a good time.

At the same time, Ajax and Yelan were busy discussing their immediate plans. They had somewhere to renovate and a couple of different looks to try out in the meantime. Yelan asked for the opinion of Ajax on the form and he said something adept. She grinned in response, "It's been a while since the last appearance of Temptation. Let's do the Velvet Room and do it in the Velvet Room before we ruin another set~" she offered a perfectly viable plan still holding his hand and spinning herself into his body in a manner most flamboyant while they spoke in code in case little brains were processing in the background. It would be like this that Yelan offered herself for the fun of the afternoon so they could run off and visit a different pair at some point.

[Bloodedge]

Recollection of the city-state Ragunna was a worthwhile endeavor, Kazu believed. It really was a lovely place, and he enjoyed his time spent there... excluding the Saxony. He wasn't really fond of the way Kei claimed the old nobles viewed her family, but such was the way of society no matter where one went. Regardless, he was glad to hear the place was flourishing. "That hierarchy's a shame, but it's good there's peace now. I wonder if anybody I met back then is still around. That kind of reunion is always awesome. Well... usually," he said. After his agreement on the matter of the takoyaki order, Kei spoke in the language of monsters once again. Again, he knew those words. That was quite the flirty statement from her, but she couldn't have known he spoke Monster. Perhaps it was a deflection thing? Did she avoid speaking a more common tongue just to work through her own anxiety? Monster language may have been her equivalent to Angelica's fists by that logic. Well, he'd leave her to it and keep her claim of accepting the term 'boss' in mind. Instead of speaking on the matter and outing himself for understanding her, Kazu started focusing on that strange feeling... which Kei apparently had a version of herself. "Definitely annoying, yeah. It doesn't feel like a threat or anything, so I haven't given it much thought. Wanna just grab a bench and eat?" he asked, content to try moving past that sensation.

In the midst of his retaliatory actions, Soma was being... tuned? The moans that came from Miko weren't normal at all, but instead mimicking musical notes more directly. No matter. Soma had no real concern for his tone or pitch, understanding that his goal of the evening would handle any such problems anyway. More importantly to him, there was an acknowledgment of Miko's reduced state. He'd continue reducing her as such, even to the point of Miko addressing her enjoyment of... having her weakened ass pounded into paste. According to her, it was unearned, yet deserved. Maybe calling her a lowly pig was kinder than he meant it to be? "You're almost repulsive. Lucky for you, I need the kind of garbage you are. It seems like all you're good for, so I'll just use you for your body and mana!" he announced. Following that, there would be another command. "Compress," he ordered to force the further tightening of Miko's anus ─ something that would artificially enhance his girth and allow enough friction to bring about his own end. Of course, that end would be the direct, now pressurized outpour of his namesake in the form of mana. Soma knew himself to be on the stronger side of alcoholic influence. If Miko deserved something, it was certainly being affected by that influence whilst in her weakened state.

A reference to 'temptation' was sent Ajax's way after his mention of something adept. The lightest chuckle passed his lips in that moment. The trip they had coming up would be quite fun, and so too would be the time they spent in the Velvet Room beforehand. "You want to ruin it again right after we put it back together?" he asked rhetorically. As Yelan spun into his body, Ajax put himself in position to dip the woman and hold her to a firm, close embrace. They would be setting off via a rushing tide around them. In that moment however, Ajax took pause. "... I feel like I forgot something again," he said just before their bodies vanished into the water.

[Apollymi]

Ragunna was something Kazuhiko found worthy of remembering, for Kei it was the more recent part of her life and a better form of it than she'd managed as a human on Gaia, so far. His commentary on the social hierarchy was something she'd felt before, but she had only passing judgement to say about it. "People suck sometimes... my own family was doing it's part not to suck, which is admittedly much better than my family on this side managed so... I think it's fine. I have to remember to get back there and explain to my family that the labyrinth crosses the ocean into Munetsuchi... my pioneering journey will be complete then," she expressed of the situation at large. Yes, she'd died and become a spider in the middle, which was the only reason she'd managed to find out what was on the other side, but that didn't matter. No, now they were getting ready to eat with her pleasantly smiling because all of her tirade style thoughts could be voiced without complaint. Her life couldn't have been better except for the nagging itch in her senses. Apparently, Kazuhiko felt it as well, but it also registered not as danger but as an annoyance. "Hai, it'll make enjoying them a bit easier. I'm not worried about an annoyance... too much either," she claimed. They headed over to what many would call the bench. A place with a scenic view where confessions could be made or anything could happen it would be here that Kei sat a happily little wiggle in her form as she excitedly waited for food.

Meanwhile, Miko hadn't felt so off in her own skin, since she'd first crossed over. Having a fair influx of mana and her natural state increased over several long sessions meant she found herself able to more easily maintain the state she'd gotten used to on Alaya, even without the ambient mana to work with. Whatever the case with those few uttered notes and the extra forced physical contact, Soma should have been feeling just the slightest loosening of his vocal chords. It would definitely show in his next command as Miko squealed when her body was forced to tighten around his cock. As a workaround for a current lack of girth his was a great thing to do. According to Soma, she was almost repulsive, but he still had use for her. It seemed like a dangerous line to dangle over, but Miko found herself enjoying such tenuous boundaries. If all he wanted to use her for, was her body and mana... she could easily oblige. She wanted to give as much as she wanted to receive. "Squeee♪~ Take what you want from me. I'm degenerate trash who's begging to be used!♪~" Yeah, that was about right. Even so, a filling was coming and it would come directly into her rear, and fill her up with alcohol. Her brain would begin swirling as she felt like the world was shifting even more. Her equilibrium was offset, her face flushed immediately and she sighed. "Great delivery though. Great choices in modification as well. Definitely full marks for adjustments and resolution~" she offered her feedback in a more condensed form this time, if only because her tongue felt a bit heavy and she seemed to be nearing delirium.

At the same time, gentle rhetoric was being shared between Yelan and Ajax. As they were disappearing into the waves though, it seemed he'd forgotten something. She had but one thing to say as they crested out of existence. "If you forgot, then it wasn't important~" she added after a show of flamboyance that was wholly unnecessary but definitely just the sort of thing they did together. Ah, but what was forgotten as indeed important, actually very important but that didn't matter. It was a time traveler's folly to return from whence they came...

[Bloodedge]

Kei had some rather interesting information to share. Apparently, the labyrinth she journeyed through was indeed the mythical structure that connected multiple continents. What a discovery! What an opportunity for adventure! Before they even reached the bench, Kazu was developing an excitement for entirely different reasons. "Are you going back to the Labyrinth then? Can I go? That sounds like the most awesome place to be ever! There's like huge monsters and crazy natural traps in there, right? Right?!" he rambled like a child trying to guess their Christmas present. That level of excitement didn't even whittle down, even when he finally found himself sat atop that bench, a tray of three takoyaki skewers in his lap waiting to be eaten. "Gah! I can't stop thinking about that! It makes me want to go back so bad, I want to make sure I don't forget. But life on this side just keeps getting more awesome too! That itch isn't even a problem to me right now!" he admitted. Alas, the itch not being a problem didn't mean it wasn't present. In fact, there was another male figure standing near the takoyaki stall, looking judgmentally between its menu and that pair on the bench. As he stood there, he was actively making a decision that would manifest some moments later. . .

Speaking of active decisions, it seemed Soma decided he had a proper use for Miko after all. Just the same, Miko decided she was free to be used ─ begging to be, even. Degenerate trash could only be one thing, he supposed... but that was fine. He'd settle in the depths of her rear, letting every precious ounce of his essence leak out and poison the weakened lass. Soma would act as a viper whose venom began the digestion process before consumption. He knew himself to be significantly weaker than many of the others, such as Miko herself. With that knowledge, he also knew taking her power into himself would be a stupid idea if he intended to convert it into something usable. If he tempered it first, though... things would be different. "That's more like it," he muttered. From there, Soma finally removed his foot from Miko's back and retreated. His grasp on her hair remained, if only for the purpose of tugging her head toward his groin in the following moments. He'd even fall back into a seated position to let himself relax in the meantime. "Still not enough. I'll use this end too," he stated.

[Apollymi]

Kei was finding something that seemed to excite Kazuhiko beyond all else. If she had to put a name to it, she'd call it the possibility of adventure. He was rather suddenly questioning the nature of the labyrinth she'd grown up in the third time. As she gave consideration to his words, it brought her back to moving about in that same cave as a spider, what did she have to say about it. "I intend to go back, yeah. And I wouldn't mind the company, especially if I am going to be humanoid while attempting it," she expressed. "It's full of all kinds of crazy things, obviously the spiders like I was. There were giant frogs, some dinosaur like creatures which moved in packs a lot, basilisks and such... though I don't remember everything. Those are just things I ate most often," Kei explained of the creature layouts. "Traps happen a lot, stumbling into low level spider nests is an issue for the humans I came across, there is also a lava lake in there and some weird springs. It's some pretty tough terrain without specialization. It was pretty fun though... it'd probably be better with some others along..." she explained. She'd lived her entire life in that labyrinth all alone as a spider growing and molting in secret and almost dying again several times. Her view of many things changed drastically during that time period. "You're in your element talking about things like this..." she stated as she reached for the first of those skewers. She'd take her first bite and swoon all annoyances aside as new flavors of food were always worth appreciating fully.

Kei wasn't the only one who shared the opinion that good food was worth consuming. It seemed that Miko was due for a proper meal. If she had to compare what was happening to her physically with something else, she'd call herself being fattened for slaughter, in going along with the 'piglet' related reference. As a person who'd taken in mana far too dense for her person, multiple times today, she figured it was for the best that he undertook this situation the way he did. She thought this even while delirious. Of course, Miko would go on to be dragged along a bit by the hair and placed in front of Soma's exposed cock. Her eyes sparkled at the sight, they always would when she was faced with something so delicious. He wanted to use the front end to? "Hai hai♪~" Miko chirped once more. Of course, it would soon enough involve her licking her own well marinated juices mixed with his from the outside of his shaft, by the time she was done with that... she went on to attack his cock with her entire mouth closing her lips around him sucking him into the depths of her mouth while looking up at him. Ah but there was something new to happen as well... he'd already been privy to Miko's oral based abilities, but she'd leveled up quite a bit since the morning. She'd be gagging in her throat, adding extra moisture to a cock she was also molesting with her hands, and balls she was rubbing her fingers across. He'd feel that added tightness and sensation and she'd be pleased beyond reason as she worked towards her next meal.

[Bloodedge]

Kazu didn't have many things to be excited about during a return trip to Alaya, but the idea of visiting the Labyrinth gave him new hope. Kei had enough experience to be a functional guide from Munetsuchi's entrance. With or without that, Kazu did want to explore completely uncharted areas... and everything Kei mentioned about the place sounded amazing! "That's, like, all the things that make a good dungeon! Big threats, awesome sights, something that'll make you think without being manmade every time... it sounds so cool!" he exclaimed. Starting there, they would be enjoying takoyaki on that bench. Some thirty minutes later, they'd already stopped by another street vendor for ikayaki ─ something eaten as they walked around chatting about nothing and everything. There they stood now, at a particular vendor surrounded by tables. Osaka had a famous pancake: Okonomiyaki. Kazu stopped there, thinking it may have been a good time to stop again. "That's the savory pancake! Wanna sit down and try it?" he asked of Kei. All the while, there was another male standing within earshot. That itching sensation was right behind them, taking the form of a tall male, blonde, sporting a festival-fit junpei and a pair of circular shades. "At this rate, why don't you just have a stick of deep-fried butter, Kei-chan?" he asked judgmentally. Kazu seemed mostly unconcerned as he spoke in response to the mysterious voice. "Hmm. Do people really eat that? Either way, I think the pancake would taste better. . ." he said in ignorance, whether true or feigned.

In that same passage of time, Soma laid claim to Miko's mouth. It wasn't something foreign to him; he had quite the sample in that lingerie shop dressing room. Ah, but he knew nothing of the rate by which this girl developed. In a single day, she became a completely different monster. She was gagging: something that didn't seem necessary based on their previous escapade. Moreover, the use of her hands was something he didn't have expectations for. Was this truly a matter of growth, or was this the reward for allowing freedom in place of giving orders? It didn't matter right away. Soma logged that thought away for later and enjoyed the moment. From that seated position, his hips had been bucking to thrust into Miko's throat. His hand was used repeatedly to force her head lower, and... twice in the span of half an hour, he reached his end. The first had already gone into her throat to further drunken the lass. The second was happening actively. Soma pulled her hair and thus, removed her from his shaft to press the tip of his cock into her cheek. Once it was there, that throbbing and wet rod would be splattering onto her face. "Oi, what the hell was all that? Were you holding out on me earlier, Butako?"

[Apollymi]

Kei learned what Kazuhiko's philosophy about adventuring within a labyrinth was, and it seemed he liked the idea of seeing the one in Munetsuchi with Kei as a potential guide. He claimed that the entire thing sounded cool, and she had to agree, "It was pretty cool from the outside perspective.... and monster meat is pretty tasty," she claimed with a shrug. If nothing else, she knew what was and wasn't edible as well so that was a plus. They'd be walking and around and chatting quite a bit. They tasted other foods while the walked about and enjoyed the festival. By the time they were heading to another stall, Kei was starry eyed and waiting for the next big suggestion. It came as ikayaki. A savory pancake sounded delicious to Kei, "That actually sounds pretty..." a pause happened, why? Because a voice that Kei was somewhat familiar with and hoped to never actually hear again was voicing its opinion on her food choices in a rather obnoxious way. Kazuhiko's ignorant response whether purposeful or not made her happy and gave her an out to a direct response. "Deep fried butter is likely a textural nightmare, wouldn't mind Oreo's though. Still, pancakes would definitely taste better. I don't know though, I might be losing my appetite. Some random guy is out here giving unsolicited opinions about a teenager's diet. It's polluting the air and my pallet..." she said content to move along without properly addressing the man in question. One who'd obviously been stalking her for a while now.

Meanwhile, during that same stretch of time, Miko was allowed to use her mouth, hands and throat at her leisure. This of course lead to quite the enhanced experience from earlier in the morning. She found herself with a belly full of Soma... and by the end the lad was pressing the tip of his cock against the side of her face while holding her hair back. He marked her face with his spunk and she... in all her infinite gluttony held her hands out to capture it, while making sure her eye closed to avoid any unnecessary complications. As for Soma's question she looked at him strangely, "I've learned a lot of things since this morning. That's what I do, I learn something new and I apply it across the board by feeling when I do it again," she explained. "I've also had the quality and stability of my mana boosted so my more normal mannerisms could return... like the tingly fingers. Though I didn't know if you'd appreciate being played like a fiddle so I didn't just determine a song or anything♪~" Miko mused as she paused to sip the remainder from her hands. When they were cleaned she went on to begin dragging spunk on her face towards her mouth even though she was already experiencing extreme drunkenness. Her mind was swirling but she'd still really like to climb into this man's lap and ride his dick. Actually, she liked that even sober, but with alcohol floating around in her head she really wanted to be on top bouncing rhythmically. "I am always willing to share what I've learned, if you're interested... hic♪~" Miko mentioned with a grin on her face.

[Bloodedge]

With the thrill of dungeon-crawling establishing its place in Kazuhiko's future, and okonomiyaki just ahead of them for something a bit thicker than a snack, he had no issues at present. Whatever that nagging sensation was, it seemed wholly insignificant as the minutes passed. Alas, ignoring an itch usually meant it had time to fester and become more intense. Such things were fate, with the shining example present being something that interrupted Kei's response. It seemed both she and Kazu were willing to keep the existing conversation going in spite of this unknown male... though Kazu had actually failed to realize there was someone suddenly in the conversation who didn't belong. "I just can't imagine it being anything but gross. Buttery things are awesome, but... butter by itself? All I imagine is taking a bite of something crunchy just to get a mouthful of... wait..." Suddenly, the realization struck him. Kei commented on a random guy inserting his opinion into their conversation and affecting her appetite. Only then did Kazu turn to see the man in question. "Hey dude. You eat raw butter? Is it gross?" he asked, seeming almost entirely serious with the question, much to the other male's disgust. "Such an ignoramus! You look like you've been having fun babysitting today, Kei-chan. You know it's not good to eat so much disgusting food in such quantities, nor is it good to placate children so much. It looks almost like you two think you're on a date. Hmph! So mundane!" he said arrogantly. Amidst all that yammering, Kazuhiko only seemed... lost. "Uhh...?"

Apparently, Miko hadn't been holding back at all previously. She'd actually been picking up those skills to use at her own discretion, whenever it made sense to do so. In that way, they were kindred... though Soma couldn't fathom the depths of deviance Miko seemed to enjoy. Well, perhaps he could. He was here with her now, after all, taking an approach he didn't really need to for any reason other than his own curiosities. Of course he was also just willing to live in her element for the sake of establishing a bond, but that wasn't wholly the reason. "That, and everything about you, is as low as it gets," he said to a girl who was actively slurping his semen out of her own hands. Well, one part of Soma didn't have any judgment to pass; his cock remained at the ready for the next stretch. Miko seemed drunk enough by now. With his 'venom' in full effect, she could be considered palatable when making that most recent offer to share knowledge. As such, Soma finally let go of her hair. "It's about that time anyway," he agreed.

[Apollymi]

Kei and Kazuhiko did have something to agree about in this moment. That the idea of eating frozen deep fried butter was off-putting at best. But there was an annoyance and apparently in its arrogance it refused to be ignored. No, buzzing about like an indignant fly who couldn't find a window. This man was one that Kei was familiar with, but that didn't mean she wanted to deal with him. In fact, she'd prefer if he jumped off a building. His voice as grating to her and his attitude was beyond redemption, her fingers had started twitching and she scoffed, "I don't remember giving you permission to address me so casually. What I eat and who I date, and what I do on those dates are none of your concern, buzz off, Gaichū " Kei said contemptuously. As for Kazuhiko's curiosity, Kei would answer it... after all it'd been made clear that Kazuhiko deserved answers to the issues within her life, so he could choose how he wanted to involve himself. "This is the living embodiment of a headache, and the main issue of that problem we discussed when we met," Kei mentioned, but she had no intention of introducing this man.

Miko explained her process and she knew that it would be something understood by Soma. It was very possible that he wouldn't understand why she chose sex and relationships as things to perfect, but everyone had different interests. The process through which greatness was achieved though, was usually the same. Still, Soma claimed that a low was reached here which was true, "Yeah, but my disgusting self, is still doing exactly what I want♪~" Miko chimed. Had she been slurping semen out of her hands? Yes, but it tasted delicious so why shouldn't she? Human logic disappeared from her earlier in the week, and from that moment forward she'd been growing towards a different perspective. Her head had been freed and the tingling along her scalp let her know that she'd been held far longer than normal, but still she didn't worry about anything. What was more, Soma agreed to her thoughts of showing him something, and as such she stood immediately ridiculously excited and climbed into his lap her feet on either side of him and aligned herself for a proper ride. If uninterrupted she'd lower herself into his lap swiftly enough to have him slide all the way from her entrance and through to her womb in a single motion. If she'd only get one chance to do this the way she wanted... she'd aim to absolutely show him something new, the muscles in her core tightened immediately as she settled, orgasmed and then recovered. The recovery was rather important as... soon after she'd begin one of the most abusive rides she could manage for herself rocking her hips in his lap at an up-beat tempo, which would be steady enough to not miss a single beat.

[Bloodedge]

The man who interrupted a date today was immediately subjected to Kei's fury and, from his perspective, Kazu's stupidity. She even called him vermin when addressing him, bringing about a scoff from the obviously adult male. "Still so much bite. So it's an actual date then, hm? I can't believe you would take a game of pretend so far," he said. Kazuhiko remained mostly lost until Kei gave a partial introduction of this man. He could gather that he was the would-be husband she was arranged to marry: the very same one she wanted nothing to do with. As those mental musings carried on in Kazu's head, the other male spoke again. "Sukoto Rindou of the IPC's Marketing Development Department! Your game of pretend is cute, silly as it is, but you should know it won't last. Kei-chan and I are to be wed for our families' benefits," he preached. Kazuhiko, one hand on his hip, looked this man up and down with only a curious expression on his own face. "Oh... that guy. Kinda pompous, yeah? Like, I don't even know what an IXP or whatever is; why would you introduce yourself like that? It's kinda gross, dude," Kazu stated, much to Rindou's disgust. "Tch! What is it then, you call yourself her boyfriend, knowing she's engaged and there's nothing you can do?"

True enough, Iino Miko was following her own desires, disgusting as they were. Soma deemed her a pig with good reason. Ah, but there were those who kept pigs not only as livestock, but as pets. All he had to do was keep it fed, and it would remain loyal. Perhaps Miko had no place in his eventual army... but perhaps that was fine. For now, their desires aligned. "Then keep doing what you want, as long as it doesn't screw me over. I'll keep using you. I'm guessing you're more than willing to submit yourself," he said almost sarcastically as Miko moved into mounting position. Even drunk, this one was very efficient at preparing for something deviant. She straddled him with ease, dropped fully down onto his cock, and... orgasmed immediately before tightening around him? "Keh!" he scoffed, managing composure with ease after experiencing Miko's tightened ass beforehand. "You're really owning that masochist title," he added. As if on cue, Miko's ride began in the most aggressive manner possible... almost as if she was seeking pain from a would-be pleasurable experience. Was she? Well, Soma assumed that to be the case.

[Apollymi]

"It isn't bite. I can't stand you..." Kei said in flat earnestness with such a cold and cutting glare that most with any sense likely would have walked away. But men like this one only heard what they wanted to hear. So of course he thought to actually continue trying to interrupt Kei's date, and also offset her appetite in the same moment. She also got to watch as the man who introduced himself as Sukoto Rindou, tried to dissuade Kazuhiko by throwing his weight around and claiming he and Kei were to be married for their families interests. Kei didn't care about her family interests, she didn't care about this man and she had no intention of marrying him, but she was also well past the complete meltdown she'd had before. She had too many people on her side including Kazuhiko himself. Who, even without trying managed to make her laugh as he pointed out the oddity of Sukoto's introduction. "Hehe~ He's a corporate cog, who has no life outside of work so he can't help but brag about his bad decisions which he is currently trying to make my problem indefinitely," Kei summarized the issue. The IPC was technically a pretty reputable organization but she had no desire to connect with someone from it specifically. The amount of annoyance felt by Kei was growing by the moment, would Kazuhiko call himself her boyfriend? They'd not discussed it or anything like that but there was one thing in particular she'd say about it, "I'd call him my boyfriend a million years before I allowed you to believe I'd actually marry you. Now if you would kindly drag your trash self back to your job and leave the teenagers to their date, that'd be fucking great!" Kei yapped arms crossing over her chest. She was so annoyed her appetite had literally shriveled up.

Meanwhile, Miko was following one of her most core desires. She wanted to take in something and continue doing it until she was overstuffed. Soma was currently on her list, and yes, even intoxicated she was more than capable of mounting him and riding until her heart was content, so long as he was content to let it happen. He claimed that she should keep doing what she wanted and that he'd keep using her, so long as she didn't screw him over. She could only chuckle, "I wouldn't screw you over. My primary goal is eating everything I want in front of me and I can't have seconds or thirds, if you don't trust me. And I don't mind submitting... " she agreed. If he'd keep using her, she'd always make room for him on her plate. That is how Miko saw things. And if he was on her plate, she'd help him in whatever way she could, even if that way... was simply allowing him to relieve his stresses by pounding her into jelly. And with that, she slowered herself onto him, and felt the satisfaction of that connection being sealed. What was more, he also had the ability to resist the initial plunge straight into her womb, only a minor gasp escaping him as he pointed out that she was really on being a masochist. "I'm a filthy bottom so even when I am in control I like the extreme feeling, both receiving it and causing it," she stated. "You have a good constitution from the magical perspective, that kind of movement makes a lot of people spill immediately..." she gave more feedback as she kept up. She kept moving her hips in that dance like rhythm rocking her hips back and forth and even causing the van to rock with her self-abusing movements. She brought her hand to her womb and sent a few test pulses directly into it, through her body cuasing echoing pulses. If she wasn't going to get to do this a lot, she had to make sure she tried everything possible to make sure he wanted to put her back on top of him at some other time. Those vibrations would play at opposing rhythms to her slams, as if she'd decidd to use her own body as an instrument this time. She supposed at the end of it all, she still had the gravity to activate which might help further her own goals.

[Bloodedge]

Kazuhiko had no idea what this man was talking about, but Kei had much to say. She initially called him a corporate cog. Kazu found that claim amusing, but more informative than anything as it clarified the purpose of whatever an IPC was. As for the man making his work obsession into Kei's problem, Kazu couldn't abide such behavior. "That's gross," Kazu decided. With that in mind, there was only one way he could answer Rindou's question. Was he Kei's boyfriend? Well, she produced an answer first about how she'd call him such long before accepting the idea of marrying Rindou. Since this man obviously wasn't backing away from the conversation by now, Kazu added to her statement. "Also, yeah. And it's not like all three of us can get married, right?" he asked. Rindou nearly jumped back after the audacious implication. Did this nobody mean to say what he interpreted from that? "What? You? You think this nameless boy is going to make the cut over me?!" he questioned. Casual as ever, Kazu gave the first answer. "Well, that's not really fair. This was totally the proposal date before you came and threw off the vibe." Rindou clearly didn't appreciate that claim. In fact, he was downright outraged by it. "Disgusting! I've never even heard of this stupid kid! I shouldn't even entertain this farce, but I'm obviously the only one here who's worth marrying! Nobody could make Kei-chan as happy as me, even if she doesn't understand that herself yet! I'm even willing to make a wager to prove my point!"

All the while, Soma was subjected to the beginning of a wild ride. It seemed Miko would be leaving herself in the 'pet' position for an indiscriminate amount of time. It was nothing solid or permanent, but it was a start. The 'filthy bottom' as she called herself was content to experience the extremes of sex, even self-inflicted. That initial movement of hers was allegedly enough to fell others, but frankly... Soma expected more. It was not his magical constitution that saved him; it was the prior moments. "Don't be stupid," he said. Soma's hand rose for the simple purpose of slapping Miko's face. Given the punishment she could both take and give herself, he figured such a thing would be inconsequential to the brunette. "You think it's constitution? I'm not that strong. That was me being tempered by your slutty asshole a little while ago," he corrected. "That wa─" Soma's voice caught in his throat right then and there. Why? Well, one thing he didn't have expectations of was the strange vibrations he felt between each of Miko's movements. It seemed she was capable of doing such things even with her own womb as a catalyst. He'd have to make a mental note of that, though she'd just about gotten the better of him in that precise moment.

[Apollymi]

Kei was learning that Kazuhiko was good at picking up light context and incredibly good at improvising given the situation at hand was technically a difficult one to handle. Kazuhiko even agreed, that the situation this man Rindou was presenting was gross at its inception, "Right?" Kei agreed with the idea that he was beyond gross. Much to Kei's surprise Kazuhiko made the claim that he was indeed her boyfriend. She wouldn't have put him in such a situation, knowing that he already had multiple wives and all, but... it still warmed her heart to hear him speak such a sentence in so commanding a fashion. "He has a name. A young man, quick thinking, with his own ideas... not taking advantage of anyone, looking out for other people, with a personality that doesn't revolve around being a well-off corporate snob. Yeah... he's better than you, in more ways than you will ever realize and one, in which if you did know... you'd kill yourself," she expressed in a monotonous fashion. "Eto bylo nemnogo pokhozhe na Kaya," she uttered in Russian, with Rindou around she fell back into a more normal method, seeming to not care if Kazuhiko had a chance of interpreting those words. What was more, Kazuhiko was soon pointing out that Sukoto Rindou was definitely ruining the vibe of their date. And what came of this? A rant from Rindou which ended in some sort of wager, but only after he nearly jumped out of his skin to claim he could make her happy. "A man who can't even make himself happy or find a woman his own age without parental interference... is surprised he doesn't know a teenager and doesn't realize how much of a stalker he sounds like, gross." Kei said again with a lack of affect. "No one has anything to prove to you!" she exclaimed. "Zhri der'mo i umri!" she swore in her mother tongue.

Miko was indeed setting herself up to be a pet, somehow it felt like what she wanted, not just from Soma but from a lot of people. Still, given that desire, she'd make sure that this ride was one of the best she ever delivered. And as she took off it seemed her observations were to be called, stupid. A slap was delivered to her face, and while it didn't hurt or even bruise her ego, she couldn't say she actually enjoyed it. No... so instead she'd say exactly what she would have enjoyed instead, "If you're going to slap me in the face, I'd prefer you use your dick♪~" she chirped without hesitation. Soon his explanation would come as well... there was the matter of his tempering through the use of her ass, but it would seem that he wasn't fully aware of all the magical implications of the kind of power she possessed. That vibration to her womb, was something which made his breath catch. "Sou ka, I'm familiar with magical tempering, I went through it today... I guess that means my thoughts about you diluting me to be more acceptable were also right then," she mumbled. Still, she looked at him with a smile on her face. If he wasn't yet familiar with extra magical sex, she really could continue rocking his world. Her rhythm never stopped and her ride never truly altered with those vibrations periodically in place she could easily build up to another orgasm while helping work him up as well.

[Bloodedge]

Kei insisted the brunette in her company had a name, but Rindou didn't seem to care. Name or no name, he was only a child, a nobody in this society, and nothing compared to Rindou and the Sukoto family name! While he thought that, Kazuhiko was continuing to hear Kei's words, scratching his cheek and having second thoughts about certain claims. "Not thematically so different, I don't think. I am an emperor," he mumbled a bit too low for Rindou's ears. What did reach those ears however, was Kei's continuous yammering. Her perspective was obviously skewed; she was too young to know how things worked in the real world. Her family had a name and his family had one to match. "You'll understand one day that joining houses is a tried and true method of two families growing in society! I was saving the idea of actually pulling all the stops and turning your head for a few years, but you obviously need to have your expectations managed properly!" Rindou insisted. Kazuhiko was becoming annoyed moment by moment. It didn't seem things were going too well for Kei either, so he decided to ask the important question. "What's the wager?" he wondered. Rindou perked up then, thinking he had an immediate method of shutting this farce down. "Simple! We'll have a competition. I'll show you both that a real man with a real position in society can do things a little boy could never dream of! For the rest of this 'date', it'll be a matter of who can create the most impressive outing for a lady! Obviously you two don't know each other very well anyway, or I'd know who you were. And when I win, you'll have to apologize publicly in the middle of the festival, admit that I am the better man and... and bark like a dog!" After all that, Kazu somehow became more confused. What was that all for? He hesitated, setting his gaze on Kei and speaking softly. "E-e... yazyk. Chto dumayesh'? Ispol'zovat' yego, chtoby izbavit'sya ot nego? A chto, yesli ya vyigrayu?" he asked, missing a few key pieces in translation but still managing the point. It didn't seem like Rindou understood Kei's use of Russian, after all.

Earlier in their session, Soma told Miko to sink... and sink, she did. Even after being slapped in the face, Miko's immediate response was something deviant. She'd have preferred it if he used his dick instead of that hand. How was he to respond to that? Did anyone normal ever say anything even remotely similar? "... You're as low as it gets," he said, swinging that hand the other direction. Despite everything else, the brunette proved there was a functional brain in her skull that had more purposes than just sex. She understood his method of priming her mana for absorption. Two separate clauses seemed to fuse when she expressed that line of thought, but he expected as much from the drunk. Even if he managed to survive the newfound technique vibrating his cock within Miko's core, Soma wouldn't hide his surprise for the workings of her mind. "That's right. I'm not some moron who would try to take something way bigger than me into myself without ensuring I can process it first," he stated.

[Apollymi]

Kei truly wasn't going to argue with someone beneath her, it included this man and her father. Apparently, Kazuhiko didn't see much of a difference between him and Rindou, as far as their titles were concerned. This was especially true given his status as an Emperor. In Kei's opinion it was very different, someone like Rindou barely qualified to be household help to an emperor. "If you're so concerned with joining houses, why don't you go bother my brother... he's single now. Also I don't care what you have, I have nothing to say to a man whose already peaked, and I'll have nothing to say to him in the future when he's still standing on that same plateaued," Kei claimed. Maybe the idea of being gay might encourage this man to think about how very stupid it was for him to continue trying to hook himself to a girl who obviously didn't want him. A stupid bet was offered by an equally stupid man. The terms sounded easily winnable and the conditions for losing sounded like they would at the very least be amusing to watch play out in the opposite way. Still, Kei's swearing had been noted in her Russian tirade and she looked to Kazuhiko with a raised brow. His Russian seemed almost elementary as far as the structure was concerned, but... that made it cute, so she couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her, even though she wouldn't be apologizing for what she said at all. "Hehehe~ On zasluzhival khudshego" she expressed of her cursing choice. "Yesli khochesh', mozhesh' vzyat'. Eto khot' na vremya uspokoit yego samolyubiye... k tomu zhe, mne budet zabavno smotret', kak on layet, kak sobaka." she uttered still in Russian. Whether Rindou understood or not, some 'teenagers' were about to ruin his day, his plan, and likely his reputation.

At the same time, it seemed that Miko was earning further retaliation. It was almost like after determining how deeply within her own masochism she'd sank, Soma had simply decided to be the living equivalent of an abusive pet owner. She was as low as it got, but it didn't seem like he was actually upset. No, it just seemed like he might have been surprised by the things that could still come out of her mouth while she was drunkenly riding his cock like she'd never get to do it again. She was also sending steady strumming vibrations directly into her womb and feeling its gentle contractions herself knowing that she was building herself towards another orgasm. A backhand was delivered with the statement that she was low. "So low, I'm looking forward to a dick scrambling my brain from the outside♪~" she chimed as she always would. It was far too easy to speak currently. Perhaps when she was done, she'd make sure to figure out when speaking became so easy. Until then, she was being praised, and also unknowingly backhanded again. 'Just because you met me at the start of my slut journey doesn't mean my head only contains sex stuff. It's just the focus right now...' she thought. Ah, but she knew better, the second prince was always difficult to conquer so anything positive was to be taken as a point of great pride. "Definitely a good idea to approach things with caution, I get the logic though I didn't think I wasn't easy to digest♪~" she said aloud even if she didn't always follow it.

[Bloodedge]

In such a childish manner, Kei suggested that Rindou give consideration to her brother, who was now allegedly single. Though he already considered her rebuttal comical, the funniest thing to him yet was the idea that he'd peaked. "Peaked? Me? I'll be P46 by the end of next quarter! In enough time, I'll be the chairman of the IPC!" he insisted. Kazuhiko still didn't understand a single point this man was trying to make. He did know, however, this wasn't the type who'd leave well enough alone if he wasn't placated a bit... and perhaps put in his place. According to Kei, there would be no issues with Kazu accepting the challenge. In fact, she was already looking forward to the event of Rindou barking like a dog. "Done flirting in foreign languages?" Rindou asked. "No, but you're going to keep being a bother, aren't you? I'll take a challenge. One condition: it has to be legit. I know there's already some issues going on here, but if I lose, I lose. I don't take free wins," Kazu insisted, primarily delivering the concern to Kei herself. "Bold assumptions. Luckily for you, I'll be the only victor! For starters, I'll offer something better than these trashy little street vendors! If you're going to indulge, Kei-chan, come this way!" Rindou said while beckoning the pair along. He'd be leading the way toward a stall offering Kobe Beef skewers: a more luxurious, premium option cooked to order and costing no less than a few thousand yen per skewer. His plan was to even have them dipped in edible gold. In the end, it would be about 10,000 yen for a single skewer of the finest wagyu cut and cook. Such would be Rindou's first offering in the competition.

Miko was low. In her own words, she was even lower than Soma's implication ─ even looking to have her brain scrambled from outside. What sort of dicks had she been dealing with? Well, he knew a few details by now, but only a few. That ladder Soma had to climb was looking taller by the moment. "Tell me this is the bottom of the well," he said, even though he wouldn't have believed it if Miko confirmed as much. He did want her to sink lower than ever before, but knowing there were depths not yet reached did not spare the surprise of each discovered layer. As for whether Miko was easy or difficult to digest, Soma believed it was an objective matter. "You probably think that because you're the type who'd do the same thing I just said I wouldn't do. You haven't even finished digesting whatever crazy shit you had earlier, have you? I'm not doing that to myself; I want what you're useful for," he declared. Even so, it seemed Soma was losing more than he was gaining. Whether it could be considered proper ejaculation or not, there was more of his essence spilling into Miko's womb at the time. Its quantity was notably lower than normal by a large margin, if only because... it was technically an accidental spillage in the midst of those pulses she initiated. Well, Soma would just carry on as if that never even happened. . .

[Apollymi]

Rindou's obsession with work culture and progress was almost disturbing. Kei understood the drive to succeed but people like Sukoto Rindou weren't actually cut out for the kind of business he seemed to be engaged in. She knew this factually by the way he spoke of it, such a thing was why his family were trying to get in with hers. To get someone with the extra oomph to push forward the family name. "Chairman, huh? I know if you'd gotten a promotion it would have been the first thing out of your mouth. Are you P45? P35? Does your position even come with a proper designation?" Kei pontificated. She didn't care about Rindou's life but she was certain he hadn't actually gotten so far, he wouldn't have time to stalk her if he'd been putting forth that kind of effort. "So, what? Is someone dying in a quarter? Or is someone trying to buy you a seat?" Kei questioned without any real care of the answer. Moving on, her conversation with Kazuhiko in Russian was deemed flirting in a foreign language by Rindou. Kazuhiko mentioned that they weren't done, but managed point out that he wanted a fair battle given Kei was the judge that was mostly aimed at her. "Hai hai... I am nothing if not fair. You have my word," she offered Kazuhiko and Kazuhiko alone. "You still don't have permission to refer to me so casually, Gaichū. Besides that, calling vendors trashy when you haven't even tried their offerings isn't the best angle for someone in marketing," Kei reiterated and chastised. But what was he doing has his first showing, playing a ridiculous amount for beef skewers. Granted said skewers were something she wanted to try, she was a foodie after all... still she couldn't justify the expense. So what would she saw to gold wrapped beef skewers. Well, if she was judging she'd do it properly. "This sort of presentation is unnecessary. Edible gold is inert and doesn't change the flavor of beef at all. This is done purely for spectacle and is a waste of cash," she uttered first and foremost. "Still, it smells good, the marinade seems to have been done well and the skewers themselves were prepared and spaced properly so the cook on everything seems to be even enough..." she confirmed. A bite would be taken and chewed with deliberate action in her mind. But as her teeth sank into the beef it melted between her teeth. That gold wasn't a textural bother as it could have been but... the beef itself. "Squee!~ It's perfectly seasoned and it melts like butter. Each bite is delicious and it has only the lightest hints of ginger, and sesame oil which go great with the earthiness of this cute. It's actually delicious!~" Kei explained of that food after she experienced it. She'd definitely have enjoyed them more without the gold and foolishness but it was hard to detract from good ground work.

Meanwhile, Miko knew she was low and she knew there was a lot going on in her own mind. Still, she'd been dealing with quite the extravagance so far no dicks falling below her general standards, dicks with energy she couldn't even process with ease, and space-time sex which broke a hole in the fabric of reality for them to ride to another planet. As for her own personal 'nasty' behavior, that well... was deep... perhaps too deep? "At this point I am not sure it has a bottom. Even I'm surprised at the things that fall out of my mouth and what I am willing to do to gain the experience I've decided is worth it. Maybe there is just a casual point at which some people float in this abyss... or maybe it gets deeper as I experience new things... that seems likely, I can't wait to use my own body to test those theories," she stated, a throb from within her core which was natural to her horniness and not a part of her rhythm occurred. Of course, as they continued she'd find fluid in her womb apparently her techniques did indeed work against Soma. "Ehehe♪~ I can't let opportunities slip past me anymore. I decided no more of that... I don't plan on going back on my word, even to myself~" she explained. "And no... I'm not done digesting, but at this point it feels like I have multiple stomachs, or rather multiple places to work from. There are a lot of 'mes' in my head already to siphon things off... so even though I'm not done, I can still eat!~" she explaind. Ah, but that wasn't it. "Oh, and one more thing... I actually remember I have one more power..." she said as she pulled away just a bit rising her hips up in his lap until just the head of his cock was moving around with her shifting hips, snuggly did it wobble in her opening before a certain different magic activated. A gravitational pull would have a tractor beam still effect, immediately sucking the whole of his cock into her depths and collapsing herself on him even with her womb in an instant with magic backing up her previous 'masochist' behavior.

[Bloodedge]

Kei still hadn't given up on reprimanding Rindou, but he continued shrugging off her cruelty as a slew of immature deflections, blaming the fury of having her life determined for her. She decided now to pick at his existing rank within the IPC. In truth, he was nowhere near the rank he coveted, but his big break was well on its way! "My standing now is of no importance! You'll see for yourself what massive waves I make in the industry, starting today!" he announced. He was here on a project currently, leaving his team to handle the final few hours of today's business after a successful start. So close was he to becoming a department lead; he could feel it! He wasn't having any of her nonsense about talking down to the vendors either. Trash was to be called what it was. This entire lot saw success merely as a byproduct of the environment. Such things never led to true success, like what he would be enjoying. In the interim, it seemed Kei would be properly enjoying the first small sample of his offerings. Delicious beef cooked and seasoned to perfection melted in her mouth, and Rindou got to witness something incredible... while Kazuhiko witnessed something very familiar. Smug though Rindou was, Kazu remained contemplative. "Thinking of giving up already? I don't blame you! That sort of reaction should let you know I've got this in the bag!" he claimed. Only a few seconds later, Kazuhiko had a question for no one in particular. "... Does it though? I mean, I guess I couldn't pick up anything like wagyu on a random day. If the point is to get a better reaction than that from food, I don't think it's possible," he said. Rindou took those words as an immediate forfeit of the round, which it technically was. The devil was in the details, as they say, but those details were not shared. "Then I'll claim the first victory! You aren't going to try and spite it away from me, are you?" Rindou asked of Kei.

Miko managed to surprise even herself with the kinds of things she said and did. Soma considered her almost sickeningly deviant, but it was no real issue. In fact, he could benefit from it... and that was all that mattered. The only thing that mattered to him presently was confirmation of an earlier curiosity. Even during the act, Miko certainly talked as much as he thought. "You somehow manage to find as many unnecessary words as possible for reasons I could never fathom," he griped. Ah, but there were more words still coming from the lass. Something wouldn't be left by the wayside. Though she truly wasn't done processing whatever she took in earlier, she apparently had some methods of observing further deviance anyway... and she'd make use of that now alongside another 'power' she remembered having. Well, at least there was something potentially interesting on the horizon, Soma thought. What sort of ability would she showcase? It was... nothing he could make use of. At least, he couldn't think of any ways to utilize it; he couldn't think at normal capacity in general. Instead, he was given reprieve from Miko's womb only to be dragged into its crushing clench via magical means just afterwards. Moments before, there had been some accidental spillage. In this moment, and with a catch of breath followed by a gasp from Soma, it was more like someone snapped the faucet of an active sink. "Hrrgh! What fucking use is that?!" he asked even while proving the technique's purpose by gushing into Miko's womb.

[Apollymi]

Rindou claimed that his current placement within the IPC did not matter. But to Kei that sounded like an excuse, and confirmation of her point... he'd made no progress. And while Kei wasn't exactly a slave-driver about doing things in a specific way or order, she was one who valued truth and personal discipline over most other personality traits. It was especially annoying since, Rindou would claim his standing had no importance, as if he hadn't tried to introduce himself by his job title only and intimidate some random teenager. Obviously his standing was very important. But that was neither here nor there. Competition was on the menu and a single extravagant dish appeared in front of Kei. Kazuhiko seemed content to think it was impossible to get a better reaction out of Kei than the one she had to new food and that was pretty true. "It really doesn't, even if I like the food I still don't like you..." Kei mentioned. But logic was always missing from people like Rindou. He'd likely see her words as her simply being standoffish. Would Kei, spitefully avoiding giving a victory, under normal circumstances maybe... but she'd already made a promise and she was a woman of her word. "If you are going to scuttle around for crumbs on the ground like the bug you are... who am I get get in your way. A point for purchasing unnecessarily gaudy food," she said of his claimed victory. Whatever he thought of anything else, she'd let him have his little point. Kei truly didn't like being around Rindou, but if Kazuhiko was here, she supposed there was a bit more cushion to keep her from jumping into exceedingly violent behavior. "I'd actually like to have some fun on my date, so next..." she claimed with a regulated amount of impatience.

At the same time, Miko was having the number of words she used to describe her own abyss questioned. Well, maybe that wasn't the right word, but... she couldn't really help herself, she was using all of her extra mental processes to keep balanced and maintain a rather dangerous ride, not to mitigate and condense her wayward thoughts. "Adding thought condensing," she mused wiling to bend a bit more to keep the lad beneath her happy enough to come back for future rounds. Ah, but she had one last trick to show him and show she did. Not much went into the extra magical effect of her womb, it was simply something she decided to activate after learning to turn it off and off earlier in the day. And as she successfully had Soma spilling himself freely into her womb, she reached the highest point of orgasm, extra fluid splashing back just a bit and the vibrations of a filled womb adding extra conductivity to the actions of her fingers against her own body. Miko relaxed in the moment, as her brain was set ablaze and her hips slowed to a more consistent rocking. As for Soma's question of usefulness. "It's fun, it causes me to be filled on demand even when a bit of magical resistance is offered... and for you specifically," she paused as if trying to think, "If you're planning to use sex as a bonding tool, then I figured it'd be good to know how advanced sex can be and if the pair we encountered today are a taste of the future then stuff like this is porbably a step towards an ever higher ceiling I don't even know about yet," she said. She'd call it an offering to his ambition, even if the sexual parts of it, weren't his original purpose she wouldn't want him completely thrown for a loop and blaming her for not informing him if he found out about it later.

[Bloodedge]

Whatever Kei and this unknown lad thought of Rindou's current position held no importance to him whatsoever. In due time, he'd have a position known far and wide, all thanks to his own merit, any scheming aside. This little date competition was simply a sample of what he'd do both in and out of work, even if Kei claimed the victory via food selection did nothing about her distaste for him. She didn't have to like him; she just had to be a good girl and do as she was told, honoring the agreement of their families. Such was her responsibility. Any pleasured gleaned from it would come when she realized what sort of greatness she was bound to. At the very least, she kept her agreement to judge fairly. One win in Rindou's favor, and Kei was ready to move on. Rindou agreed. "Yes, let's get this little farce out of the way and prove my point. Next, we'll get more into the spirit of a festival!" Rindou said, leading the way to another section of the festival at hand. In a matter of minutes, the group stood in front of a clothing stall just before sunset. Rindou had his eye on a magnificent midnight blue yukata with a silver fireworks pattern, very pricey and suited to Kei's form. Based on their purchases throughout the day, he highly doubted some random teen could afford anything at this stall. "That one! What do you think, Kei-chan? Incredible, isn't it?" he asked with undue amounts of confidence. Even Kazuhiko was looking at that particular yukata, thinking it would look incredible on the girl. He certainly couldn't make a purchase that compared to that, or find anything so extravagant. What he did see, however, was something offered as a reward at a barrel fishing game. Perhaps he'd at least pick something up there? The competition aside, there was something interesting in his sights. "I can't afford a yukata. I'm gonna go... over there..." he said in a tone Rindou interpreted as defeat.

Thought condensing was apparently a rarer skill than Soma figured it could be. Miko didn't seem to possess it at all, even logging the thought away as a future development. Oh well. Before anything else, there was a queer form of magic used to bring about Soma's sudden end, leaving him spilling within Miko for longer than normal. Given his intentions, there was nothing wrong with applying some extra venom to the prey... but the effort itself was wholly unnecessary as he saw things. Ah, but Miko thought otherwise. She found it fun and useful, which he supposed was fair. "Tch!" Soma scoffed. Beyond that, Miko understood his general purpose. It was fair enough that he have some understanding of how ridiculous things could become. After all, there was no use climbing a ladder without knowing what it was placed against. Even so... "I don't remember asking. Whatever. Give me your energy," he commanded, exasperated and ready to take the mana he'd been tempering all this time.

[Apollymi]

Regardless of the thoughts going through the heads of the teenagers, both seemed to have a reasonable understanding of the kind of man Rindou was, Kei was uninterested in his advances, but that never mattered to these pushy types. Whatever the case, Kei gave the man the point he seemed to be so desperate for and was willing to let him take the lead. She'd continued to walk beside Kazuhiko and was more content to chat with him than she'd ever be to speak to Sukoto Rindou. Where would they end up, in front of one of those festival stalls which contained Yukata. Such was standard fare for festival dates, but Yukata were far from comfortable to walk around in, though many girls would go out of their way for such things, if they were going to enjoy a date. The one picked out by Rindou had all the makings of a good choice. Price point aside it fit the theme of the date, the colors and the like would look quite nice on Kei. "I think you must be deaf to keep calling me by my name when I told you not to," she said flatly. Still, she'd promised fairness and fairness would be given, "The Yukata is nice, well made, with a complimentary design. Though I am not personally fond of such light themes it does fit with the festive atmosphere. A bit over the top, for the kind of thing you'd only wear once, but I doubt men will ever understand why that's annoying anyway..." she said with careful consideration. Still, with Kazuhiko wandering off for a moment, she'd have parting words for him, "Ne ostavlyay menya nadolgo nayedine s etim urodom." What she noted from the current list of choices that Rindou made, was that he obviously thought it possible to buy affection, which was something that could be done, but most wouldn't like the kind of individual who'd fall for such tactics. Kei was quite a frugal person by her own nature, she wouldn't cheap out on quality but she also wouldn't spend frivolously without cause, someone like Rindou probably thought she was one of those girls who wished to be spoiled, and she was... but monetary spoiling wasn't the type she sought.

Meanwhile, that van had a girl trying to explain herself to a man whose brain was working on a different frequency. Still it seemed with every motion they moved closer and closer towards harmony. An orgasm later for both of them and it seemed she was right in how she pegged the lad's personality. If nothing else, all that experience playing otome games had done her quite the service. Even drunken as she was, she recognized that little scoff as an agreement he didn't want to define about his understanding of why she did what she did. "Caution with surprises..." she muttered making a note to add to the complex entity which was Soma. Something she didn't have to make a note about, was the sharing of energy. Sexual activity was the bases for that, actually mana sharing in general could be done simply by physical contact. As she'd not be dismounting just yet, she'd take her usual time for afterglow while deciding in a moment to simply to as Soma asked. He didn't seem like he'd appreciate the makeout route, as one who didn't necessarily vibe with romance. While remaining with his cock buried deep within her person, she lifted up sightly putting her current form of massive bosom in his face, aiming specifically for his mouth with a nipple to force the feeding with what would initially be a gentle squeeze. In that moment persimmon juice seemingly mixed with a rather advanced alcohol would be leaking from her nipple in the aims of it entering the man's body of his own accord through suction or spray, which ever was his preference.

[Bloodedge]

Was Rindou deaf? Well, he as selectively deaf toward the indignant girl to whom he was engaged. She just had to mature a bit ─ at least enough to get over her emotional nonsense. "I've accepted my position, Kei-chan. You're the only one who isn't embracing the future," he insisted. A bit of time and encouragement would surely do the trick, Rindou thought. Despite everything she had to say, there was another purchase Kei couldn't argue with: Rindou's chosen yukata. With the widest grin on his face, Rindou nodded toward the older woman selling those pieces to confirm the purchase. All the while, Kazu was moving on and being told in another language not to leave Kei with the other male for long. He didn't need long. Besides, Rindou seemed busy making a purchase and ignoring the mention of yukata being an annoyance. He was even buying what may have been viewed as the most bothersome part: a pair of high clogs. In that same period of time, Kazu was acquiring a single round of play in that barrel fishing game. He returned in a similar timeframe to Rindou turning around with his purchase in hand. "Hoho? Did you get something after all? Some useless trinket, I assume," Rindou boasted. Kazu was actually holding out a small box, inside of which was a hair clip in the shape of a white spider, alongside a few ribbons. He offered the closed parcel to Kei while rubbing the back of his head. "Well... yeah, kinda? I don't have much choice but to throw in the towel on this one too, so I figured I'd just pick up a memento you might like. It was just a hundred yen round at that game over there," he said while Rindou pushed forward that yukata and pair of clogs. "Hmph! Another forfeit! This will be even easier than I thought. Kei-chan and I will enjoy watching you bark. The dressing rooms are that way," Rindou said, gesturing toward the changing stall.

In the meantime, Soma was in recovery after receiving a quantity of action he'd never requested. He wasn't the downright deviant these others were, though he acknowledged the hidden genius of them for discovering the use of sex as means to an end. He'd be the one using this knowledge for his own betterment and that of his eventual army. Recovery wouldn't take much, at least ─ not with his active order for Miko to fork over the energy. The method she chose to do so, was via breastfeeding. Had he been more of a joking guy, Soma would have found that choice amusing as one who was born only earlier this morning. Whatever the case, he'd carry on by latching to the offered nipple while also grasping with one hand to squeeze the surrounding breast. He wasn't content to slowly draw that persimmon fluid from her; no, he had to make it flow. Never a straw, always an open glass. Such was the way with Asakura Soma.

[Apollymi]

According to Rindou, Kei simply hadn't embraced the future, as he had. One in which he could refer to her affectionately and that be reasonable because they had a deeper relationship. A scoff escaped Kei, "Of course you're embracing this stupid future, for you it's a win... a young cute wife, top of her class, brilliant and analytical mind with a eye for numbers, and individually hardworking... or to put it simply, out of your league," she said not as a matter of contempt but as a matter of absolute truth, she was by human standards, a desirable person to have in one's future. "But all such a future holds for me is you." she said with a finality which implied abject disgust. He couldn't even respect her wishes enough not to make them more familiar than they were, why should she have anything resembling good ideals about him. And what was more, he continued to showcase exactly why she disliked his type of individual. Throwing money at a stall to buy her clothing she would only wear once, complete with flat clogs which were quite an annoyance to walk in, knowing they'd still be walking around most of the evening. He couldn't even listen to and comprehend the complaints of someone he seemed to be smitten with, how was he going to make it in marketing which was an entire career choice which required one to be open to criticism and to understand how opinions and tides shift for particular products and style? No wonder his family was pushing... money wasn't everything. Still after a short while, Kazuhiko returned with an offering. A small box which Kei would peek into her eyes widening at the sight. It wasn't anything too extravagant, a trinket which was a white spider hairclip and some ribbons. Yes, it wasn't amazing but it was thoughtful, in a way that nothing she'd been given by Rindou had been. "If you wish to forfeit the round, I get it by logic, but I actually really like this, arigatou gouzaimasu, Ka-sen!~" Kei said looking up at the lad with a truthful amount of appreciation which she might not have managed aside from already being too annoyed. Ah, but it seemed Rindou was content to keep bothering Kei, pointing out dressing rooms and the like, he really didn't get it. "You really showed up just to ruin my day... didn't you, kurinoye der'mo?" Kei uttered. But fine, at the very least, Kazuhiko would get to see her which was way more fitting for how she wanted to spend her time. And so into the dressing room she'd go with her gifts. It wouldn't take her that much time to dress herself, she'd gotten very used to complicated forms of clothing in her other lives, and had gained quite a bit of dexterity in the meantime.

Meanwhile, Miko was reading the end result of a different kind of deviance. She'd debased herself quite a bit and in return had ended herself in the position of pet. She was allowed a bit of freedom and used it to ride her owner into what she would call, a open state. He seemed less argumentative and still quite forceful. That much was obvious by the way he decided to take mana from the girl's offered bosom. So rough was suction and squeezing that the drain felt way more intense than it normally did. A little chirp escaped her lips as a form of noise, "Wa-ah♪!~" but... her body was more keen to react than that. Her core would gently pulse around his member within her with very draw it seemed to respond as if it was her intention to start back up again. Of course it wasn't necessarily what she was trying to do but... she'd still find herself rocking in tempo with those little pulses simply because it felt nice to do so. She really had to get some more of this whenever it was possible, Soma wasn't as deviant as the rest of them though... she'd probably be waiting a while after this before she could go again... what a shame. Maybe she should sneak in one more good orgasm for them, for the road? For... mana cycling purposes. Yeah. Perfectly logical reason to continue, for a bit.

[Bloodedge]

True enough, Rindou would be achieving victory with the eventual marriage to Kei. So, too, would she... whenever she came to realize that and stopped being so childish about the engagement. They'd run quite the empire together one day. All she had to do was sit there silently, do what she was actually good at for their business, and let him handle the rest. Maybe she'd get the point after he finished showing up the brunette boy. Ah, but what of that lad? He was returning with a small parcel. Unless it contained a block of raw gold, he'd surely never compete with Rindou's selection. It did seem Kei enjoyed whatever she saw within that box. Pity, perhaps? Surely it was. Regardless, Kazu was just happy to hear she liked his gift even a little bit. "Good to hear! There's not a lot I can be sure about with this stuff, but... I figured it'd either be cool or traumatizing. Cool seemed way more likely," the younger male chattered. Soon enough, Kei was delivering another insult to Rindou. Having no knowledge of the language, he didn't even register those words as jabs. He'd actually be more focused on his own annoyance at Kazuhiko, even though Kazu didn't seem bothered by anything as Kei moved to the changing booths. There, they'd wait until her return... at which point the date that now featured a bothersome third wheel would continue through the evening.

Speaking of things continuing, Miko had in mind the idea of pressing for one more round end with Soma. It seemed she didn't realize he wasn't exactly done either, in spite of the fact that their purposes were drastically different. Soma quirked a brow after that unusual squeal from the lass, but kept drawing roughly from her teat regardless. Power was what he needed... and power, he felt. There was such a large quantity hidden within the girl that he'd even underestimated it. Since digestion would take a bit of extra work even after their existing count of 'venom' injections, Soma was already bucking his hips beneath the lass again. She didn't have to force another for her own agenda; she wasn't the only one with an agenda to push. Soma had his own logical reason to pump her womb once more.

[Apollymi]

Sukoto Rindou thought Shirogane Kei to be an immature girl who was simply upset at being engaged against her will. He thought himself capable of buying her submission and held delusions of grandeur about them running an empire together. He couldn't even see, how much that wouldn't work given their personalities. Kei wouldn't play second fiddle to his aspirations, she wouldn't allow him to work on things she truly invested in, nor would she go along with any random changes to her own ideas. They were opposed in so many ways. Oh well... it didn't matter. She'd gotten changed and walked out. She'd dressed in that Yukata, and placed her own other clothing items back into that box along with her shoes, as they clashed with the look. She'd taken to pinning her hair up with the trinket provided by Kazuhiko, a spider clip and the associated ribbons would be holding her hair up. in a lose braided bun which seemed like it should have taken more than a few minutes to put up. Yet, she seemed no worse for wear and simply walked up to Kazuhiko to show him his contribution. "What do you think, Ka-sen?" she asked of him. Elegance of the outfit aside, picking all that white hair up off her back and shoulders revealed an ample bit of extra flesh which could count as perfect for the weather an for looking at. And time would pass until eventually Kei was struggling to keep up with longer legged males while walking in flat clogs. "YA nenavizhu eti tufli." she uttered. She was already being forced to take smaller steps by virtue of wearing the yukata. Her feet had higher arches, she preferred shoes with steep inclines for comfort, spikey was comfy.

Meanwhile, Miko was being drank from as if a tap. Though she felt energy leaving her body, it didn't feel like a lot compared to how much she'd taken in to start with. As such, she'd only enjoy the feeling more, and that pulsing in her loins was soon rewarded, by the thrusts from below caused by Soma himself. His hips were moving of their own accord, she wouldn't be complaining about it. Instead she'd find herself matching his rhythm making sure every shift came with a perfect balance of withdrawal, tightness, and gentle vibration. That movement held with such a different harmony was such an interesting way to carry on after the abuse of the earlier moments. She had but one thing to utter about it, and mostly it was just a thought which fell out of her mind. "Worth it♪~" she chimed as if the sacrifice of energy was worth the pummeling she was now receiving from the lad. They could carry on until he was satisfied, and she'd be pleased enough just to be here.

[Bloodedge]

Only a few minutes after her departure, both Kazuhiko and Rindou were graced by Kei's presence and new attire. There was quite the difference in reactions when she appeared. Starting with Rindou, he seemed beyond satisfied, as if he took her appearance as an accomplishment of his own. Kazu, on the other hand, was astounded. He'd only seen the white-haired girl in a more normal way. Even though she claimed yukata were annoying to wear, she wore one like she was the first to ever do it. Beyond that, she approached Kazu directly and asked his opinion. What was he to say? "Uh..." he started, frankly a bit dumbfounded. "... Mogu li ya skazat' vslukh?" he asked once again in slightly broken Russian. In Japanese, he continued the clause as best he could. "It's so awesome! Can I get a picture?" he asked without hesitation. Whatever Kei's answer, they'd be progressing on this 'date' for some time yet. Rindou had the pleasure of multiple 'victories' piling up, but it seemed Kei had nothing but displeasure to share after walking in clogs for some time. "Does it hurt? I could give a leg-up if you want..." Kazu offered tentatively with one hand held out. In the meantime, Rindou scoffed. Obviously this boy was just looking for brownie points so his loss wasn't as overwhelming as it was looking to be.

Worth it. Those words, in that voice, were heard by so many people throughout so many timelines. Soma counted himself among those individuals, but he knew not why it was a good sign... or that it could be at all. The energy he took in had to be mitigated, so that became his focus. Those hips were working overtime beneath Miko. He couldn't stop gulping that persimmon mana, but he could feel himself... almost burning up within as he took more. That could only be used as fuel by Soma. He'd fuel himself with her power, slam into her womb repeatedly, and loose another gushing flow of his own mana into her. After the first attempt, he realized it did help... slightly. Alas, Soma could only lose so much at once. He'd take only a single break to give another command after a few minutes. "Give it all you've got!" he exclaimed.

[Apollymi]

Kei approached Kazuhiko and received from him, one of the most genuine reactions she'd ever gotten from a man to a change in attire. His broken Russian was still so cute to hear, she couldn't help but chuckle. Still those words of his implied he had something to say. It was a tempting idea, what kind of outrageous thing he would he say... "I am so curious and so intrigued, but I don't really care to share the spoils of my labors with him... proverka dozhdya?" she posed the question. She'd definitely like to hear what he had to say besides the fact that he found the look awesome, though awesome was good enough for her. What was more, he claimed to want a picture, "Hai, of course you can have one Ka-sen~" she claimed posing for the picture with the peace sign up in her fingers. "I pozzhe yeshche nemnogo, da?" she flirted just a little, figuring she'd already been accused of it, she may as well not disappoint. Whenever he got that picture... they'd move on. And eventually, she'd be complaining about those shoes of hers. She'd not expected anything resembling an offer of help and found herself looking at a Kazuhiko who already had a hand extended to her. After all the walking she'd done, she definitely wouldn't turn him down and she already trusted him, how could she do anything else. She reached for his hand and whatever happened in the next few seconds, Rindou would be left with the sight of. All the while, various stall workers at the festival had been watching the pair of young ones on date accompanied by what had to be one of the most obnoxious chaperones ever witnessed.

At the same time, Miko and Soma had started up properly again. The black haired male busied himself drawing directly from her bosom but not actually stopping at any reasonable point. Whether this was a logistical choice, or simply one made in the heat of the moment, Miko wouldn't be arguing with her own good fortune. No, she was simply content to match his pace and keep going, so worth it, was the endeavor she was already involved in. Ah, but a brief stop did take place, as Soma gave one more fleeting command. She was to give it all she had, "Aye Sir♪!~" Miko chimed as if taking command from a leader in a military. That hip movement of hers would be in keeping with his thrusts but became deeper still, each rise would take him out of her womb and the gravity she turned on within would suck him back in along with the downward momentum. It gained power enough to rock that van from side to side visibly with each movement. Such would be allowing her orgasm from the extra stimulus and effectively wringing the lad beneath her of his bodily fluids in a rhythm more conducive to the amount he was taken in. She wouldn't be living in disappointment. No, she'd ride it out with sheer excitement. Her fingers also returned to their previous place, playing out a steady waltz for just the pair of them to feel inside their bodies.

[Bloodedge]

Though Kazu surely couldn't say any of his actual thoughts aloud, Kei was apparently interested in hearing them... but not within earshot of Rindou. He could understand that; the 'older' male in their company was generally a buzzkill who managed to twist anything falsely in his own favor. Kazu always thought King Gilgamesh was full of bravado, but... at least that man showed results for everything; Rindou hadn't proved anything but the depth of his own wallet all day. At the request of a raincheck, Kazu nodded to Kei. "Yeah, of course! Just let me know when!" he agreed without so much as a second thought. Another thing Kazu did without thinking twice, was produce his phone to take a photo of Kei's new look. If she wasn't going to wear a yukata very often, he, unlike Rindou, wanted the memory immortalized. Rapid motions of his thumb and arm took no less than fifteen pictures of the girl as she posed, snapping from multiple angles to ensure he had the best view possible. He didn't linger, though. In time, they were en route to yet another location with Kei lamenting the pair of clogs she wore, and Kazu offering a lift. She took his hand, his offer, and... offered something more later? Surely he didn't misinterpret that. "Hai!" Kazu agreed emphatically. With no issues whatsoever, he lifted the lass off her feet. The same hand he used was brought to her back in the moment, while his other arm hooked under her legs to carry her sideways. Naturally, Kazu managed as much without a single problem... and Rindou saw it. Kids these days were such gym rats, he thought. So much time was wasted building their bodies for social media pictures and general tomfoolery, but he... he would be the boss of such people. He was already the boss of such people! "Hmph! A cheap trick for someone who could never own a car! Let's see it last..." Rindou said while leading the way to their next destination.

Soma would be discovering how deep the well of Iino Miko truly went. He surely wouldn't even reach the bottom, but he would se depths unfathomable. The approach of repeatedly ejecting him from her womb, only to pull him back in at seismic force every time. The van wasn't having a very good time at all. It rocked repeatedly, each slam threatening to either tip it over or destroy its axle. Worse still, Soma was hardly hanging on himself. That climb of his was looking higher and higher by the moment... but he did want goals. It was the best he could do to keep draining mana from Miko's chest to keep himself amplified physically. Alas, he was neither doing worse... nor better. The rate at which he expelled his own mana into Miko's body rivaled the rate of his absorption. As such, Soma had little choice but to survive until Miko's power became something he could utilize.

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko was familiar with someone who had what others would call false bravado and so was Kei. The Emperor of Zheng spoke highly of himself and what he was capable of, and she found him to be the same kind of person as herself, a much more agreeable form. It was as if someone like Sukoto Rindou had never actually done any work. In all honesty all he'd done was buy things, and while his purchases were extravagant, anyone could work and splurge. That didn't make them better instrinsically than anyone else. Kei was already aware of this and further confirmed it. More pictures for Kazuhiko were coming in his future. An agreement was decided and then they walked around more, until of course, Kei made complaints about shoes and the like. Soon enough, Kazuhiko was offering her a hand up and Kei found herself being princess carried. A cute little squeak escaped her, "Eeep!~ " she made the noise but she was so comfortable her body relaxed in his arms. She'd been seeing that muscular body of his for the last two days but being right up against it, she determined that maybe, Miko wasn't wrong about the nature of muscular bodies. "Calling something cheap because yo know you're incapable isn't at all in good taste. And for a guy who can own a car, you sure are content to make a girl walk around in uncomfortable shoes, which you picked out. Shut up!" Kei commanded. As Kazuhiko walked along she felt like he could carry her like this indefinitely, she spent a while calculating the small additions of this moment and gave them in a singular number. "10 points, for Ka-sen!" she determined in a way which was completely and utterly fair. Off in the distance a certain brown haired girl approached a stall and sat behind a covering beginning to sew quickly. "When that pretty brown haired guy gets up here... give him this. I'm so tired of watching that blonde guy ruin their date," she uttered for whatever reason. An old woman smiled and took that order for whatever reason, prepping a Jinbei.

As time continued to pass for Miko and Soma the lad was gaining and losing in equal amounts. Even as the van they were in seemed to be suffering from the girl's increased actions. Seismic womb slams were not going to hurt him, but they were going to milk him for all the mana he had to offer. Miko herself was experiencing orgasms in waltzes with her own rhythms and seemed to be having the rather good time. Her drunkenness was being held at the same level as well, she was receiving and giving at the same amounts. As they continud the rocking and noises coming out of that van were quite intense, Miko kept her chirping to ear appropriate levels, but that didn't mean the vibrations of them wouldn't be felt in the body of the lad she was riding. She was actually still amazed that he allowed her to mount him she had to make it an experience he wanted to repeat, because while she didn't mind being pounded into paste, she also quite enjoyed the freedom to do it herself. She didn't know how long she had before he was done with the abject deviance but she was having a good enough time that she'd continue on...

[Bloodedge]

There was something interesting about the tsundere types. In sudden movements like the current lift, there were always the most amusing, cutest sounds. Kazuhiko wore a smile that couldn't be altered even by Rindou's blabbering... which Kei herself had a quick comeback for. Alas, her comment about him making a girl walk around in uncomfortable shoes was of little consequence to the man. "You can't expect to drive around in a festival," was all he said. Just afterwards though, Kazu was awarded... ten points? For a carry? "Ten points?! There have only been five activities!" he complained. "Wait, I can get points other ways? There are cool points?!" Kazu asked excited. Rindou was far from satisfied. "Hmph! Fine; take your pity points! But I demand they be removed when he inevitably drops you!" the man demanded. In hearing that, Kazu was only further motivated. He was the one wearing the confidence now. "Not happening! And if there's cool points, how's this?" Just then, Kazu decided to toss Kei into the air, about three meters or so. He crouched before she reached the apex. With a spin for flair and a kickoff that actually only used one foot, he launched himself up to catch her in the same position. They would fall in what seemed to be a slow, almost fluttery motion. "See? No drops~"

Between the van and Soma himself, something was likely to break eventually. Ah, but Soma did have a tricky little feature unknowingly inherited from one of his parents: a speck of luck. Even though his body was ready to collapse at every slam, the collapse itself never happened. It did weigh on him heavily, though. In fact, some five expulsions later, he was retaliating in such a way as to chomp Miko's nipple when drawing from it ─ all as an instinctual reaction to high tension and sensory overload elsewhere.

Meanwhile, the boat used by Hiruko and Sakura, Kama or whatever she was going by now, had finally docked... albeit several hours off its original schedule. Hiruko had only managed to slide himself from the table down into a chair, where he sat with a body that felt like its every cell was vibrating. "Gah! I still can't bring myself to leave the boat. I'm gonna need way more than a little practice for round two. I try moving my leg, and my finger twitches. This is some freaky stuff~" he said as if amused by all these new discoveries today.

[Apollymi]

Of course, Sukuto was one of those who lacked the imagination to think about 'driving' around a festival as a thing. Perhaps that is why she was annoying by his frivolity, it lacked flair. "Jempana and Norimono would be an easy way to accomplish the same kind of feeling. You'd be very surprised what kind of expectations could be made with even a little imagination," she claimed. In truth, within the Qin Empire she was often just put into a Jiao and moved around from place to place by Emperor Zheng who found it an amusing thing to do. "I have been more than fair to you, but my criteria are sound. And it isn't just for the carry, a few of those points are for the hair accessory, which I will actually use whenever I want and for being thoughtful enough to give me a gift I actually like," she explained. as for cool points. "Yes, of course it's possible to earn points other ways... it'd be dumb to only go with tangible assets as a means to observe a good date. If money was all it took to make relationships work... rich people wouldn't get divorced," she explained easily. Whatever the case, Rindou wanted to claimed Kazuhiko should lose points when she was dropped. "Should he? Then should you lose points for making me uncomfortable and refusing to follow simple instructions such as how to address me?" she looked at him in defiance, fair was fair after all. But she didn't have too much time to think about that.. no, she was tossed into the air and yelped lightly only to be caught after a spiraling hop up into the air. A giggle escaped her soon after as she held on to Kazuhiko's broad shoulders. "Ehehe~ Yeah, he definitely won't drop me. Great show... 2 points~" she claimed. All the while that little show caught the attention of that brown haired girl, she saw that little show and her crimson eyes sparkled for just a moment. "Never mind the Jinbei, Falling Leaves is a much better idea!~" she chanted. Suddenly focus was extreme and new pieces were being stitched together.

Meanwhile, Miko was busy finding out that Soma had inherited quite a bit of luck. He wasn't being pummeled to death or smashed into non-existence, no... he remained and fought back even. Those explusions into Miko's womb were one thing, but the bite delivered to Miko's nipple made a high pitched yelp escape her lips, but the tightening of her core said it was quite the enjoyable experience. "Chiii♪~ I liked that.... box it♪~" she added it to a list of kinks she found herself developing and thus wanting to try out in other situations. Just the same the ride didn't stop, this poor van was going to continue rocking to the beat created by Miko and Soma's combined movements until such a time as satisfaction was properly reached. Still, the fact that she enjoyed so much aggression made Soma a prime target, even though he wasn't as interested in just the sex, he'd definitely grow to be some kind of monster and she couldn't help but want to find out exactly what kind of monster he'd be.

At the same time, Hiruko was finally coming together enough to speak, while Kama remained laying on the table her eyes open, that marble popped out of her mouth so she could stare at it intently. "Yeah, those two are something else... unfathomable entities. It's exciting, even I don't know what they are... and I'm a child of wisdom~" she said almost wistfully. "I died today before I was remade..." Kama said as if that was a perfectly normal thing. "But... I am sure you've just been given a head start to a fully magical body, as you settle it should be fine... your body should react more like magic now, so you might have an easier time visually movements to make them happen rather than feeling them..." she said absently. "You aren't breaking apart like Kazzun or anything, so it's probably just a bit of confusion. Though if you still feel weird about it after our group as a magical healer that might be able to say more about the body part of it," she mentioned almost absently, knowing that she'd seen the girl fully heal deep injuries and make items which could do the same out of magic.

[Bloodedge]

Kei insisted there were ways to basically fabricate the concept of driving through a festival. What sort of era did she think they were living in? Well, Rindou wasn't entirely opposed to a bit of extra flair befitting of his status. Maybe he'd keep that desire of hers in mind for later? Yes, maybe he would plan their wedding during a festival, or make a festival of the wedding itself. That would placate her a bit. Speaking of placating, it seemed Kei was willing to subtract points from Kazuhiko... if she could also subtract them from Rindou. A scoff passed his lips; such an audacious girl she was. "Of course not! Discomfort and beauty go hand-in-hand!" he stated, only to go totally silent when Kazu threw Kei higher than he should have been able to... and jumped higher than a professional basketball player to catch her before the fall began. Rindou could only adjust his glasses and stare in awe, trying to mask the reaction with annoyance. At the same time, Kazu landed comfortably and casually skipped forward, past Rindou. "Two points? Back in the game!" he chirped along the way to their next destination ─ something done as if Rindou didn't exist.

Deviance came in no small amounts from Iino Miko. Soma realized such a thing numerous times throughout the day, especially since they were alone in that van. He'd bit her nipple with no concern for her reaction... and she reacted to the pleasantry. What a freak, he thought. Well, that was also fine. Soma didn't have much time left in him anyway. After a few more minutes, he was spilling his last. All moaning and groaning that slipped up his throat had become somewhat... melodic. While his body was collapsing, Hiruko was staring at that twitchy finger while trying to make his leg move. Kama went on to explain what she knew of that unknown pair, even outing herself as a 'child of wisdom'. Moreover, she claimed death had taken her before the change to her current form. That was quite the extreme turn of events. "Yikes. So, what, death isn't really death? I've got a lot of learning to do. Oh... what do you think of being my practice partner to keep me from exploding the next time she comes by?" he asked. After a few minutes of trying, Hiruko managed to consciously move his hand. The legs still weren't cooperating, but... one step at a time. "So who's this healer you're talking about? If I had to take a guess, I'd assume it's Kocchi. She's got the right demeanor for it," he said while, despite it being a bit difficult, reaching out for his phone.

[Apollymi]

Kei was busy having a bit of fun. Of course she realized a man like Sukuto Rindou, wouldn't at all want a rule he decided applied to himself... it was far from being something he even considered. "You want rules made, but don't want them applied to you... conveniently ignore the fact that my reasons would be valid because you referring to me so casually shouldn't at all still be a thing after I've said so many times not to... exactly what I would expect from someone like you..." she said fully disgusted by him. Ah but she wouldn't have to keep up with that... no, she'd instead be tossed into the air in such a way that would involve her happily given more points to Kazuhiko as he caught and continued carrying her around. Still they were passing a certain shop, with no logo. It looked quite plain on the outside but that was done on purpose, so as not to draw unnecessary attention to it. The lady would call out to him, seeming to have just decided on a whim to talk to him, but this was simpy her following orders. "This isn't a jinbei but I'll pass it along..." an older woman said as the pair were walking by laughing and talking. "Oya, Shounen. One moment of your time, a gift for you on this wonderful evening~" she lady claimed. She could easily have done something else, but the box with several designer pieces was sitting and ready for the lad, as well as a red pair of tabi socks and some double clog shoes. It had a theme of falling leaves and would be considered one of the best looking outfits.

Meanwhile, Miko was receiving what she'd call one of the ultimate rewards of her day. AN expulsion from Soma whose grunts, moans and groans came out with a more melodic quality, denoting the end to his proper tuning. She'd definitely have to enjoy that as her body finally came to a stop with one final pulse. "Aaaayeee♫!~ That's such a nice sound, it caresses the ears just right now, Omedetō♪!~" she sang happily. She'd rest a few moments with him still inside her, this time listening only for the rhythm of his heartbeats and his breaths. He done quite well as far as she was concerned and was definitely worth coming back for again. At the same time, Hiruko seemed to be working towards gathering himself while Kama spoke easily from her unmoving perch, willing to let her body catch up at its own more flexible pace. "No death is death... she's a very nice girl according to Okaa-sama. I am still processing... a me in another reality died in the same interaction. We became a single mind I am still processing all the memories. But I was able to use her death to properly catalyze myself and rebirth this form. The others might be able to explain it to you in a way that is easier to digest..." she explained. "And I would gladly be your practice partner, I already hold back less with you, you don't die from my non-spiritual antics, so I could go with a steady introduction to the magical part instead, since you've already been shock treated to what I assume was the female version of that very intense magical density, Kama's eyes hadn't left her little marble, but did, as Hiruko guessed correctly who the healer among their group was... "Hai, Micchan is the healer. I suppose she does have a good demeanor for helping others. Magically she is quite interesting too I understand why my mother and fathers have taken so much interest. Still it's surprising that you came to such a conclusion... I wonder what criteria you used to determine that..." she mused. People were still kind of obscure to Kama, she was still learning after all.

[Bloodedge]

With only another scoff, Rindou completely ignored Kei's little tantrum. He didn't have to tolerate her nonsense when such ridiculous things as this brown-haired boy's physical ability were on display. He was at a disadvantage! That sort of trick was downright cheating, even conspiring against his inevitable victory! Oh well; he'd surely make up for missing points by night's end. Ah, but Rindou wasn't the only one ignoring people today. Kazu marched onward with Kei in tow, as if returning to how their date originally was without a care in the world. He did always have tunnel vision in some moments. He didn't have much attention to pay anyone but Kei, until an older woman in a nearby shop grabbed his attention. "Eh? Me?" he asked. This woman claimed to have some sort of gift for him. That was strange; he definitely didn't know this woman. "Uh... thanks? Do I know you? I don't know why you want to give me something, but I can't just go taking your products. Or..." Kazu paused, looking at the lack of identity to the stall and wondering if the woman's 'gift' was more than just a handout. "Is business doing alright? I can help pass word of your shop around if you're hurting for sales."

Soma would be in recovery for some time yet. Though he'd have much rather taken Miko out of his lap, tossed her aside or any such thing, he couldn't manage anything but an attempt to stabilize himself. He'd taken so much, lost so much. Though he broke even in the end, Soma's body took the brunt of the damage. The same could be said of the father who didn't even know him: Hiruko. Hiruko's body was hardly responsive, but his mind still functioned. As for his soul, it wouldn't be stabilizing and settling any time soon. In the time he took to get even a single part of his body working, however, Hiruko did learn some things. Death, the entity... was a woman ─ apparently a nice one. "Is she? I wonder if all that 'flirting with death' will pay off for me one day~" he joked. The remainder of Kama's information dump was received as Hiruko nodded... or rather, he thought he was nodding. "I don't think my head's actually moving, but I'm following along. Multiple realities, a dead version of you got sucked inside this one, so you've got two sets of memories. Classic Science Fiction," he observed while checking his messages. It seemed he already had something from Miko, who was indeed the healer Kama spoke of. Before addressing the reason he reached that conclusion, however, Hiruko thought to comment on Kama's agreement to help his process... and the details of that mysterious woman. "Dense doesn't even begin to cover it. I felt like I was being crushed and drowning, and she hadn't even put it in yet! Hell of an introduction to magic if you ask me," he said initially. "Anyway, I assumed it was her based on the three I know. You wouldn't be talking about yourself, Kayacchi doesn't have the emotional constitution to become incredible at the job, and Kocchi... is too nice for her own good. It screams 'doctor', I think," he explained. Given the message he had from Miko, Hiruko decided to call her back instead of responding via text. It would be much easier to lift his phone and hold it in place, after all. Actually... he'd just put it on speaker instead. "Calling Kocchi now, by the way. Looks like she already wanted my attention for something."

[Apollymi]

Sukoto Rindou was silently in a tantrum. He didn't want the same rules applied to him that he wanted applied to Kazuhiko, meanwhile, Kei had been letting him get away with interrupting the date she'd worked to hard to get for herself. While he thought that over and Kazuhiko began to move as if ignoring him which likely didn't go for his ego either. Whatever the case, a woman from an unmarked stall was calling him over. When he approached he wondered if she was talking to him. "Hai hai, of course I'm talking to you. And I'm just a humble shop employee, nothing worth worrying about," she claimed as if it was amusing. "Oh, don't be so modest. It's nothing like that... you could call this a prototype," she explained. "As for any help with business, you could wear it to match your date, and call it advertising. It's mutually beneficial~" Offered the nice lady behind. She had in front of her a gift box with the combination of pieces which would be called 'Falling Leaves' by the person who'd put it together. This included a white kimono style shirt, some autumn leaf themed hakama and a black scarf embroidered in gold. The shoes and tabi as well would tie together the look should he choose to take it. "Some of us, still like seeing some young people out and having fun together... don't let the suit over there stop you from having fun~" she said almost wistfully. Kei for her part in this looked at the old man and nodded. Still... she wondered why the girl behind the woman hadn't come out yet? Perhaps she was shy, or busy... there was definitely the sound of scissors cutting behind the woman letting one know she wasn't alone in this stall.

Meanwhile, Miko was taking Soma's preferences into account after riding him into oblivion. He didn't seem like the type to fully enjoy the aftercare part of sex, and she wasn't one to force it with a person who wasn't planning to remain tied to her indefinitely. The gravity of her womb ceased, and the mana deposited there along with most of the rest she'd cycled she immediately shifted into a different shell of herself, to avoid the 'immaculate conception' issue Soma himself had produced. Since he'd taken the brunt of it physically, she'd go about helping him out, cleaning his cock with her mouth and returning it to his breeches before stepping away from him to begin redressing... thong first... At the same time, Hiruko's body wasn't doing much better, but his mind was working at least enough to make jokes about flirting with death. "Sou ka, I wonder how that will work out... you'll have to let me know if you meet her too," Kama said, as for what else she said, apparently Hiruko was following along... he was, even though he hadn't succeeded in nodding his head, but it seemed that he did get the gist of what she was saying but with words she'd not heard before. "Science Fiction is a strange concept, but since it seems to cover the understanding gap, I'll call it a good tool for the information dissemination," she said aloud. Meanwhile, she was given information about the male perspective on density, "Sou ka, I understand that completely. Though I haven't experienced it yet... they are spiritually enticing entities. They call to the soul so you were probably feeling something akin to a premonition based on your soul's interpretation of the weight of her mana," Kama hypothesized. She was also able to fully get more information out of Hiruko, who used deductive reasoning and already known personality information to come to his conclusion. "Sou ka, you're quite right about me not speaking of myself like that... Kayan is very vindictive," Kama summarized. She saw nothing about Kaguya as a negative, she simply understood what she was like. And while Hiruko managed to actually get his phone and put it on speaker he'd dial, Iino Miko, who at the time had just sat down to slip her feet back into her shoes, and was dressed beyond slipping back into her jacket. Still she looked at her ringing phone and happily picked it up. "Moshi moshi, Hiru-nii!♪~" Miko chimed happily.

[Bloodedge]

A humble shop employee, the elderly woman called herself. Kazuhiko had no judgment to offer the nice lady, but nothing could stop him wondering if her shop needed help. After all, for how many reasons could she be offering free merchandise to a random stranger? Apparently, he could call it a prototype, and any help to the shop would simply be him advertising the outfit by wearing it around. He didn't have anything appropriate for the festival, so it was a very tempting idea. "Well I definitely wouldn't mind..." Kazuhiko paused as he looked into the box of clothes. What he saw within was a fabric that had never touched his skin before, a pattern that seemed both elegant and badass, and an overall uniqueness he'd never seen anywhere. "What the fuuuu─HECK! This looks awesome!" he exclaimed, managing to save the swear in his reaction in front of the elderly. "Tell you what? I'll go throw it on right now, and I'll tell everybody who looks impressed where to go for something like this!" he announced. Without any further hesitation, Kazu was casually shifting his hold of Kei, taking her in one arm while the other claimed the box. Excitable as always, he made a beeline for the nearest changing room... without even thinking about the fact that he was still carrying Kei with him.

"Will do. If I die, I'll see if I can't schmooze my way out with Lady Death. I'll hit you up if it happens," Hiruko joked further. Regarding Science Fiction, he figured it would be a strange concept for someone from another world. Sci-Fi to her was probably more like... science. "I was planning to show you a movie, wasn't I? I'll let you see what Sci-Fi is," he decided. Moment by moment, Hiruko was managing the proper moves to call on Iino Miko. That premonition Kama spoke of had to be something real; he had no other explanation for it. Luckily for him though, he could at least get some help preparing for the next drowning, crushing experience. Ah, but the time for all that was not now. He managed to send the call and reach Miko, who'd only just finished applying her mouth to a half-conscious Soma's cock to clean it. If nothing else, there was utter silence in that van apart from Soma's heavy breathing and Miko's words. "Evenin' Doll. I got your text, but I was... very busy. Anyway, I've got a favor to ask, but first what did you need?"

[Apollymi]

Humble shop employee was the best descriptor for this particular woman. She couldn't reveal that she simply worked in one of the most exclusive boutiques and that her owner was actually an eccentric who designed gear on a whim usually motivated by baser emotions. Kazuhiko wouldn't mind wearing the clothing offered as a method of helping of course he wouldn't. He'd not even seen the items yet, and by the time he did, his reaction said it all. Deeper in the stall a smile came to a young wmoan's face as she sheered several pieces of fabric. "We'd very much appreciate it. Wow the girl..." she offered winking at Kei. "And have a great evening~" she claimed as she sent the lad on his way. He carried both his prizes in his hands apparently without worry. Within that booth a chuckle escaped an unseen young woman. "Such a himbo, but... he's going to look badass, in that... I'm sure of it," she chattered quietly. "Hai hai, Ito-oujou... Or are you just trying to avoid the suit?" asked the worker up front. "Yeah, guys like that make me want to use my scissors for less appropriate things," she commented while Kei was carried off with Kazuhiko's new clothes into a changing room. Once they were inside she oculd only chuckle. "Tunnel'noye zreniye," Kei said softly in Russian. They were alone together but she kind of liked knowing that someone besides her other besties understood a bit of what she was saying, so long as she wasn't already embarrassed. "Regardless, that stuff is definitely designer gear, they must be doing something interesting to not have their booth labeled," she mused as if wondering if it wasn't to simple avoid someone like Sukoto and his IPC lackeys.

Meanwhile, Hiruko's jest about meeting death, came with the idea that he'd share any information he got about it with Kama. "Hai hai, I'll look forward to it~" she mused gently, seeming to joke along but there was a certain seriousness right at the surface. Still, there was the matter of Science Fiction not really making sense to her, but he spoke of movies and potentially showing her one. "Arigatou, I appreciate it... I'd really like to understand a bit better," Kama said earnestly. At the same time, there was only the sounds of Soma's breathing within that van as Miko was putting her shoes back on and getting ready. Still a ringing phone was one of few things that could catch Miko's attention and upon answering it, she was confronted by a voice that she normally enjoyed, just a bit off from normal but still saying all the right words. "I've also had such a day, Hiru-nii... but you sound a bit off, like layered and echoed, but not like general phone stuff, are you okay?" Miko wondered almost immediately. Something about his voice sounded a bit off, in a way that was similar to but less serious than, the way Charlemagne had sounded while falling apart. "Sou ka, she can hear a difference like that even through a device... that's interesting," Kama mentioned. "Hm, Saku-chan sounds different too... so I can assume Hiru-nii you have enough information for anything I say not to be too jarring? I did text because I needed some stuff but it'd be weird to explain if I said something super weird," she mused but figuring she should just get it out of the way she'd get back to it. "Basically, I need help finding a bigger place to stay. Our group had a bunch of kids today and the space we're in is definitely too small... and the kids aren't all children so we need a lot of bedrooms and preferably a bit of privacy in case of, incidents." Miko explained of the situation. "Also if you need something you can say... I'm pretty free right now..." Miko expressed of he rown afternoon.

[Bloodedge]

Kazuhiko burst into the changing booth without so much as a second thought. He even placed Kei down on a bench inside, right next to the box of clothing without registering the strangeness of what was happening. Tunnel vision, she said in Russian. The moment he realized her voice was coming from within his dressing room, Kazu was already halfway through the stripping process. His shirt was flipped off as easily as his shoes were kicked away. He was in the middle of pulling down his pants when everything stopped. From there, he stared at the white-haired girl. Was this acceptable? Their first meeting resulted in more than a full day of awkwardness because he bore himself in front of her, and here he was about to do the same thing again without thinking. "Uh... my bad. I got excited and uh... rushed in. It's really not what it looks like!" he pleaded without hesitation.

Hiruko and Kama would be seeing a more specific movie later in their adventures. She saw it as a learning experience, but Hiruko thought it was best to curb any unnecessary expectations... if only a little. "Since it's you, I'm sure you'll learn a lot about how humans work. Remember though, it's just for enjoyment," he stated. Moving on to the phone call with Miko, she first noticed something strange about the quality of his voice... followed by that of Kama's when she spoke as well. Hiruko could figure there was some sort of magical sensory afoot, which made sense of multiple oddities surrounding that girl. No matter; he was quite interested in the request she'd messaged him for. Apparently, their group had grown quite a bit recently, despite already being quite large for their current resting place. The 'kids' she spoke of weren't all children either, strangely enough. "So magic makes insta-growth babies too? That's nifty," he said half-sarcastically, laughing as best he could. "To answer your first question... yeah, I'm kinda fine. I got a crash course on this whole magic thing, then immediately met some bombshell who almost killed me with sex. Sakucchi here says you're a healer and could maybe help me out with something related to that. As for a place to stay... you don't really have to ask me, even though I'd like you running it by me first. Don't forget you and Kayacchi are partial owners of Osaka's Diamond Casino... and Resort," he said with particular emphasis on the latter part. "Why not take a penthouse? They each take a whole floor. Your names should have enough clearance; and if they don't, just call me."

[Apollymi]

Kei watched after being placed on a bench, as Kazuhiko began stripping out of his clothes. She pointed out his tunnel vision in Russian and watched as he paused, mid-motion to look at her. The first thing out of his mouth was an apology and more pleading. There was something about that she found cute... even though she wasn't at all upset with him, it seemed like he'd been a bit compromised by their earlier interaction. "Iia, I get it. I'm not upset... I promise that contrary to what happened, I don't always just burst into tears... and I've already seen the show and I understand you more so go ahead. Show me how awesome you're gonna look in your new festival gear..." she mused as if this was simply a normal day to day activity. It wasn't, and her face still contained a stark blush but she wasn't actually upset this time. They'd moved on to something like more proper flirting and all so it wasn't like she'd be upset about anything at this point either. All the while she could almost forget their little date had an extra visitor who would undoubtedly be quite annoying when they returned outside. "Though, it's probably going to get a bit more annoying for you at this point... pests really don't know when to clear out," she said sighing... oh well, it could be worse.

At the same time, Hiruko was giving Kama a bit of advice about enjoyment. Apparently these movies were for entertainment purposes. "Sou ka, I'll keep it in mind," she vowed without hesitation. If it was supposed to be mostly for fun she could work with that, but she still didn't understand the complete reference to Science Fiction or why so much of human life seemed to be about entertainment. Soon enough there was a conversation with Miko about the nature of quick grown children. "Hai hai, if you are willing to ignore the natural order, Magic does some awesome stuff♪~" Miko replied with her own set of sarcasm. The words from Hiruko hit her ears and made her think... "Oh, right... that part completely slipped my mind. I've had a day not too different from yours... but also a smidge crazier than even I was prepared for, welcome to magic... once it starts it's not going to stop," Miko mused gently. "I'll run it by Kazuchii when he gets back and see about the ability to get some of us over there. So it would probably be late tonight or sometime tomorrow... I'll definitely let you know," she said feeling a bit dumb. "Kazuchii? That's a pretty quick turn around..." Kama observed knowing the girl had been quite stringent about the boundary she'd drawn between them before. "Hai♪~ It was so worth it♪~" Miko chimed about that particular boundary cross. "Oh, I also need a gun... but I can help you stabilize and make sure nothing is too off with you. I've gotten a lot of experience with it recently. Where are you?" she asked knowing that she now had her shoes on and could just make her way over if need be.

[Bloodedge]

According to Kei, things weren't nearly as problematic as Kazu assumed. That first night involved tears and a massive freak-out, but this... was different. She'd already seen all there was to see, and now wanted to see how great his new festival getup would be. Well, he wasn't going to keep her waiting for the awesomeness! "Really? YOSH! Badass incoming!" Kazu exclaimed, stripping away his pants with a single hop and tug. Once he was without clothes, full musculature and endowment on display, Kazu began pulling articles out of that box. "Gah! I haven't worn traditional Japanese stuff in... I guess a couple thousand years?" he mused. Either way, it didn't take much to figure things out. In about five minutes, he stood in that dressing room sporting an outfit consisting of a gray short-sleeved kimono, a black haori coat, red hakama pants with maple leaf designs, and black sandals with dark red tights. Half of his haori coat was worn normally on his left arm, with a flowy orange sleeve decorated with orange and red maple leaves, while the other half he chose to wear draped behind his waist and secured by an obi belt on top. He also sported a black and red scarf with gold accents, and a slanted belt that went under his right arm and over his left shoulder. Upon donning the new outfit, he felt... strange, not unlike the odd sensation of equipping enchanted gear. It was peaceful, but with an underlying... combustibility, so to speak. Regardless, there was one important opinion he was waiting for. "Well? Freakin' awesome, right? Is it the coolest thing ever?" he asked, all while Rindou was still outside baffled by the fact that those two went into the dressing room as a pair. Why hadn't Kei left? Were they making some sort of statement?

Hiruko entered a very casual conversation with Miko about magic and... the fact that she had on-demand housing if she wanted, which Miko seemed to let slip her mind. "No worries. I've never seen a crazier day than today. I can't imagine what it'd be like for somebody who's already in the thick of it," he commiserated. With that, Miko decided to run the idea by her friend... whose name was one he heard from Kama as well. "Kazucchi, huh... I'm gonna have to meet with him too. My... well, let's call them my boss... needs to see him," he explained. Ah, but Miko did want something else: a gun. People with magic had use of firearms? That was an interesting discovery. "I'm... incapacitated on a tour boat, technically. Gotta ask though: why do you need a gun? If magic doesn't involve offensive spells and all that jazz, I might be losing interest♥~" he joked.

[Apollymi]

Kei had actually managed to get out all of her own feelings and statements lately. Aside from the annoyance of dealing with Rindou she was having a good time bonding with Kazuhiko. His excitement at her crying not being a normal thing and knowing that she just wanted to see him in his new outfit, was heartwarming. "Hai, let's see it!" she exclaimed waiting to see what came of it. "2000? That's an awful long time. It'd been a while for me too... not that long though," she said. "Still doesn't seem like you missed a day~" she offered. By the time he completely finished getting dressed she was awed. He looked so soft and comfortable but also stood out with his own form of elegance. "Definitely cool. It has like wandering samurai vibes... but like without the armor I guess," she said. "That is definitely some designer gear though.... that stall has to have some great people behind it! And they definitely chose the right model, I don't think anyone would look better in it," she said in absolution. While he'd dressed she'd gathered his other clothes and placed them in the box instead, so he could keep track of them. It didn't matter to her, how long Rindou waited, but she was sure he was imagining something strange happening in that dressing room. Whenever he was ready, she'd be ready to leave with him again, her feet could take a few more steps by now, she'd had a long bit of rest after all.

Meanwhile, a casual conversation was happening between Hiruko and Miko... with occasional interjections from Kama. Apparently, he wouldn't be taking personally her missing thought processes for the day. "I appreciate it. it was fun, but I've had so many issues today and I lost some time somewhere..." Miko expressed. No matter what, there was the matter of a mention of Kazuhiko resulting in a statement from Kama which she answered and one from Hiruko, who apparently had a boss that wished to meet Kazuhiko. "Ah, that should be fine, he is on a date right now thought... I'm sure he took responsibility for that thing earlier so I'm sure it'll be fine," Miko said. Regardless of who Hiruko's boss was, it was unlikely to be a problem for Kazuhiko so long as they weren't already a magical entity, and that kind of thinking was only a problem if things were to get violent. "A tour boat? That might take a little bit to find," Miko mused. She slipped into her jacket and headed towards the door. She'd leave Soma to his recovery and aim to go grab both of her bags, since once was meant to go somewhere else anyways. "Magic can do anything. The gun isn't for me, but for someone who needs a bit more personal protection and to keep them from beating another person to death. They were just born today," Miko mentioned absently while moving around and shutting the van up behind her after she hopped out of it. "I could just pull you here. I can feel you..." Kama offered at random, seeming to have tuned in to the conversation more fully. "Really? I don't even know why I am surprised, Saku-chan, your magic is always outrageous. Just let me pick up my bags first...." Miko uttered quickly. "Hai hai... just let me know when you are ready," She'd give a quick word when she was ready. All the while, Kama held her hand up in the air and manifested a string which she played with... it seemed to run directly into Hiruko and was oddly colored for some reason, but it definitely connected directly to Miko, of this she was certain.

[Bloodedge]

"Yeah. Well, it wasn't really 2,000. More like... a thousand actively, but another thousand passed when I got Angie through the Nexus earlier this week," Kazu explained briefly. He wasn't sure if aging even counted within the Nexus, but he'd definitely been conscious for over 2,000 years overall. Regarding a seemingly flirtatious comment from Kei, Kazu laughed and gave a bit of realism. "Magic life's weird. It's like, the stronger you are, the longer you just stay in your prime. Before we found Saku and Yuuya, we were in the lands high in the sky... which is basically where higher-level people and things go. Somebody past level 50 is probably from, or has been to, Chaldea," he chattered while getting dressed. Once that process was done, Kazu awaited Kei's input... and was not disappointed by the outcome. He did like the wandering samurai look. If Kei liked it as well, he was content to keep it... and perhaps even use it for something else down the line. Everybody else was getting new Avatars; it was high time he got one as well. "I think I'm gonna keep this and get some armor pieces back in Munetsuchi. You know, finish the vibe. Anyway, let's go!" he said excitedly. Kei may have been good to go after a bit of rest, but Kazu had no intention of letting her annoyance build up unnecessarily. He picked her up again without so much as a word, even taking a slightly different approach based on the previous hold. As they were now, he could easily leave her sitting atop his forearm as they exited the changing booth and returned to the clothing stall. "Obaa-san! This is the coolest thing ever! Props to the seamstress!" he announced while Rindou grimaced on the sidelines.

The man Hiruko needed to collect was not currently reachable... because of a date. Hiruko considered that a respectable reason to be left alone for the time being. Besides, it wasn't like he had the time or ability to make that move now anyway. "Busy guy. I'm interested in meeting him for my own purposes, so I'll catch him when he's free," he decided. Miko thought it would take some effort to find the boat he and Kama were on, but Kama herself made a very magical suggestion. She could... 'pull' the girl to them? Hiruko figured she meant some form of teleportation magic. "Now that's what I want to hear when it comes to magic. That aside, sounds like you've got a wildcard adult toddler on your hands. If guns are gonna be the safer thing to use for that one, I can make it happen. There won't be a serial, so extra care should be taken to avoid being caught with it."

[Apollymi]

According to Kazuhiko there were a few caveats to his 2000 year claim. Kei had made decent friends with her fellow tsundere Angelica so she was a bit familiar with how... she'd come to be in the non-magical world. "Hai hai, I am a bit familiar, Ruri-chan and I made friends. Details aside though, that's still a lot," she expressed easily. Still, she could agree that magical life was weird to live with, she'd not even spent that much extra time in her prime, but she'd definitely spent a lot of time in that dungeon and had taken a whole different like of progression. "Hm, Munetsuchi is a special exception... everyone there is born around level 30 at least and goes up. I worked up as a normal person in Ragunna. And then... I was able to level up quite a bit as a spider, I was about level 60 by the time I was found. And I had lived over 500 total years," she mentioned. Still the wandering samurai was a nice look and one he apparently liked as well. He claimed he'd keep it and add some armor to it. "That's a great idea...eeep!~" Kei squealed once again as she was carried in a slighly different hold. It was a pleasant surprise and she couldn't help but enjoy the extra vantage point and enjoy the fact that her feet wouldn't be hurting either. Meanwhile that older woman looked when the lad and his date emerged from the dressing room. "Oya? That's a nice look for you... " she said her eyes traveling the whole of his attire. "Oh my quite nice indeed. I'm sure she appreciates it..." she mentioned. Only to have that same brown haired girl peek out from behind the curtain. That 'oh my' had a specific kind of implication, because though those close were perfectly tailored to draw the eye away from certain aspects of physical form for overall appeal... if one knew what to look at, certain things were quite clear, including the bulge in the lad's shorts which was well beyond massive. A rather sudden decision was made and a girl with a ponytail and ornate kimono with bright red eyes appeared. Her skin pale and her disposition a bit angry. "You wear it well... so you're welcome. Also pull out your phone. I'll give you my number so you can call me in case you need... " she paused for just a second, as her gaze shifted right down to his manhood and she approximated its size. "Tailoring later..." she mentioned. This young woman might have been recognized as the reclusive, Ito Chiori, the owner and proprietor of the Chioriya Boutique.

Meanwhile, Miko was discussing several things with Hiruko, including the fact that he apparently wished to meet Kimura Kazuhiko for himself. He claimed that he was a busy guy which was true, but it was also good to know the interest in meeting him was already there, hopefully not just because of the whole 'card shop' fiasco. "Oh, that's good... I was planning to introduce you regardless. I think you'll get along," Miko mentioned easily. Hiruko was a rather easy going guy, but she saw some likeness between them that she could tell even from their limited interactions. At the same time, Miko was popping her head into the house, and picking up both her regular messenger bag and the newly packed bag from Peach John, if only because that one was meant for somewhere else, and if she got the chance she planned to drop it there. "Kaya, I'm popping out for a bit. Also... we could stay at the casino as I was reminded earlier... I'm going to run it by Kazuchii when he gets back. Oh, and no worries, Soma is recovering in the van. He's awesome♪~" Miko said that last part with a grin on her face. "Oya? You look happy about that... I'm glad. We'll have to talk a bit more later. I forgot about the Casino and Resort thing, it's oddly hard to keep track of privileges in non-emergency times," Kaguya admitted. Ai who was beside her had something else to offer. "Don't wander around after curfew without a man or an adult," she pointed at Miko specifically. "Hai hai... I'm out." she said. "Saku-chan, I'm ready when you are..." she said. As for the last part of Hiruko's statement she'd be answering it after Kama tugged that string, pulling her and her bags clear towards them from the other side of city through magic. Miko would be standing directly in front of Hiruko phone in hand feeling a bit wobbly. "Weird. That's sudden... awesome though. Also he's not so much a wildcard. He's ambitious and impatient but not a bad lad, clever as hell but his magic is necessarily offensive and he's really pretty so giving him an easier way to kill people is a better choice," she said as she hung up her phone. "Hello...Sa..." she paused looking at Sakura fully and noting the difference. "Sou ka, whole new Avatar. New face, who's this?" she asked of Sakura. "Kama is this one's name, that's a very interesting clothing choice..." she said her eyes now on Miko but she was still holding that string what a strong connection there was.

[Bloodedge]

It wasn't surprising at all that Kei and Angelica became friends with each other. In a way, they were two sides of the same coin ─ both adorably prickly on the outside and fluffy within. "That's so awesome. I'm glad Angie's got more friends coming in. Don't leave her hanging, yeah?" he requested earnestly. Of course, Kazu understood that his constant disappearances likely caused or fueled a form of complex in Aincrad's Holy Princess. If others were better friends than him, however, there was hope yet. Moving on, Kei mentioned her own level after becoming a spider in the Labyrinth. Sixty was quite a feat; 500 years sounded about right. "That Labyrinth has to be pretty strong if you were able to reach sixty from normal after half a millennium. That'd be normal in Chaldea, but the lower world... it takes going after some legendary monsters," he mentioned. Moments later, they were outside again and addressing the old woman at the stall. She liked the look on him as well... but there was something else in her follow-up that seemed quite familiar. Where were her eyes going? Either way, that was all it took for the designer herself to come out of hiding. Kazu was stunned silent initially. This woman looked like a dress-up Kokeshi brought to life and given divine visage. How did he keep stumbling upon such incredible women?! This one was immediately demanding that he produce his phone for a number exchange, claiming it was just in case he needed... tailoring. That also sounded familiar, though only thematically. Kazu did pull out his phone. Naturally, he wouldn't deny this woman his number for any reason. "Sure... I was just thinking about something like that, actually. Kimura Kazuhiko... desu..." While that exchange took place, Rindou went from silent brooding to a near-rampage. "GAH-PPFFFF!" he muttered incoherently. Who was he even going to speak to? Well... no one in particular, really. "Ito Chiori herself! She never makes appearances! What sort of setup is this?!"

All the while, Hiruko was awaiting the apparent teleportation of Miko. After only a short wait, he saw something that had a bit less fanfare and the like than he expected. Miko seemed to just... appear ─ no flash, no glow, no sparkles. Hiruko immediately ended the phone call and let go of the phone entirely. He, too, had an observation to make about Miko's current outfit. "That's a good look on you, Kocchi. Bold, sexy, commanding! Nice choice~" he praised before moving on to the gun-wielding child they were already discussing. "Ambitious and impatient, clever, not focused on the offense... sounds familiar. I used to be like that. Well... sort of. Like I said, I'll get something with no serial number. Can this kid be trusted? I'll believe it if you say he can be."

[Apollymi]

Apparently, there was no issue with the idea that Kei and Angelica had become friends. If anything, Kazuhiko encouraged her to stick with the blonde lass, she simply scoffed, "Of course I won't leave her hanging, she's cool..." she mentioned of Angelica. There was a certain earnestness to the former shut-in goddess and Kei wanted to expand their friendship. As for the challenge of the Labyrinth she could say it was high level for humans, given the number of them who didn't make it out of the place. "Yeah, the lowest level where I respawned had a Queen Teratect," she explained of the situation. It would be fun to go back through it and see what kinds of problems the creatures actually posed her human form that was more ready for combat. But such a conversation, would be lost as they went outside. The older lady behind the counter appeared to be hitting on Kazuhiko, but even someone like Kei couldn't say anything... she'd been trying to do the same all day. But the emergence of the brown haired girl from behind the stall seemed to make her eyes sparkle. Too bad, after Kazuhiko made his introduction it'd be Rindou who said more."Yes, I'm Ito Chiori, and people like you are the reason I don't go outside," she said cutting her eyes at the man. "As for you, Kimura Kazuhiko... you could be the inspiration for an entire men's clothing line. But you seem quite busy right now, maybe some other time. But you do wear that quite well... enjoy it, no one else will be getting one," she said with a smirk coming to her face. Kei had something to say, "I really like the shoes you design. A friend of mine bought a couple of pairs the other day and the scissor pair are amazing!" Kei complimented. "Oh? The kind I sell in the stores are always spiked heels, sou ka..." she started at Kei for a few moments her eyes traveling over her body and settling on her feet in those little flat shoes but she clearly had arches higher than many would ever know. "Give me the the clogs from the Tengu line smallest ones..." Chiori said to the lady behind the stall. "Hai!" the pair of shoes grabbed by the older woman were a white pair of clogs with a single stiff platform off a flat shoe. It'd mimic the high arch but have a very steep learning curve for normal people. She handed the box over to Kei. "Have these... you look like you can make them work..." she offered the girl whose eyes sparkled.

Meanwhile, Miko disappeared from the house she'd been inside and popped up in front of Hiruko and Kama as she was being called with little fanfare. Well, that wasn't entirely true. It would seem that Hiruko and Kama both had something to say about her outfit. Kama found it interesting and Hiruko had a full assessment of her new attire to give her, making a steep blush come up on her face as she rubbed the back of her head while sitting her two bags aside. "Chiii♪~" she chirped in a tone that held quite a bit of magical power. "Not just ears, also voice..." Kama commented. "I'm glad you like it... I don't remember how I ended up with it though... it's part of my lost time. I thought it might be a bit too much. But I am appreciating the feedback, Hiru-nii♪~" Miko chimed accepting the compliment despite her sheepishness. As they moved on from that the thoughts of Soma came forth, Hiruko claimed he'd shared the traits Miko had pointed to this individual having and wanted to know if he could be trusted. He claimed he'd believe her if she said so, "That's the second or third time someone has said that to me... I don't know why my opinion holds so much weight," she said. "Honestly, he's too ambitious to create problems for himself. He won't make any enemies he doesn't have to... his goals are a bit too wide for him to cross anyone..." she said honestly. "He's trust-worthy, just... don't cross him. Some of the first words out of his mouth after being born were that he'd repay both kindness and betrayal alike 1000 fold. And he said that to his mother... he won't take betrayal at all... and I'm being honest, I want nothing to do with anything he'd consider a real punishment. Demons are dangerous but they are all about their word. If he says he won't do something... he won't," she explained. "Sou ka, a little demon was born among the children then. An-chan didn't send me pictures..." Kama complained. "Don't blame her, I doubt she'd dived fully into the tech, and Kaya couldn't help her with it. Kazuchii and I also disappeared in the middle of the shopping trip so... it was probably a bit traumatic for her. Besides that the kids are all of their own minds they may not all agree. I've got pictures of everyone though, well, except the one I was most recently talking about..." she said handing over her own phone which she unlocked so Kama could scroll through her pictures for the day. "Now, then... how are you feeling, Hiru-nii? I'm here to help!" Miko offered as she walked over to the man. She stared in his eyes placed a hand against the open spot on his chest and felt both the beating of his heart and the movement of his mana, as she was preforming something of a diagnostic on him, he'd feel the gentle warmth and tingles from the tips of her fingers.

[Bloodedge]

"Awesome. I'm counting on you," Kazu said regarding Kei's friendship with Angelica. As their discussion continued, Kei made clear a very questionable form of monster that appeared within the Labyrinth. Queen Teratect was a well-known spider monster, perhaps the most dangerous of them all by no small margin. "Those are way up there in terms of threat level. One could probably beat a Wyvern without much difficulty," he chattered. By the time they were met by Ito Chiori herself. Kazuhiko didn't have a clue who she was or why the name was so important, but he did know she was yet another ten-out-of-ten. Rindou knew quite a lot about this woman... but lo, she was also another who hated his ilk. Her focus was more on Kazuhiko than the annoying male, as she claimed he could inspire a male clothing line. "Eh?! I thought I looked cool in this, but that's a bit much, isn't it? And what do you mean no one else? Obaa-chan said it was a prototype," he expressed. They would stick around for a bit longer. Kei expressed an adoration of Chiori's shoes, mentioning a pair purchased and worn by Miko. While Chiori was having her employee collect a pair for Kei specifically, Kazu was piecing things together. "So... big designer? I've never heard of it, but those shoes were really cool," he mused.

Miko's current outfit choice would have had Hiruko feeling a bit frisky... but alas, he couldn't manage anything like that. In fact, Hiruko's movements of his hand just to call her required some hard tweaking to the way he approached his own movements. "Well, some people think enough is too much. Maybe too much is enough?" he philosophized. Regarding the faith two or three people had in her, Hiruko had no real answer for the conundrum. Well... he had one from his own perspective, but that was about it. "You're skittish and have an honest face even when you try to conceal parts of the truth. Even if you tried to lie outright, I could tell what you really meant," he explained. "But you're not like that. If you have faith in someone, you've got a good reason," he added. More information about the 'child' they spoke of was given, all sounding more and more familiar to Hiruko. That sort of attitude and those kinds of morals were well-suited enough for a bit of faith. Hiruko himself offered others the freedom to screw him over, but even then... he knew failure to backstab him properly would allow similar retaliation. "That's enough info. Every detail makes it sound like this kid came from me," he mused absently. Moving on, there was Miko's approach and wellness check. For starters to give an example of what was happening, Hiruko lifted his left arm and repeatedly extended his ring finger. "How do I feel? You tell me, doc. I'm not sure this is what swinging my leg and winking is supposed to be like~"

[Apollymi]

"You can count on me... Ruri-chan, is one of us now. The Student Council doesn't abandon members~" she said confidently. She even had no problem speaking for the others in this case, knowing that they all felt the same when they made friends. Moving on from that point, Kazuhiko knew enough about the legendary spider known as Queen Taratect to know that such a creature could defeat a wyvern. "Yep... they definitely can... there is also a different evolution line if one understands how they can become human," she with an amount of pride which would likely make it obvious that would hint at her enjoyment of such a creature on a deeper level. At the same time, Kazuhiko was definitely proving that he wasn't thinking about the regular parts of this scenario playing out in front of him, the older woman chuckled behind the counter. "Ito-oujou says prototype but she's an artist... she means she doesn't plan to mass produce that particular look. It's one-of-a-kind for a one-of-a-kind," the lady mentioned. "Mass producing looks so tailored to a specific individual doesn't feel right. I work on my own terms... always," Chiori said casually. Besides, that she had a standard for customer behavior and as such she wouldn't be making a look like that for anyone else, even if the asked for it directly. As for the shoes, she handed over a pair to Kei who squealed with excitement, she tapped Kazuhiko's shoulder to be let down so she could wander over to a bench and change them. "Ooh~ Arigatou gouzaimasu!~" she chimed happily. "Yeah, I'm a designer... I own a couple of boutiques and I make custom designs for people I like and mass produce other things to fund my hobby. I am glad you get enjoyment even out of pieces that aren't made for you..." Chiori stated earnestly. All the while, Kei was slipping into shoes which looked way too high for normal standards and didn't seem like they should be easy to balance on, and yet when she stood she walked with much greater ease than she'd managed before. Poor Rindou seemed to be rendered completely speechless or maybe there was too much going on for him to interject currnetly.

Meanwhile, Miko heard the philosophy of Hiruko and decided something about it hit her ears just right. "Sou ka, I like that. I think I'll keep it... box it♪~" Miko chimed. Still the amount of faith that everyone placed in Miko's judgement of others was something she couldn't understand. But... Hiruko had an insight she'd not yet considered. Miko stood while Kama scrolled her phone looking at the pictures she'd taken on their exit of the house to keep track of everyone. "Aww... you guys did a good job, for your first goes at making children the magical way~" Kama mentioned while scrolling. "Arigatou, but I needed a lot more help... I really can't focus on creative projects very easily," Miko mentioned. But what of Hiruko's assessment. she heard and processed his words. "Sou ka, that's... a fair assessment of me as a whole. Miko doesn't tell lies. It's a good perspective to have... thanks♪~" Miko mentioned. She'd keep in mind why people asked things of her, and be conscious of what she backed to keep from leading anyone astray with her wildness. As for Hiruko's understanding of the situation surrounding one Asakura Soma... he was right, but that wasn't a her conversation to have, and so silence would be her option. Moving on from that point... Miko asked about his wellness, and listened to his movements. He could hear what moved and feel in her hands what he was trying to do. His body and soul were on inverted controls currently. She chuckled, "Ehehe♪!~ No, those things aren't supposed to work like that. Seems like you have your signals crossed a bit, Hiru-nii..." she mentioned as mana pulsed in her finger tips and she continued talking. "You're slightly out of sync between your newly forming mana circuits and your already existing magical body. It also doesn't help that you were already using magic anyways♪~" Miko mentioned. "So, I think we just have to get your soul and body in the same rhythm," she said while tapping a gentle beat into his chest with her mana pulsing ever so gently to the same beat she could hear coming from his heart. "Have you experienced any shifts in your sensory perception, extreme changes in temperature, sight, smells or sounds?" she asked, mostly just to keep him talking while she worked.

[Bloodedge]

Monster Spiders could become human? That was news to Kazu, who'd been adventuring for a millennium. Information like that was either amazing, dangerous, or both ─ probably the latter. If he had the chance, he'd really like to see one of those. For now, he was still awaiting the information transfer with Chiori while hearing the old woman's explanation about the outfit being a one of one design. If that were the case, he'd definitely be going through with the original plan if possible. That 'tailoring' session wasn't a bad idea at all. Well... perhaps that was never the intention, but he still wanted it in those terms. Moving on, he was being tapped by Kei to suggest a release. Some rather intriguing new clogs were offered to her, so he could confidently let her take care of things herself from there. While she did that, he'd be speaking with Chiori himself. "That's cool. I've never seen a uh... local who makes things by those rules. Some old blacksmiths in the boonies, maybe, but it's an awesome outlook! I'll take care of this outfit forever, but... are you able to do armor visuals by chance? I'm gonna eventually want some mix-ins for situational use. Does that count among tailoring needs?" he asked. All the while, Rindou remained silent... but only outside of his own head. Inside, he had infinite questions. What was happening? Why was this happening to him? Was this all prearranged? Was Ito Chiori taking an official stand against the IPC?

Miko latched on to the philosophy of too much being enough. Hiruko laughed, figuring she'd like it. "There's a joke to make there, but I don't think I've got it in me right now. Or... maybe I do? Maybe magic's just got me backwards~" he joked moments before the clause of Miko telling no lies. He completely believed her... though much like many others, Hiruko fully understood that she often withheld the entire truth in place of lying. Whatever the case, Hiruko showcased his functionally dysfunctional body, and Miko claimed his signals were crossed. Hiruko laughed once more. "Damn. Sakucchi said I needed a healer, but you're telling me I should have gone for an electrician? I could have done that easily~" he said. Some weird sensation was coming from Miko's fingers while they discussed and she performed her 'checks' if they still counted as such. Mention of 'mana circuits' had him chuckling again, as if he didn't have enough reason already to make the electrician joke. Oh well; she made it seem like an easy enough fix and further expressed her own knowledge of his prior, albeit accidental, magic use. Then came the question about his sensory abilities. Was everyone meant to have some innate heightened sense? If that were the case, his may have been askew for years. "Since this happened? No. But if it counts, I could always feel a lucky streak coming along. Sakucchi made it sound like that was the kind of magic I've been using."

[Apollymi]

Monster Spiders could indeed take on more human forms as they evolved, it was a unique possibility which Kei could confirm. But that was a conversation for another time, for now, Chiori was speaking with Kazuhiko, while using her phone to transfer her information to him, and expecting to receive his in return. It would seem he'd have every reason to give it as well... the lad had quite way of speaking and definitely wasn't discouraging her initial thoughts about him being a himbo. He liked her outlook and compared it to blacksmithing, the likes of which she could only compare to old Samurai movies. "Sou, you mean like for a cosplay type of thing? I design those occasionally. I usually don't do the accessories but... I also didn't always make shoes. Give me some time to work on the design a bit more. I can add it to the tailoring, I like challenges. It's not often I get to make those kinds of upgrades.~" Chiori mentioned as if she was excited. She also noted the approach of Kei and she seemed to be much more comfortable in those high clogs with the single point around the arch of her foot. "These are totally awesome~" Kei chimed. "Good, I'm glad you can make use of them... text me sometime and enjoy the rest of your date..." Chiori said. Looking at both individuals side by side she could appreciate the contrast between a wandering samurai and the first daughter of the shogunate, or something similar.

Meanwhile, Hiruko was making a joke about magic having him backwards, which earned him a laugh from Miko. "Ehehe♪!~ That's terrible, Hiru-nii♪~" she chimed but it was all in good fun. She'd easily accept the logic he gave her whenever it was possible. More jokes were coming from him as he lamented his present state, her words bringing up the idea that he could have called an electrician. "I mean sure, but I doubt they'd allow themselves to be teleported straight to you," Miko said joking right along. The entire time she was having a good time and coming to understand the state of his mana and those mana circuits which weren't quite ready yet. "Not naturally creative, nor naturally destructive... I can see how you might have had issues. But you made two... and they came out properly aged, that's great really," Kama said. There were three images she couldn't identify as children but she could make assumptions about, "This blonde, the pink haired girl and the white haired one... are they your friends?" Kama asked of Miko as the girl herself continued to scan the body of Hiruko. "Hai, Hayasaka Ai, is our oldest friend. Great, a bit of a shut-in... really into tech and writing, is the blonde. Totsuka Chika is the pink haired one... she's... Ast...I mean Saika's twin, I feel like that explains enough. She requires adult supervision but her heart is in the right place. The white haired one is... Shirogane Kei, she's the youngest of our friend group, a bratty crybaby, tsundere tendencies. Wait that might not make sense, she acts a bit like Angelica... that might make it clearer, but good at managing things, especially numbers. They're my besties and the other apprentices, weird how that works out..." Miko explained of that trio. According to Hiruko he'd not had any major changes since this happened but would call himself possessing the ability to feel good luck coming on... Miko heard him and nodded. "Hm, yeah... I'd call it luck too. Actually ingesting your mana as a side-effect which makes one lucky even after leaving your presence directly. For a while yesterday I felt like absolutely nothing could go wrong... I accomplished so many important things," Miko mentioned. "Still, do you have regular upgrades to your senses, like do you know what we taste like, can you hear the magical quality of my voice, do you feel the tingling of our skin contact..." Miko asked. All the while that tapping of her ring finger on his chest seemed to have found a steady rhythm, and now she was feeling his mana and pulsing back against it. As if she intended restore sensation from his lower extremities upward, since his mind was apparently still working already. Left leg, right leg, torso, left arm and right arm... would feel the pulse of her mana in that strange beat, aiming to pull all his parts into harmony.

[Bloodedge]

The best way to explain his desire for armor pieces was, indeed, for cosplay purposes. "Something like that, yeah. As realistic as possible though, if that makes sense. I'll make a call later and we can work something out?" he asked while sending his information into Chiori's phone. By the time that exchange was done, Kazu's gaze was shifting to meet the arrival of Kei in that new pair of clogs. She thought the new pair was awesome, and Kazuhiko was shamelessly checking out her feet until... he realized that was probably a weird thing to do. "They are. No idea how anybody walks around like that. Oh! It's like you've done that pillar training thing!" he claimed. Being urged to enjoy what remained of their date, Kazu was content to move on with it right away. "Hai hai! Arigatou!" he said to Chiori and the elderly woman, bowing to both. Upon rising, he looked to Kei once more. It seemed he'd actually forgotten about Rindou's presence entirely when speaking. "Anywhere specific you wanna go next?"

The electricians Hiruko spoke of may have actually enjoyed being teleported directly to him, in spite of Miko's assumption. It seemed the laughter wasn't stopping any time soon, as he even laughed about that idea. "I wouldn't be too sure. My favorites to call are massive nerds, and I say that lovingly. You'd probably have to shut them up long enough to explain that it wasn't some experimental teleportation pod that got them here," he mused before hearing Sakura mentioned the details of Miko's friend group. As Miko gave the list, something caught Hiruko's attention. "Totsuka...?" he whispered. He knew that name, and he knew of some individuals with pink hair. How strange. That would likely become something he had to revisit later, but first came the healing process and the reveal of how his 'luck' affected others. Though this magic stuff seemed to work on strange mechanics, Miko alleged feeling like she could accomplish anything after her time spent with him. Well... that made an interesting mental image. "So it's not just those guys? What, mana is carried by bodily fluids ─ stuff like that? I put mine in you, you feel lucky. I get yours... and my car karaoke gets better?" he said with an upward inflection, though it was less a question than it could have been. Further questions from Miko could be easily answered as well, even as Hiruko was noticing his fingers twitching in sequence. "There was always a taste; I just couldn't rationalize it with anything I understood. I don't know about any magical voice stuff, but I'm feeling a bunch of tingles from whatever you're doing right now," he answered.

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko, asked Chiori for cosplay armor pieces as real as possible. Such an odd request, but it was made with such a good natured tone. Usually special requests annoyed Chiori beyond all reason, but for this lad, and a few others... she'd easily acquiesce. Besides, there was always something interesting about taking on a new challenge. "I've not tried it before, but... I'll do some research and do my best... later, Kimura Kazuhiko~" she said giving a little bow to him and Kei before going back to her little unnamed stall to continue her work. She would not even be bothering with Rindou and it seemed the pair of teens wouldn't be bothering either. Both seemed content to walk and talk, but Kei noted the look towards her feet and had something to say, "Prodolzhay tak smotret', budesh' putat'sya pod nogami." she uttered in Russian for the sake of their continued conversation. Moving on from that, what did she want to do? After a bow to the shop keeps she shrugged, "Festival Mochi Dango!~ I have a taste for something sweet!~" she exclaimed. Her movements in those clogs were definitely more relaxed and she was content to ignore someone like Rindou. Him not speaking was actually a great relief, if he wandered off in the moment, she'd have willingly let him off the hook for barking like a dog, just to keep having a good time.

Meanwhile, Miko was finding out that the 'electricians' that Hiruko spoke of, were probably just his tech people. The kind who were so deep into the science and science fiction world that they'd been called nerds in a loving fashion. "Love a nice nerd..." Miko muttered happily. That whispered utterance of Totsuka was one which was weird, "Not going to question that one," Miko uttered. At the same time, her hands starting to tap. Her fingers individually moving so that she could finish tuning the man sitting in the chair. "No, not just those people... everyone's mana seems to have different potency and effects. Some are alcoholic, some are mood enhancers or drugs, but some are just like sweets or something nourishing. Good on you, keeping track of the most important points... though I feel weird about the music being what anyone gets from me," Miko said as it was very weird to pass along her own mania... it would also make keeping her musical secret difficult around the truly clever people. Not that she worried about it in Hiruko's case, he'd definitely keep her secret whenever it was revealed or he figured it out. "Sexy brain is indeed a thing~" Kama mentioned. Her other questions were answered as well, "Sou ka, that's fine. Not being able to rationalize is a pretty normal initial reaction. I was really surprised to stumble upon you, I didn't expect a non-magical person to exist so fully after coming back here. Enhanced senses are pretty normal. You'll more than likely find it easier to use mana sensory abilities through your most naturally enhanced sense, but you can use others as well. Your natural training and instincts will likely lead you in the best direction once your mana circuits are complete and working properly," she explained. "As for the tingles, I am spreading my mana around and forcing pulses to reinforce your building circuits and using sound to tune them so they work in conjunction with your body... I'm almost done by the way, you've been among my most reasonable patients so thank you, Hiru-nii♪~"

[Bloodedge]

A quick farewell to Chiori and her coworker, or perhaps subordinate, was given before Kazu and Kei both decided to move right along. Just before that, however, Kei spoke Russian once more... for the purpose of threatening him if he kept staring at her feet. "Uh... it wasn't like that," he insisted. Kazu was telling the truth, but he was also being just as untruthful. It really wasn't like that... but it was quickly becoming like that at the time ─ something further enforced by Kei's threat. Kazu figured the best thing he could do at the time was shutting up and going ahead with the idea of seeking mochi dango. He could enjoy a set of desserts as well, but... Kazu was the only male present who thought shutting up was the right idea. Indeed, Sukoto Rindou had the opposite opinion. "Ho?! Do you think you can both just wander off like I don't exist now? There's still my victory tour ahead, I'll have you know!" he shouted haughtily. Only just remembering Rindou existed, Kazuhiko turned around, surprised. "Oh, damn. Too much awesome stuff happening... I forgot about that whole thing," he admitted.

Of course Miko heard that little whisper of the Totsuka family name. She decided it wasn't to be questioned, and frankly, that was the right decision in Hiruko's opinion. "Best not to," he stated plainly. While she continued her work on his body and mana circuits, he continued taking in information. This magical knowhow was going to be useful, he believed. Everyone with mana had some sort of flavor, some sort of effect, and clearly potency differences. Miko had her own opinion about the acquisition of musical talent from her mana. Hiruko had an opposing one. "Why have a problem with that? My steering wheel appreciates the quality improvement," he joked further. With Miko's explanation of magic functionality, he had much to think about. It seemed whatever magic he developed for active use had some innate flexibility based on his own instincts, perspective and general mentality. That was going to be interesting. More importantly though, Miko was almost done fixing his body. Hiruko could tell as much; those movements of his fingers were conscious efforts for once. The feeling was even looping back to his wrists and elbows, with the same being the case in his other extremities. "I can tell. Not a hundred percent just yet, but still somehow better than ever. Looks like I'll be able to go out and get my son's first birthday present today after all. I thought I'd be stuck here for ages otherwise~" he said, casually revealing his conclusion about the boy who needed a gun.

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko and Kei started up their date again, free of all unnecessary baggage. Though not without a bit of Russian flirting. Still, Kazuhiko was content to claim that his staring wasn't what she thought it was, which only made her chuckle. "Whatever you say...but you don't actually seem opposed~" she claimed oh well. With happy shoes on her feet she was content, she was even about to loop her arm in his as they made their way towards the mochi she apparently wanted. Only to hear a voice which made her happiness shatter into a million pieces. "Bespoleznyy grebanyy zhuk." Kei swore again, she was becoming so creative with the kinds of things she said, but she kept the general theme just the same. "It's easy to forget about vermin when they're being quite and scuttling along in the dark corners where they belong," Kei said as if it was a perfectly reasonable thing to say. "You could have left without embarrassing yourself. You could simply walk away... but no, here you are continuing to dig yourself a grave~" still they had agreed to the wager and even if they were having an admittedly better time without him, she still wanted her mochi and to spend time with Kazuhiko.

"Rule one it is♪~" Miko chimed. She wasn't often an evoker or claimer of Rule One, but she was definitely not opening any jars of worms surrounding the surname of Totsuka. While she looped and reinforced this man's newly forming mana circuits, they spoke of magic and all sorts of information that he might find useful. Still, he questioned her claims of passing along music being a bad thing, could she even explain why without outing herself? Did it matter if she did? "Yeah, I'm sure the car deserves some nice sounds too..." she mused in that same joking manner, choosing in this moment to skip her discontent. By the time he mentioned beginning to feel better, that same feeling should have been making its way into the trunk of his body, past his shoulders and hips and towards the core of his torso. "I figured you'd get that far on your own... in truth you also would have recovered without any interference if your mind had been recent along with the rest," Miko mused from a more physician style perspective. Sometimes it was really best to do a system shutdown and reset. As for his present, Kama had something to say and she was still going through Miko's pictures... "You really are brilliant, Hirrun~ " Kama mentioned first. "Are you getting something for the one I had too?" Kama asked not realizing she'd not mentioned what she'd been up to during part of her recovery time. "Oh, and why is this bond so strong, Micchan... Hirrun? I've been holding that thought for a few minutes but I don't have a valid explanation..." Kama asked in full curiosity, between her fingers the visual representation of their connection which was a vibrant shade of orange like it was trying to transition from red to gold, not that she'd mention that part.

[Bloodedge]

Was Kazuhiko opposed to Kei's threat? No; he absolutely wasn't. Based on her reaction, it seemed that sort of thing wasn't removed from her list either. Noted and logged. Kazu would probably find some way to address that later, but first... mochi dango! Well, that was the plan. In actuality, first came yet another interruption by Sukoto Rindou, a continuous thorn in the side of a simple impromptu date. From his perspective, Kei was still just being petulant. She thought he would embarrass himself just because she was giving arbitrary points to some body who had nothing going for him but attractiveness and too much apparent gym time. "Heh! You think I'm just going to sit down and take all this cheating on the chin? I'm still going to find a way to win this! You'll rue the day!" he complained. Kazuhiko stared blankly at the man. Cheating? He hadn't done anything of the sort personally, but he knew Rindou's type. The only answer that man was willing to accept, was his own victory... so there was only one thing to do. "I've got an idea. Let's throw away the points. All of them. We get the dango, then we each pick one location, and one gesture of any sort," he suggested. "And what purpose do you think that'll serve? A location and a gesture? It's a very poor suggestion," said Rindou. "First, it'll let this whole thing be over with an absolute answer. Second... a date is an adventure. When it's all over, did it mean anything if you didn't make a great memory? Maybe, maybe not. Either way, it's so much better when you've got the ability to reminisce on what happened," Kazu explained before looking toward Kei again. "What do you think?"

Hiruko's repairs were going smoothly. As time passed, he felt control of more areas on his body. In the meantime, there was a bit of chatter still keeping him occupied. He figured recovery would have naturally come at some point, but he couldn't just wait around until it happened. After all, Hiruko apparently had a kid to prepare birthday presents for. Ah... but that wasn't all. Kama asked if he'd be getting something for the child she had as well. Now, that was strange. These magical offspring were obviously able to be born shortly after conception, but... he could only wonder when she had the time. "The what? When and where did that happen? Wouldn't they be right here? We haven't exactly separated since yesterday," he said, finding a legitimate point of confusion. Regarding the bond Kama brought attention to, he hadn't a clue what she was going on about. Hiruko had neither baseline nor supporting information. Perhaps it could have been something to do with the recent healing process? No, that couldn't be it. "I couldn't even try to answer whatever you're asking now, Sakucchi."

[Apollymi]

Kei could almost not be pulled out of her good mood, except of course the fact that Sukoto Rindou wouldn't leave well enough alone. He'd been sown Kazuhiko had something he didn't, he'd been given proof that it was possible to build connections that even he didn't have through sheer luck. But still that wasn't enough for him, he claimed they'd been cheating "I already rue this day. And your existence... and I really don't appreciate the insinuation that I am being anything but fair," Kei mentioned without even changing the tone of her voice. No one was cheating, points were determined by her and fairness was offered and given. Kei didn't appreciate the insinuation that she'd been dishonest at all. Whatever the case, it seemed that Kazuhiko was also tired of Sukoto Rindou's constant interruptions. He proposed an idea which didn't sound to bad to Kei, but of course when Rindou claimed that it didn't make sense. Kazuhiko gave a full explanation which Kei heard out. It made all the sense in the world to her, she'd wanted to go on this impromptu date. "I think it's a good idea. I won't have to continue giving points to vermin for throwing his wallet at problems. And I'll get to have a good and noteworthy experience. So go on, we get mochi and you can both show me what you think will make this date worth remembering after its over," Kei agreed to the terms and conditions.

Meanwhile, Miko was helping Hiruko along in his recovery. She could feel it, and hear it... the echoes she'd heard in his voice were becoming fainter and fainter over time. She observed his movements and noted that he'd almost gotten back his own movements. Still there was a bit of chatter to keep him mentally busy while the remaining changes were performed. Miko could feel the pulses a bit better. Instead, surprise and general confusion was shown about the nature of their child. "I've been working on him since yesterday, but I finished him up right after my rebirth. I had a lot more material to work with, and Onii-chan thought it would be a good thing to do in that space between. As for where he is... he floated off, that was the explanation I was given while you were trying to hold on to yourself," she explained of the situation. "As for baby making in general, as long as you have enough materials, the kid will come out old enough to defend itself. Sometimes it can gain consciousness and defend itself from attempts to pull it apart... Kaya-sen ran into that issue, with your son. Today only one kid was born that needs adult supervision, everyone else came out in our own age range give or take a few years," Miko added for context. Beyond that was Kama's question about their bond. Once again Miko was staring at one of those strings... which Kama saw the world with. "Sou ka, Saku-chan sees the bonds between people conceptually like the threads of fate. But she doesn't have a lot of context for the full breath of human emotions so she sometimes has questions about how things came to be and how they work. Being honest here, Saku-chan. I don't know what happened. We only spent that one day together and though I feel like that's wrong I don't really remember the rest. I'm going to have to blame the rest on lost time on my end. Which is a shame because if I fucked you today and I don't remember I am going to be very upset," Miko said while looking at Hiruko her face earnestly pouty.

[Bloodedge]

The sun was setting over the festival, and one final challenge was issued. Kazu and Kei both seemed onboard with the idea of one hurrah to complete this silly little competition, though Rindou was skeptical. Kazuhiko, however... wondered more what he thought he'd gain from this. If Kei didn't like the man, winning a sudden contest in the middle of an interrupted date wasn't going to change the future. If anything, he figured things would be made worse... but oh well. "Fine! I'll go first when the time comes. By the time I'm done, you won't even have an idea! Maybe I'll even purchase a kennel for you, since you'll be easily confused for a dog by the end of the night!" Rindou proclaimed. Perhaps the most annoying thing about Kazuhiko in this moment was his indifference to everything Rindou was saying. In fact, he was absently looking around and mentally applying centuries of adventuring experiences to the near future. Without so much as another word, he was making his way toward the dango stand. Rindou followed along confidently, figuring the boy was mentally struggling to think of something ahead of time.

According to Kama, she'd been working on her child since yesterday. The actual birthing process had been handled during a time in which he was basically muted. Following that birth, however, the boy somehow... floated off. Of all the unusual things Hiruko heard today, that may have been the strangest yet. Whatever 'space between' she'd been taken to was apparently the proper place to have a child, but it was from that space that said child disappeared. By the time Hiruko managed any additional commentary, he was finally able to work toward sitting up properly. A stretched arm here, a rolled shoulder there ─ he was feeling quite alright. "Well it'll be hard to get something for a kid whose location I don't even know, but I guess I'll work on something for that one too. Any others I should know about?" he asked, seeming to target Miko with that question in particular. "I'd rather know before I start thinking about how these people are supposed to work on this planet. Can't exactly have some random young adult calling me dad, and identification might be needed in any case," he blabbered. Hiruko had nothing to offer about that strange bond Kama spoke of, nor did he have any memory of interacting with Miko this day. As crazy as things had been thus far, though, anything could have happened. Speaking of craziness... Miko would currently be receiving a phone call from one Mikami Takao.

[Apollymi]

The understanding of this situation shared by Kazuhiko and Kei was something which would apparently not even cross the mind of Rindou. Kei didn't like him, and there was nothing he could do to change that... if nothing else, the interruption to this date, his attitude the entire day and his inability to be thoughtful, were clear cues to the girl that he absolutely wasn't the kind of man she was looking for. Whenever she made it back to her father's house, emancipating herself and offering to sink his entire legacy if he didn't leave her be, was at the top of her list. For now however there were dango to be had, "Kak chto-to stol' malen'koye mozhet proizvodit' stol'ko shuma?" she wondered in Russian. Whatever the case, she was excited for her sweets and even more excited to know what kind of event Kazuhiko was planning. This date for better or worse, was already something which was going to be in her mind for a while but how would he be improving that? She couldn't wait to find out. Whenever she had mochi in hand, Kei would being her usual foodie fare, all while excitedly thinking over the coming event.

Meanwhile, it would seem that Hiruko was getting back to normal. Enough to move and begin stretching as he gained his motor-functions back properly. "Hai hai... it's an odd situation even to me. I think he's upset with me as well," Kama mentioned as if it was a perfectly normal thing to give birth to a child who might dislike her for whatever reason. As for the question directed at Miko, she gave it a bit of thought. "I am going to be honest, you could be one of my daughter's fathers. It's a bit hard to tell, given the oddity of my own creative process. I finished up my kids with Kazuchii, though and they have a lot of direct influence from my mentor and other stuff that was inside me at the time. The girl looks like she could pass for your sister, but she doesn't necessarily give off the kind of vibe that says you had a lot of input," she expressed. As for the oddity surrounding Sakura's powers and how she saw the world, Kama could say at the very least, that Miko understood her... it made her quite happy to know the girl understood her motivations a bit. A big final pulse of energy would come from Miko's palm and with it, she'd withdraw, "Let me know if you feel anything strange. But you sound right again to me so I think I've got you all lined up..." Miko said to Hiruko. But what about her ringing phone? Well Kama was scrolling pictures when a name popped up oddly enough without a picture. "Micchan do you have a brother? You're getting a phone call from Onii-chan..." Kama mentioned as she held out the device for the girl. Miko's attention immediately shifted but she'd still give a moment of reply. "I don't have a brother but I can't have his name in my phone for... reasons," she said quickly. "I have to take this though..." she said quickly, not giving anymore information and allowing the phone to ring about five times before she answered. "Moshi moshi, Takushi♪~ I wasn't expecting to hear from you today..." Miko said, which was the truth. When they last talked he'd claimed he'd be contacting her sometime the next day for their big collaborative project, whenever the man called Mitchel sorted himself out. At the same time Kama was staring at Miko letting go of one threat to touch another. The color of which was odd given the way Miko answered her question. "Sou ka, I understand..." Kama muttered knowing why she wasn't to make explanations.

[Bloodedge]

Even though they were all moving along to the proper dango stall for Kei's preferred selection, Kazuhiko remained mostly silent for quite some time. In that silence however, there was much contemplation. A few instigating words were sent his way by Rindou, but none of them seemed to register as Kazu took in the scenery and reached a state of inner peace ─ one that was found far more easily than normal. His eyes were constantly wandering, taking breaks only to shift in Kei's direction and ensure everything was going smoothly with her dango purchase. All the while, Rindou's decision was coming with ease. He even fell silent as well, if only to shift away and set things up. Whenever the pair of youngsters were done indulging in confections, he'd be ready and waiting by another stall ─ one sponsored by the IPC's newest product that he happened to be here to market. Surely nothing could compare to a bit of early access of a desirable product. . .

Kama believed the child, who could have only been alive for the past hour or so, may have been upset with her. Hiruko didn't have a clue why or how that could be possible. He'd seen some toddlers who looked angry, but even those were mostly pictures shared to the masses for comedic purposes. Still, Sakura seemed so nonchalant about that mention. "Not too bothered though, huh?" he wondered. Either way, Hiruko had two children for certain... and perhaps a third? Even Miko, the would-be mother, wasn't entirely sure. "And here I thought I was going on a crazy mental tirade about group concession after hearing Sakucchi mention plural dads. That'd be fine either way. I think I'd make a better stepdad than a real dad regardless," he mused half-jokingly. The more Hiruko moved around, the more comfortable he felt in his own skin. This feeling was not unlike a full sauna trip and a relaxing workout ─ one that left him energized in the aftermath. "I don't think there'll be any problems here. You're free to treat me anytime, doc♥~" he flirted while attention was brought to Miko's ringing phone and her... brother? No. Apparently, she didn't have one of those. Well, such things happened in friendly interactions; Hiruko wouldn't be prying. On the other end of the line, Miko would hear a Takao that was once again just slightly intoxicated. "I didn't expect to call you today, but get this: Mitchel somehow lost his tour bus. He's here with me now... and uh... sober."

[Apollymi]

They moved along, Kei ordered her dango and paid for them without thinking about it too much. Even without knowing exactly what Rindou had planned she was willing to take a wild guess it was another random product or expensive thing. Truly, she didn't like the idea of arranged marriages because of the types of attitudes these older men had. The entire time they'd been on this date, she'd only become more sure that they'd never work as a couple. She'd hate every second they were together and she had enough life experience to know, the runner her mother pulled on her father would be a kindness compared to how she would act. Her four orders of dango were picked up and then she approached Kazuhiko directly. "Here! Have one with me..." she offered to Kazuhiko. She truly planned to enjoy these so she approached a nearby bench for the pair of them to sit on for just a moment and picked up one of her dango sticks. It had one green, one white and one light pink dango on it. And they were considered good luck and festive food. "I love these, it's like three different food experiences at once. It's great!~" Kei chimed.

At the same time, Kama was discussing her child who she thought was upset with her. Some children did just have angry dispositions and she might have blamed that given what her first son looked like, "No I am not worried. A child of wisdom should be able to work through it's emotions eventually. And if he feels I wronged him during his creation I can make it up to him..." she said carefully. Still, she didn't consider anything she'd done during his creation to be bad. Beyond that the idea of shared parentage, was something that crossed Hiruko's mind weirdly. "I have five fathers, multiple parents putting in on children is the way to get well rounded children, who can evolve and walk many different paths," Kama mentioned. Meanwhile a simple thought slipped from Miko before that phone call... "Step-daddy is a good way to think about you~" Miko uttered with flirty tone only to gently reconsider. "I fell so far..." she mumbled abashedly, still she meant that comment. As for his physical condition, from what she could hear, he was fine and from what he had to say... he'd recovered nicely. "Hai hai, I'm glad I could help. Call me anytime♪♥~" Miko flirted just before answering a rather tense phone call. Kama had heard Miko's reply and the lass had offered to always answer her questions so she was amassing a list for the time period. "Why wouldn't she be able to put in his name?" She wondered. Of course Miko would get back to that... for now, she was answering yet another phone call from a Takao she could tell was mildly intoxicated, "Am I drunk? Those words you strung together didn't make any fucking sense." Miko asserted flatly. The name Mitchel and the word 'sober' didn't belong in the same sentence she was certain. "Was it like on purpose? Is he like trying to get clean? And how does one lose a vehicle in modern times? Especially one that size? Is he okay to perform? Are we still doing the thing?" Miko uttered quickly. Part of her excitement this week was going into a new recording session with these two individuals. But what was a sober Mitchel? She'd not heard any of his new music, mostly because she couldn't get into the sorts of venues he played normally so she was quite looking forward to it.

[Bloodedge]

In the midst of Kazu's contemplation, he was approached by Kei. The movement occurred while he wasn't looking her way, but his attention was grabbed quickly. It seemed she'd decided to share the acquired dango. How strange. The way she enjoyed food, it would be easily assumable that she'd also hoard food she liked. Either way, it wasn't an offer he'd be rejecting. Kazu reached out to take one skewer and subsequently joined Kei on the bench. "Hell yeah! Merci~" he said in the moment. Once seated, Kazu took what may have been an unusual approach to the skewer. One hand was used to pinch the topmost dango and pull it from the stick. Though it stuck to his fingers, he used them as a vessel for reaching his mouth. "It is, huh? Variety is always awesome," he agreed. All the while, Rindou was a few meters away, having his subordinates package the IPC's newest product: a pair of augmented reality glasses that were being upsold with the idea of improving the fireworks show experience. Interestingly enough, both Rindou and Kazuha were thinking ahead to the fireworks.

Kama had no problems with whatever emotions her son had. Well, she obviously had more insight than Hiruko did on the matter. As one who apparently had five fathers, she also had the necessary input to describe the functionality of having multiple. "That's not something I've ever seen in action, but that's just my belief system at play. I won't bring philosophy to your science when I've got nothing to work with~" he commented. With that, there was a... perhaps accidental utterance from Miko about a... step-daddy. Indeed, she'd fallen quite far. "You know what? I'll take it~" he said, laughing. Moments later, Hiruko had only one additional comment to give. Kama didn't understand the necessity of hidden names. Well, she'd been hanging around him since the day before; she'd have to find out eventually. "Because sometimes hidden identities are necessary... for any number of reasons. Think of how I can't have a teenager calling me dad, and you can't have one calling you mom. It's questionable. Besides those reasons... protecting someone's identity from the general public or specific enemies is a good thing to do," he explained. All the while, Takao was on the phone being bombarded with a series of questions ─ questions that felt like they were coming without a single breath between. "Woah woah! We're two seconds into the call and you want me to write his biography? We're still doing the thing. And... he's technically good to perform, and is working on something now. But, that's the problem. His tracks have always been pretty concerning, but what's coming together right now feels... really bad. If you're able to, you should get here and check it out before it's time to record."

[Apollymi]

Kei went and got her sweets and she was willing to share them with Kazuhiko. Specifically, she was the type who would hoard food she enjoyed, but she was also the type to share with someone she thought deserved it. Kazuhiko could appreciate a nice snack food and as such he was to be given one of hers. Not many people received such treatment from Kei, it was one of a few ways she actually managed to show affection. "You speak French too? That's awesome~" Kei claimed, choosing to only acknowledge his thanks with a playfully turned up nose. "I don't share often but I know you appreciate it," it was such a backward way of accepting appreciation but she was kind of a backward person in this regard. Still, there was something else she wanted to share with him, before anything else, "Besides, you've been putting up with something pretty ridiculous just to hang out with me. You deserve a reward..." Kei mentioned, never one to take advantage of someone else's time and energy. She fully realized that dealing with her in this world was far more complicated than it had to be. Beyond that point they sat together and she watched as he had his first bite in a rather odd way. But she still enjoyed seeing it. She took a different approach herself. Biting the whole first one off the stick and squealing with delight. "Oommm♥!~ It's so perfectly balanced and spongy. It's sweet but not overwhelmingly so. I love it♥~" she exclaimed. She'd then go on to push the others up the stick while she waited to eat each one. a similar amount of excitement happened with each.

Meanwhile, Hiruko was making the claim that he'd never seen something work but he wouldn't bog down Kama with his own philosophy. "Hm, science and philosophy aren't so separate where I come from..." Kama mentioned casually. Still, she appreciated the sentiment. Beyond that, Miko claimed to have fallen, using the term 'Step-daddy' in a way that implied to Kama that she was among those who called Ajax 'Daddy'. "That answers that question..." Kama murmured about Miko's words. At the same time, Hiruko claimed that he'd take the title of 'Step-Daddy'. Miko turned to him and stared a grin coming to her face, feeling better about that lost utterance. Once Miko was on the phone however, Kama's question was answered by Hiruko. "Sou ka... that makes sense I suppose. Subterfuge seems to be a normal part of life, even for innocent and honest people," Kama contemplated. And while that occurred MIko was busy hurling a thousand questions at Takao, who didn't take very kindly to it, "Yes, words man... you could write his biography." Miko snapped only to exhale, knowing that had come from somewhere else. But there was information being processed in her mind. The one called Mitchel was apparently making music that had gone from concerning to bad. "How bad is bad? I mean happy sad songs are kind of his thing..." Miko said trying to give it some consideration. "And like does he need something? I can probably help pick him up something," she offered freely as she always would for certain people.

[Bloodedge]

Kazuhiko once again had to realize how little he'd been sharing about his past in the other world. The surprise after he spoke a phrase in French wouldn't have existed otherwise. "Oh... yeah. I keep forgetting I haven't even mentioned who I am. I grew up French the second time. I ended up being one of the historical figures. I'm guessing you already know about those," he mentioned. With that, they were moving on to the consumption of dango. Kazu had only one skewer, but he'd have only consumed one anyway. Frankly, they'd been through a lot of food today. He was more than content to consume what he had, with reason behind his strange method. Kei was the first to praise the dango. Surely it was for the best that she was, as he'd never have respected it the same way she did. "You're right," was all he could say, agreeing while plucking the second dango from its stick. Before tossing that one into his mouth as well, Kazu circled back to the allegation that he deserved a share of the confection. He wouldn't waste time arguing whether it was deserved or not, but he did have to argue the reason. "I haven't been too bothered about anything going on, actually. I've forgotten about the whole competition thing at least twice, and I think it has actually been a good excuse to see some places we might not have walked by otherwise."

Kama claimed there was little difference between philosophy and science where she came from. In all actuality, Hiruko figured as much. Alas, he had enough things to come to terms with... and it seemed he was keeping an ear open for Miko's conversation as well, though for no particular reason other than the habit of keeping informed. Only when Kama spoke of subterfuge and its use even by the honest people did Hiruko have more to say. "Lying, scheming, sneaking ─ it's all just survival tactics at work. Most people I know find success in making themselves the least noticeable people in the room," he said. Meanwhile, Miko was being a little snippy toward the 'words man' as she called him. "Well, sounds lady, why don't you just get a feeling for what's going on instead of asking me a thousand questions?" he responded with a bit of snark. As for the details Miko sought, Takao found it hard to explain. "Uh... yeah, happy sad songs are cool, but... it's not that. It's more like sad sad songs that just had a bad day," he explained as best he could. Takao thought to answer the question about Mitchel's needs immediately, but he hesitated upon wondering how she had the ability to acquire what they were discussing. "If we're having the same conversation right now, I have a thousand questions about why you're able to do that. You still haven't given the last album or two a listen, have you? Uh... pretty much anything gets thrown into his system, really. Pills, powder... generally all the stuff that doesn't make a guy look like he's on it."

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko hadn't been sharing much about himself, and for all her meddling, Miko hadn't been too forthcoming with information about him either. She'd left it up to each individual person to get to know him on their own terms. As such, confirmation that he grew up French in his second life was a new piece of information. And when shared in the context of this date, it felt, oddly humanizing. "Hai, I know about those, my mentor is Emperor Zheng..." she said about noting historical figures. "I'm not as into history as some of the others... more interested in art, but if you're one of the bigger ones, I'd know who, I think..." she mused as if it was a perfectly normal thing to discuss. They were allowed their dating conversation and enjoyment of dango. Each one had its own flavor and thus would be enjoyed in order. It would seem that Kazuhiko shared her opinion and waited on it, for reasons she didn't even understand. As such she at the next one in peace. "Mmmmm♥~ It's mild with a gentler texture. Perfectly accenting the lingering sweetness of the previous one. It's such an interesting progression~" she queried. For her... food was like an adventure. Each thing something new to experience and worth experiencing. Meanwhile, the annoyance of this date was considered in a strange light. According to Kazuhiko the bug buzzing around them, technically led them towards things they may not have checked out on their own accord. And he managed to forget about the competition and have a good time regardless. "Sou ka... I didn't imagine you'd be such an optimist about it. It's a good attitude to have," she said softly. This man was very good at accidentally showing his beast features.

Meanwhile, Hiruko was explaining some of the more 'negative' aspects of humanity as survival tactics. Kama heard that had had some understanding of that situation, instincts kept people safe and tactics allowed people to navigate other sentient people. "Sou ka, it's probably a learned behavior then..." she concluded, knowing she'd be able to confirm the information with more observations. At the same time, Miko was having her usual snarky conversation with Mikami Takao. "I did get a feel for the situation and it caused normal amounts of confusion. My questions are completely warranted, sir." Miko finished that aspect of the conversation and easily moved on. Happy sad songs, were par for the course for Mitchel, but... the music he was working on was sad sad on a bad day. "Oh, well shit. Okay, yeah... I don't like the way that sounds at all..." she said quickly. Beyond that, there was the matter of help for the other man. There were a 1000 questions if they, were having the same conversation. "We are having the same conversation, and if there are a thousand questions... box 'em," Miko said. She was still the type of person to attack problems in order of importance. How she would manage to get what was needed wasn't important, she'd do so for a friend simply because she could. "No, I haven't given that last album or two a listen... he's one of the people I have an absolute preference for hearing perform his songs before I listen to them at studio quality and I can't go to the venues he likes to perform in most times..." she murmured. "Where are you guys? I'll make it there in a bit," she said in absolute confidence, with regard for the curfew or anything else.

[Bloodedge]

Kei's mentor was clearly one of Sakura's fathers, as it seemed was the case for Miko's entire friend group. Kazu had seen the whole group, but he was only vaguely familiar with one of them. Emperor Zheng was a name he knew, not very well, but enough. Whatever the case, Kei claimed she might only know who Kazuhiko's other identity was if he was one of the more well-known historical figures. It was a strange topic to approach. He liked being a recognizable, cool figure... but he also didn't want to be smug about it. As a result of that contradiction, introductions of his other self were quite strange in this world. Well, there was nothing to do but give the name. "Well... it was Charles Martel, the second. After I cleared the Labyrinth of Aincrad, it became Charles le Mange," he said simply after chewing through the second dango of his set. With that, he moved right on to the third while Kei further praised the flavor profile from her second bite. While chewing his third, Kazu rubbed his fingers up the length of his empty skewer to claim what flavor remained from it. "It is really good one after the other. Buuut..." A quick reveal of his forefinger and thumb showed fingertips coated in the flavor of all three dango. When he was done chewing his last, Kazu's thumb went straight between his lips. It was in such a way that he'd taste all three at once as a little bonus treat for himself.

The longer Miko's conversation went on, the more Hiruko figured he'd soon have another phone call to make. In fact, he was already moving to pick up his phone and ready a number ─ specifically the number of one Kirihara Kyoka. All the while, an argument the likes of what one would hear from an old married couple was taking place on that call. "Warranted? Yes. Plentiful and overwhelming? Also yes. If you're going to do that much of the talking at once, you may as well get on stage~" Takao teased. Regardless, Miko clearly understood the problem of what Mitchel's music currently sounded like, even without hearing it herself. She'd surely understand even better upon hearing it. They were both talking about acquiring drugs for the other musician, with Miko suggesting that Takao box all the questions he had. "I'm probably just never going to ask. Sounds like a can of worms, and I don't think I'd like eating that," he replied. "I get the preference. Help me get him fixed up; you know it'll be easy to get a live performance out of him after. Anyway, we're at a studio right now to get some early work done. Track my bus; it's right outside."

[Apollymi]

Kei's understanding of history wasn't as great as a few of the others. Her own interests were things like art and math... as such she had less mind for history, but she was still the top of her own class, so she had enough knowledge. The initial name of Charles Martel II wasn't one which Kei would have know. Ah, but what he said after that... caught her attention for multiple reasons. Charlemagne was an emperor, and one whom was mentioned quite a lot in history and by a certain fanatic type of individual. "Like the Emperor Charlemagne..." she said that aloud and managed to look surprised. Even so, in her head she was reeling. 'Mi-sen is never going to let any of us live it down. If all of her historical favorites list is hot!' she thought only to sigh. "You are surprisingly down to Earth to be someone like that..." she said simply, a compliment of his character as an individual. Even so, their shared meal was something worth comment. One after the other was good according to Kazuhiko but all together... was a different story. Apparently his choice in eating habit was done to have a taste of all three. "Sugoi. I thought I'd be the only one to do somthing like that..." she said. Having already eaten the last one on the first stick she picked up another one and swiped all three into her mouth sideways. She had a full mix of flavors and textures and at first all she could do was squeal happily. "SQEEEEEE♥~" Kei would be seen with both hands on puffed out cheeks chewing in the manner of the small child with hearts practically floating over her head as she fell in love with the flavor combination.

At the same time, Miko's half of a conversation was interesting to observe. Whoever she was talking with she was quite close to, and she sounded like she was planning a rescue of some sort. Miko's caring nature had her agreeing to help with a situation and Kama found it, surprisingly nostalgic. "She was also like this was Kazzun was falling apart when we first met," Kama murmured a small smile on her face. On the actual phone call, Takao had contrasting things to say about Miko's questions. "I am made of contradictions. Now isn't the time to find out how many I have, Takushi... don't tease me♪~" Miko said... that one may or may not have been some kind of threat. As for any questions he apparently had, he wouldn't be asking them... as apparently he saw this as some kind of act of can opening that would lead to worms. "As you like, we've got enough to talk about..." Miko said earnestly as she already needed to speak to him about his magical condition as well. "Get him straight, private concert, regular tracking. I was planning to replace my stuff in there tonight ahead of the sleepover anyway... Got it. Ja... I'll see you soon~" Miko mentioned willing to hang up and make progress towards getting where she needed to go and whenever the phone was hung up she'd be looking to Hiruko with big pleading eyes. "So, I need something very weird from you... and I know you probably caught enough of that for general purposes, but I'd feel weird not being upfront about it,"

[Bloodedge]

Emperor Charlemagne was technically Kazuhiko's proper title in the other world. He did question the legitimacy of that title after the way it was acquired, but there was no reason to discount it just yet. According to Kei, he was far humbler than she would expect for such a person. He could almost laugh at the thought of that. "You'd be surprised how different those people can be. You've met Hayami-sensei, right? Would you believe she's Saint Martha? Jeanne d'Arc and King Arthur are sisters, who... alongside King Gilgamesh and the Pharaohs Ramesses and Nitocris, are all famous streamers," he explained briefly. While the pair enjoyed a flavor combination in their own ways, Rindou was on his way back with that package in tow. Kazuhiko didn't get an opportunity to say anything else before that man was speaking again. "The winning move has been made! If you two are done, I have the one thing that will settle this!" he announced.

In the meantime, Miko's phone call was approaching an end in the strangest way. A note of her contradictory nature came with a threat that wasn't masked at all. "I never said anything about a contradiction, but whatever," Takao said flatly. Whatever the case, there was a functional plan laid out and agreed upon. It seemed Miko had already acquired some new items to leave in Takao's tour bus, so he didn't expect much of a wait. "Hai hai. Just send a blip when you're here; I'll let you in," he said before the call ended. Just then, a glance in Hiruko's direction finally confirmed what he'd been assuming the entire time. Miko had a request... and she was both right and wrong. Hiruko caught her half of the conversation, but the knowledge he had was worth more than just general information. In fact, he was already making that phone call to someone who could get what she needed. "You need drugs because Chase, who's with Dreameater right now, probably had his party bus nicked and doesn't have his fix. Already on it. I can get what you need, and maybe it'll only cost an autograph from one of them... or, maybe all three. . ."

[Apollymi]

Apparently, some pretty big deal people over in the other world, were normal... to normal adjacent people here. Kei ate while hearing out what Kazuhiko had to say, it was quite interesting. She even had time to begin the slow bites of each individual piece on the stick to try out a different order combination. Hayami Saori was one such individual. A few conversations had happened between the girls and that particular woman and it was quite true she hadn't been pegged as a saint at all. "Saint? I figured she was more or less just like the hard-ass teacher type," Kei mentioned but before any greater detail could be reached the return of Sukoto Rindou had been determined. Of course, he wouldn't allow them to just enjoy the parts of their date that included downtime. And not much to Kei's surprise he returned with a pack in hand and speaking of his 'victory'. "At least I'm already done eating. Go ahead..." Kei said with flat affect. She thought that at some point in the future, she'd definitely enjoy another date with Kazuhiko that didn't include this kind of animosity, where she could actually talk and get to know someone fully.

Meanwhile, Miko had been a bit too direct with her threatening nature in the end of that phone call. She'd definitely blame the amount of contact she'd had with Soma for that, but also knew that such oddities with her, weren't really a problem when it came to the relationship between her and Takao. With a demand for a blip upon her arrival that phone call would end without much drama. With that phone call ended Miko was turning to a page with a strange app on her phone. It was one she used when meeting with Takao in particular while he was on tour which she did to locate his tour bus specifically, but soon enough she was looking at Hiruko who seemed to actually have a good grasp of the situation. Her eyes widened gently at the mention of three potentially needed autographs but as someone else already had one, that wouldn't be that big a deal. "Yeah, yeah... apparently the equivalent of a variety box minus injectables and stuff that makes you look like you're on drugs. And I can get the autographs or provide one if that is the preference," she murmured. If this kind of thing continued, she was going to end up outed regardless of her own desire to stay hidden. "I really don't like these parts of my life overlapping..." she murmured while rubbing the back of her head. As for that phone call, it would ring a few times before the girl on the other end would answer. "If you're calling me, directly, right now... what you want better be so fucking easy..." No greeting, no well-wishes. Just a very straightforward opening that implied leftover annoyance.

[Bloodedge]

A casual discussion about other individuals who resided in the magical world was not allowed its proper continuance. Such was a point of legitimate annoyance, albeit only lightly, for Kazuhiko. There hadn't been much time or freedom to discuss Alaya, and it seemed half of the chances that came about were interrupted. This time, at least he knew the interruption was coming eventually. Sukoto Rindou thought it was finally his time to shine, his chance to claim victory over a lad he didn't even know the name of. For Rindou, this would be the last time he even saw the young brunette. The parcel he carried contained the IPC's newest leisure device: a pair of augmented reality glasses that he was sure he could interest Kei in! "Prepare to be wowed!" Rindou announced upon offering the box. "What you have in front of you now is the latest in augmented reality technology! More vivid colors, greater depth of field, UV protection strong enough to view a solar eclipse through the lens! Enjoy the IPC's latest as a personal gift from me, Sukoto Rindou! You see, this is what you can look forward to in the future: an endless flood of such luxury items! Keep them on you; the fireworks will be starting soon. You won't want to miss it!" he announced while Kazu tried his hardest to ignore every word the man was saying. For some reason, Rindou's sales pitch was inherently annoying to the lad.

Miko went on to explain what she needed. Moreover, she indirectly admitted to a topic equally indirectly raised by Hiruko. There were three autographs worth acquiring in the upcoming meeting. As an added note, she expressed her distaste for the two sides of her life blending together. "What parts of your life? I've got no idea what you're talking about, Kocchi♥~" he said. As far as Hiruko was concerned, he didn't know a single thing about her double life. In the next moment, he was at the receiving end of Kyoka's... oh-so-pleased voice. "Kyoppi, when have I ever asked you for anything difficult? You sound like you've been having it rough. I'd offer a massage, but let's talk shop. I need some masonry for my job and everything you've got for a headache. Concerts are getting loud, and I've got a few coming up. Think you can hook me up if I can secure you some autographs?"

[Apollymi]

Kei had finished her food, and once it was done Sukoto Rindou made... what she could only call a sales pitch. She sat looking at him, as he explained a new product being pushed by the IPC. Augmented Reality Glasses, which he got for her so she could watch the fireworks show with enhanced visuals even in real life. It was a gift and perhaps it could even be considered a thoughtful one but... once again it fell a little flat. Not because the product wasn't pitched well, but simply because the audience was wrong. Kei didn't want a life where she was given things just because she was attached to some random man. She'd take no satisfaction from a life of things without real experiences attached to them. "That was actually a reasonable product pitch..." Kei admitted. Still this wasn't a pitch meeting. It was for better or worse a date. The fireworks would be beginning soon, so she took the glasses but as she looked at Kazuhiko she could see more annoyance in his visage than he'd shown the entirety of the date so far. "What's wrong?" she asked of him, wanting his legitimate opinion on the matter given his lack of emotional care towards most of Rindou's interference for the duration of this date.

At the same time, Miko realized she didn't have to make full confessions or the like to Daikichi Hiruko. No, he figured out all necessary information and even when hearing her discuss not liking her lives intersecting, chose to ignore the obvious point. A soft smile came to her face in that moment. "Have I mentioned you're one of my favorite people, Hiru-nii♪♥~" Miko chirped. She definitely meant that statement, and at the same time, Kama had been putting together pieces of the conversation but she was still missing quite a lot of context. Concerts, people playing music and doing drugs. She'd heard the radio thing... but what did this have to do directly with Miko? What was wrong with the one called Mitchel? What was Miko's relationship to the one called Takao? A number of curiosities were presented and even with her advanced sight and understanding of bonds, it wasn't exactly clearing up. Beyond that the phone call to a certain green haired girl would be answered in a no nonsense kind of way. Kyoppi was what she was called and she scoffed at the childishness of that name, but still wouldn't really argue with it. "Ugh... I wore a white dress all day. And you often ask me for things that aren't easy..." she muttered, knowing he would fully understand the implications of her words. Ah, but he always paid well, and she enjoyed the things she got that weren't exactly easy to come by, so what was she doing this time? The code he spoke of had him receiving quite the hefty sum. And what he offered in return were autographs from a set of musicians currently in town. What was a few kilos of narcotics and some pills compared to rare gifts? Nothing really. "You're lucky, you know that? I'll definitely take the autographs, bonus points if you can snag me the rarest one. I'll obviously take that massage too, but not tonight, I'm working late. Anyway, I'll have that ready for you in a few, swing by and pick it up..." she claimed casually. "Oh, and while I am thinking about it. Anything else?" she asked as she always would in case the deal would be sweetened further in her favor.

[Bloodedge]

Having his offering called a reasonable sales pitch, Rindou actually took it as a massive positive in his favor. Based on Kei's usual reactions, he counted this as an absolute win. How could that boy ever compare to an IPC product exclusive, and an immediate improvement to the part of a festival most people got excited about? Well, Kazu wasn't thinking of competing. In fact, he was taking a while catching up to the fact that fireworks would soon start. Well on his way to catching up, Kei stopped to ask him what was wrong. "Huh?" he answered quickly. "Oh... nothing, it's just not something I really get or vibe with. I just don't get the point of taking something awesome, running it through a filter and saying it's better. Like, what's the point of making a great memory if there's something fake about it? What's wrong with fireworks as they... are..." Near the end of his clause, Kazu's speech slowed. He finally realized what was going on, sprung up immediately, and exclaimed: "Shit! Fireworks! We gotta go!" With that, he'd be reaching out to grab Kei immediately. There was no time to lose. Kazu would be sprinting toward Nakanoshima Park at ridiculous speeds, knowing he'd found it to be a good vantage point earlier. Rindou didn't have time to get a word in before the sudden exit. The marketing 'expert' was left shocked and failing to follow along while Kazu was bringing Kei toward what he deemed the perfect location. He even managed to snatch a blanket along the way, leave a couple thousand yen behind for it, and lay it out on the grass upon reaching the park. There they could sit among the flowers. "Whew! Made it! I did a lot of looking around earlier, and this should be an awesome view! Not a lot of people here with them walking the stall areas, but there's a clear line of sight that way to where the firework equipment should be launching. Besides, it smells like flowers! Who doesn't like when it smells like flowers?"

Had Miko mentioned that Hiruko counted among her favorite people? Maybe she did, maybe she didn't. Regardless, his answer wouldn't change. "Not enough~" he said with a wink. Moments into a phone call with Kyoka, he learned at least part of the reason she sounded so upset. Someone like her being forced into a white dress for a full day... had to be some sort of punishment, or it had to feel like one at least. "White, huh? Not that big a problem. Dye it red and tell Kimacchi it was my fault. You'll be off the hook~" he said about the dress issue. As for his allegedly frequent difficult requests, he vehemently denied all allegations. "That was ages ago. I haven't made one crazy request since I moved out," he argued. It seemed Kyoka would accept the autographs he spoke of ─ especially one that most people didn't know existed. Hiruko was already getting up to stretch his legs and prepare for movement. "Massage later, three celebrity signatures, no problem. If I'm short on the autographs, consider me in debt... but I've got one guaranteed. Just grab three things you want signed, and I'll get them handled. Oh! There is one more thing though, personal request. Got any Nighthawks laying around the place? Scratched, of course."

[Apollymi]

One day, maybe Sukoto Rindou would gain enlightenment, but today probably wouldn't be that day. Still, it seemed Kazuhiko had some ideologies to share with Kei. The thought that the creation of memories didn't need filters to make them better. He figured that things, moments, could be appreciated as they were that things didn't have to be made fake or 'enhanced' to be good. "Sou ka, I agree with that quite a bit..." she said finding his words refreshingly grounded. Ah, but Kauzhiko's excitement would be striking again, the fireworks which they all knew to be coming at the end of this festival day were something he wanted to see. Kei was soon brought along at top speed. All so they could head to Nakanoshima Park. He'd even grabbed a blanket to set up. And what was he saying? He's scoped this place out as the best place to see the fireworks from, and it smelled of flowers. "Sugoi!~ I love the smell of flowers!~ This is going to be great. Take a selfie with me?" she asked pulling out her phone to take a quick side by side selfie with the lad to help commemorate the moment among the flowers. If he acquiesced she'd snap a few and allow to a few to be snapped in return. Afterwards she'd be prepared to sit down calmly and watch the show... she'd not even bothered with those glasses or anything else at the moment. They'd even get to enjoy it with quiet between them since Sukoto had been lost somewhere along the way.

At the same time, a teasing jab was sent to Miko, she'd not told him enough he was one of her favorite people. Obviously, she'd be making that up to him posthaste. But he had a conversation to have mostly for her personal benefit, so she wouldn't be interrupting him. Kyoka was on the phone with him and after revealing the issue of the white dress, Hiruko claimed she could blame any impromptu dying on him. "Hm? I mean that is a good idea, but aren't I bit too old to be letting you take the blame for stuff like that?" she said in a manner which seemed almost teasing. Meanwhile, right along with that age question was the thought that he'd not asked her for anything crazy since before he 'moved' out as he put it. "Uh-huh, well I'm still traumatized," claimed Kyoka. Of course, she knew the truth, she could very well get anything he needed and then some in exchange for the right kind of items. "Done and done. Items already ready..." the girl said. She'd been moving around her own bedroom, slipping into flipflops and picking up three different CDs in mint condition, each belonging to one of the three artists that she wanted to sign things for her. With those in mind she headed towards the hidden bunker of the property she currently lived in, to get the rest of the items he'd asked for. Last on his list, a Nighthawk? "I mean... I have a few. They are still my favorites if I'm feeling nostalgic... I'll pack one up for you..." she said easily. "It should all be ready in about 10 minutes, pull straight down... 3658." she said giving the rolling password for the gate which would allow him to enter the property at his leisure.

[Bloodedge]

Once they were in the right place, Kei made the best suggestion possible. Alas, that same suggestion was also the most unnecessary. Kazuhiko scoffed playfully upon hearing the request for a selfie. "Is that a question? We gotta take the selfies!" he exclaimed. The moment he had that blanket down, Kazu was right beside the girl. While one hand flashed a peace sign toward her camera, his other hand kept his phone out of view behind her back. He'd be putting it forward to take a snap or two of his own once she was done. At such a time, he also switched from a peace sign to the equally-known 'rock' hand sign with a faux serious expression. With both sets of selfies out of the way, Kazu also seated himself atop the blanket and awaited the moment streetlights in the distance began dimming. "This is gonna be awesome! I wonder if they've got special shapes and stuff for this festival. . ." he mused while leaning back against his own arms.

Hiruko knew his suggestion to the green-haired woman would work to her benefit. She seemed to believe so as well, though there was the question of her being a little too old to let him shoulder the blame. "That's for you to determine. If you're asking me though, I think you're never too old for a well-deserved spoiling from time to time♥~" he stated. Apparently, Kyoka was still traumatized by the requests he used to make of her. He never intended such a thing, but he equally didn't have other options at the time. "Then hold me accountable if you like. You know the deal," he mentioned before one final request was made. Hiruko intended to get gun acquisition out of the way if possible, and it seemed Kyoka did have a good one to spare. He was given a ten minute window and a passcode for entry, so he nodded to Miko and Kama to signal the coming departure. "Bet. We'll be there in five. See you soon~" he said before ending the call. With that, he was already on the move. "Time to go shopping. Sakucchi, you might want to switch off the magic hair. Nobody's gonna buy that look~" he warned.

[Apollymi]

Was her question about selfies, really a question? No... not really but that didn't mean she wouldn't be responsible about taking pictures of other people. That part was just residual politeness. "You make everything sound so exciting..." she mused. She'd find herself with a normal selfie of her own with him. A matching peace sign in one of them and her tongue out with a wink, punk rock style with his rocker one. With that part out of the way she'd happily sit with him on that blanket and wait for the show to begin. At the same time, Kei had her legs tucked beneath her looking up at the horizon and considering his question. "I mean probably? Micchan said this festival was put together by the residents. I assume they went all out..." she mused. Most of the people she'd seen here were doing their best, selling their wares and making sure the atmosphere was probably festive. But soon enough the street lights were dimming, and the show was about to begin. The first shot cracked the night sky with a peony bloom, a perfect globe of red sparks that faded almost as soon as it appeared. Many onlookers across the festival venue seemed to be looking up and gathering closer and closer to spots with a great view. But for Kei and Kazuhiko it seemed a little preparedness had gone a long way.

At the same time, Hiruko was making a claim or two to a green haired girl. It was up to her to decide if she was too old to abuse the 'it wasn't me' style excuse. That being said, it would see another scoff escaping her. "Ugh, if you're going to say it like that... I guess I deserve a little reprieve every once in a while~" she claimed seeming to relax just a bit. Still, she was told to hold him accountable for her trauma, she knew the deal. "Hai hai... " she said as she reached the basement floor and began moving around. A new van was opened and then she began moving around with a cart in the bottom for several items, including an empty duffle bag, an organizer for pills and several other things. "Oh, see ya'." said the girl on the phone before a clicking noise. Miko and Kama both saw that particular motion and Miko paused to pick up her bags and one item which probably looked odd which was a rolling hard case with little ball bearings. Kama thought about her hair, most normal humans wouldn't be able to see it, but it was rather easy to shift her appearance a bit. "Sou ka, how much do I need to change it?" she wondered? "Hm, if you like the dual color dark on the inside light on the outside that can pass you off as a bit eccentric... the starry sky thing isn't possible with just hair dye," Miko gave context, but was soon enough ready for departure and everything else.. "Sou ka..." And with that and just a moment of thought, the twinkling lights in the underside of Kama's hair dissipated. "I can't fully change from this form yet.. it's still a bit unstable, but I think this should do fine. Also I have questions," Kama mentioned as the underside of her hair became a plainer purple hue and she finally fully sat up and stretched her clothes shifting back into place and her physical form looking as undisturbed as it had originally.

[Bloodedge]

"Everything is exciting! Just gotta make the time to enjoy it!" Kazu insisted. Even in his roughest moments, his darkest hour, Kazuhiko as Charlemagne found himself thoroughly enjoying everything in front of him. Sure, he had negative thoughts attached to said enjoyment at the time... but even that came to pass after getting a bit of advice in the Nexus. "This is a two-year adventure with a lot of darkness ahead, so I'm gonna light every torch I can on the way to it!" he added. Shortly after that claim, the firework show began. There was first a crimson peony explosion to catch attention, and indeed Kazu's attention was there. Before he could even utter satisfaction, there was a golden chrysanthemum following up as the second major explosion. For some reason, Kazu decided to slap himself on the forehead. "Ack! Stupid! I said torches! I could have said fireworks! That would have been so much cooler!" he complained to the universe, lamenting the slowness of his own brain in prior moments.

With the end of a phone call, came the beginning of a trip. Before heading out, Hiruko figured it would be best for Kama to do something about her magical glowing hair. Though she allegedly couldn't risk shifting back to her other form just yet, an alteration was made easily enough. Hiruko even whistled appreciatively when seeing the change. "A low-key operation could be made so much easier," he observed. Feeling like a million bucks as he sauntered around the boat's dining table, he even had a flirty suggestion to make en route to the dock, and by virtue of that, the car. "Off we go then. You know the deal, ladies. Only one spare seat, but I'm feeling like my lap's free if anybody wants a five minute run~"

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko had some interesting life philosophies. Everything was exciting according to him. Kei could understand this and even appreciate it. Making time for fun, during such events was also very important So she could only nod, "I like thinking about it that way..." she said of his words initially. What was more, he spoke of the upcoming journey. She knew herself and the rest of the girls would probably be tagging along. She knew her friends weren't the type to abandon anyone, if this lad was going to face the darkness... they would likely all be going along. She turned to look at him in the moment before the fireworks started really appreciating his attitude. He was putting a lot of himself into these moments and that was really appreciable. This kind of genuine emotional depth, wasn't something Kei truly encountered given her own family life. Before she could comment though.... the fireworks drew her attention. As if timed perfectly for this point, only after the second round did he claim he should have used the word fireworks instead of torches. "Eheheh~ No... torches, fireworks, sparks.... all of them light the way. I think what you said was pretty cool~" she added. Just then a bright blue explosion happened over the horizon as the golden chrysanthemum was dispersed and then a palm shaped set of fireworks immediately after. As if to put one in mind of the beach or some other such atmosphere. "Sugoi!~" Kei chimed. It wasn't just about the words shared or anything else. They had such a great view, she could see all the shapes and details so clearly. Nothing was blocking her view and all was well in the world. It truly was great to see it from just this level. While on this date, she felt like she had a reasonable time bonding with Kazuhiko, even with the interruptions, but now she felt quite at ease, she leaned into him to be more comfortable and continued to watch as sparkles lit up the sky.

Meanwhile, Hiruko's call ended and everyone was ready to go. Kama managed to change her hair color to one which was more reasonable though not her form. Hiruko, commented that low-key operations could get very easy, and Kama nodded. "Hai, once my body settles I can take any of the forms I have so far, or make minor adjustments as needed. I can potentially control the size and shape of my form as well... this one is already a bit leaner than normal, but I am fond of it, I think..." Kama mentioned almost casually. True enough though, Hiruko's car did only seat two comfortably. Miko looked at Hiruko and really wanted to sit in his lap. Kama for her observations and understanding of Miko, also knew that girl wanted to sit in his lap. But... Kama also did to, she figured this could be a good problem-solving moment, considering the trajectory of their lives together potentially. "Sou ka, how is this sort of thing normally decided between humans, when two or more people want to do the same thing?" she asked of Miko. "Well, in some cases, is a first come, first served situation. Ah... when people want to ride in the front seat in a car full of people they call shot gun before each other. There is a nose goes, rule for stuff you don't want to do depending on the friend group, and the last person to complete the action has to do the thing they don't want to... If you wanted the choice to be random, flipping coins, drawing straws, throwing dice... picking random numbers between two others and having a judge decide are also all ways." Miko explained several variations. "Hm, I didn't assume humans had this many methods... interesting all of the tools of problem-solving," she mentioned. "But for this sort of thing, how about jankenpo. Paper beats Rock. Rock beats Scissors and Scissors beats Paper," Miko mentioned. "We use our hands to make the gestures and the person who beats the other gets to do the thing. It will also work if there are multiple people because it can be shifted around and people can be out in rounds," Miko offered without thinking much about it. She explained so that by the time they reached Hiruko's car, she could pop her things into the trunk since they were just some small bags and her keyboard. "That sounds fun. Let's do that..." Kama mentioned.

[Bloodedge]

Though Kazuhiko lamented the use of torches instead of fireworks, Kei was willing to offer a bit of reprieve. She didn't see enough of a difference between the two words due to the items' similar functions, and believed what he said was cool enough on its own. Still, he would have felt more satisfied with a different turn of phrase. "Well if you think so, sure... but I'm still farming for cool points over here~" he said. Of course that could be a general statement applied to Kazuhiko's entire existence, but it was primarily a matter of the 'reward points' he was getting from dealing with Kei. Ah, but it seemed he was making good enough progress regardless. The fireworks continued with normal explosions happening between each special shape, their numbers increasing by the round. As that happened, he felt Kei leaning against him suddenly. Was this a time to reach? Maybe it was... or maybe it wasn't. Despite all of his experience with her archetype because of someone like Angelica, some moments were always difficult. In the end, he decided a silent gamble was best, and extended the very arm she'd made contact with around her back.

In the meantime, Hiruko was learning about magical features that would be infinitely useful to his line of work. If he found the time, he'd probably be asking one of them about this form-changing magic. Before any of that, however, they were on their way to the car. Hiruko popped the front-end trunk to leave Miko plentiful room, realizing his special order was probably going to require another decision in the next five minutes or so ─ especially with his car so full already. Miko explained problem-solving methods used by humans, and they decided to go with a widely-accepted favorite in the end. Hiruko sat in the driver's seat with both doors still lifted, starting the car. "Using magic is cheating, by the way!" he added, half as a joke... and half just in case Sakura actually needed to know before the game started. He didn't know the upper limits of magic, but he'd seen enough ridiculousness to make assumptions.

[Apollymi]

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was happy that Kei found his statement cool enough, but he was still farming for cool points. She'd almost forgotten that particular part of their arrangement, but in keeping with her own tsundere pretense she could only chuckle. "It's fine, I sometimes award those quietly too... you got so many for that jump. a few for looking cool in your outfit, and definitely some for picking out such a cool spot to watch the show from~" she added as her eyes remained on the horizon. Explosions of colors happening in rapid fire had definitely attracted the crowds. Many people stopped moving about to stand and watch and a few had even filtered towards the gardens as well for uninterrupted views and the like. Purples and blues pepper the skies as time drags on but soon all else disappears for Kei. Why? Well, she'd found herself leaning against Kazuhiko comfortably enjoying his warmth and soon, it was enveloping her as an arm would be found around her back and she... snuggled in closer. "A point for taking a chance, and for being comfortable..." she mused as the sounds and lights continued. Soon enough a giant heart would be exploding in pinks and red in the sky and it would be Kei's turn to be bold and place a kiss against Kazuhiko's cheek, embarrassing as it was, it simply felt right to do as that heart shape faded into the night sky.

Hiruko was busy picking up extra bits about magic, in a way that was apparently quite digestible for him. He could definitely ask anyone of them about changes to form, except perhaps Chika and get a reasonable response out of them. While Miko dropped her bags and her keyboard in the case into Hiruko's trunk, Kama claimed that she'd be enjoying the Janken method of placement resolution. A joke from Hiruko made Kama look towards him, "Sou ka, no magic then..." she added. Miko for her part in this only laughed, "It's so easy to forget you started from the opposite side of the spectrum," she added. She closed the trunk and slipped her phone into a pocket that was obviously made for it, before holding her hands out in front of herself. Her left hand was palm up her right was in the rock shape and she gestured for Kama to do the same. "So hand up and down three times, we say, jan ken po. And then we throw..." Miko explained. "What if we get the same hand gesture? And why does a blade not beat a rock?" Kama questioned with an obvious magical brain. "Human blades aren't going to cut through a mountain or a rock in most cases. That takes magic... and if we get the same one... we go again until one of us wins. That's also technically how it works when there are more than three people playing." Miko added. After a nodded understanding. Both girls were mirroring each other and moving their hands. "Jan ken po!" they said at the same time. They'd been making eye contact and their hands had moved quickly but... in the end both girls were holding their hands flat. Both paper. "Jan ken po" both girls were holding scissors afterwards. "Jan ken po" Kama quickly thought after the first two results, that it was likely for Miko to choose Rock. So she went with paper. But... Miko chose scissors instead. "Lap seat♪~" she chimed. "Sou ka... that game is more complex than I gave it credit for... how did you know I'd choose paper?" she asked as Miko slipped into Hiruko's lap and Kama slipped into the passenger seat.

[Bloodedge]

It seemed Kazuhiko had a lot more points than he realized. He'd been earning them for the entire event, apparently in silence by Kei's admission. That was fine, Kazu thought. So long as he wasn't being uncool or wasting too many good opportunities, he was content. Even better still, was him having points awarded aloud for the successful risk and being a good leaning platform. When these things paid off, they did so in a huge way. "Yosh! Good chairs aren't just for sitting!" he said in an impromptu callback to being viewed as a chair worth sitting on. As it seemed, he'd be able to function as a satisfactory support pillar as well. That wasn't the only surprise coming Kazu's way. As a heart-shaped firework exploded high in the sky, Kazu considered it the perfect moment to take another risk... but he didn't have the idea first. Before he even turned, there were lips pressed to his cheek. One, two, three careful thoughts... What was he to say and do? Perhaps by this point in their interaction, a more natural response was just fine. "Oi, party foul! That was about to be my super special kill move!" he said, playfully swatting at the air in front of Kei.

All the while, a classic game of competitive chance and mind-games was being watched by Hiruko. Miko and Kama both threw paper. They went again, both choosing scissors. At that moment, Hiruko figured he'd have Miko in his lap again today. Lo and behold, that was the outcome. Kama chose paper after assuming the natural progression of one, two, three, would be chosen at the other end. Alas, Miko went back to scissors instead. Hiruko shook his head in silent amusement while Miko slid into place. "Dastardly trick. Candy from a baby, eh Kocchi?~" he flirted. Whenever both girls were in place, he'd finally take to the open road. "Sakucchi, what were the questions?"

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko did have a lot more points than he realized, but Kei was the type to only give information as it was needed. As she leaned against him, it seemed he took it well enough. Good chairs weren't just for sitting. That was true, she supposed, but they were also definitely for sitting. "Chair is a pretty good object of choice..." she claimed a light chuckle escaping her. But what of that kiss? She'd managed it, her lips pressing gently against the side of his face, in reaction to the build up of the day so far, it seemed perfect. As the next set of fireworks went off, she turned back towards the light show, only to have Kazuhiko claim that was about to be his super special kill move. She grinned and turned her nose up in the air, "Hmphf, you'll have to be much quicker than that to catch me with a move like that. There is no foul if you just happened to be slow~" she said in a teasing manner. And it was like this, that Kei felt she'd found the proper level of comfort in dealing with Kauzhiko... no more tears and just playful banter and her own natural tsundere tendencies. By the end, the last big firework went up, a giant golden crown which exploded in pieces multiple times over... this was definitely a golden week festival and would be in her memory forever.

At the same time, Miko was realizing she might have absorbed a bit too much of Soma today. That push for victory wasn't one she would have normally taken, but she definitely did it with only a gentle whisper in her ear like the snake of temptation. As she seated herself in Hiruko's lap the male was seemingly amused, claiming that Miko was dastardly and that it was like taking candy from a baby. "I might have absorbed too much cutthroat energy... that was too ambitious of a push... but I'm satisfied by the results. I don't think I'm supposed to be ambitious..." Miko mused about her own nature, still she wiggled her hips against him, pleased to be back in this spot. She definitely felt at ease sitting in Hiruko's lap. As for Kama's initial question, "I basically figured you'd take the logical approach and assume I'd move forward to rock. The game isn't all luck, it's also about what you know about your opponent," Miko explained. "Sou ka, I'm pleased you took something for yourself though. You usually step aside for other people even to your own detriment. You can take some thing for yourself..." Kama said earnestly. Listening to them talk to each other, it could potentially be hard to tell which one was older. "I feel like I should worry everyone reads me so easily," Miko mused. Meanwhile, Kama's questions were brought back up and she had a bit of a list. "Oh. I don't understand the context of concerts in this world. Also, why are drugs necessary? What's wrong with this Mitchel person that he needs what I assume are normally illegal substances? Also does this music thing have something to do with Micchan's job as a composer? This whole situation is new and I don't have enough context to put together an understanding of it."

[Bloodedge]

At long, long last... there was a discovered plateau. After a few hours hanging out in relative exclusivity today, he was starting to feel completely comfortable being himself around the girl. Better still, it seemed she was finding comfort of late as well. With full indignance, Kei rejected his called party foul. Too slow, was he? He'd heard those words before, so, so many times. "Them's fightin' words!" he asserted. "Just know... I'll attack when you least expect it. It's gonna be the coolest, most unexpected thing ever!" he said despite having no idea how such an attack would happen, or what it would be precisely. Ah, but their friendly neighborhood insect was back... with an incredible amount of fatigue. His full sprint through crowded streets had him just locating the pair, but there was nothing he could do immediately but heave while leaning into his own knees.

Meanwhile, Hiruko's use of that Ferrari's gearshift was a bit slower and more deliberate than before. He wouldn't bother making his reason clear, instead choosing to acknowledge what a downright filthy human Iino Miko was toward her friend... with love, of course. "Too much? Nah. A little ambition can take you a long way. You wouldn't want to be stuck in a rut for the rest of your life, would you?" he asked hypothetically. He'd already been the one advising her to shoot the proverbial shot; he would continue to be that person. Once the explanation of Miko's trickery was out of the way, it was time for Kama's questions from earlier. She had... a list. Concerts, drugs, Mitchel's need of the latter, Miko's job as... "... A composer, huh?" Hiruko asked playfully. That was all he had to offer the matter; it was her question to answer. "Are there drugs in the magical world?" he asked for his own clarification.

[Apollymi]

Now it seemed that the end of their uphill battle had come. Comfort had been found between Kei and Kazuhiko, and in that comfort the development of the joking demeanors of two different people were finally meeting properly. "Hmphf, you aren't in fighting condition!" Kei claimed with her nose turned up, but still there was a grin spreading across her face. The girl couldn't help herself it was rather funny to have this kind of 'fake' disagreement with someone. Beyond that point, Kazuhiko had more to say, "Ah yes, the attack of cool and unexpected potential... as if something like that could get the drop on me!~" Kei was full of bravado in the moment and both of them were having a good time. But just like always there would be an interruption. Sukoto Rindou showed up out of breath the fireworks show already over. Kei didn't even bother to look in the man's direction and stated plainly her distaste for his present appearance, "You really showed up again? You could have just disappeared and taken your dignity with you. You lost..." she stated clearly.

Hiruko's more deliberate driving methods were interesting to see and hear. Both Kama and Miko were retaining the necessary extra information in their own ways. Miko thought herself a bit too ambitious for taking advantage of Kama's lack of knowledge just to occupy Hiruko's lap. He on the other hand, claimed that a bit of ambition was good for her, and that she wouldn't want to get caught in a rut. She found encouragement in his words and in those of Kama as well. "No, I wouldn't... not again. If you both think so... I'll keep it in mind," Miko mentioned softly. She did always internalize what she learned regardless so it was to be considered among those things she'd take it. "I am a composer yes. I would like to go on record and state that my father is a supreme court justice and my answers are always truthful but only as detailed as a situation requires," she said to Hiruko, knowing he'd understand the great amount of care she chose to answer with given his own... specialties. To Kama she had a bit more of an explanation of music, "Music is a form of entertainment. I do compose music. But if it makes more sense to you, I am a bard who is really popular that no one is ever seen before because of the way technology works... I live my regular human school girl life, and I also make and record music, under an assumed name," Miko gave her that explanation and Kama nodded. "Sou ka, the other two are just more outwardly famous for the same thing then? But you are a secret popular musician who chooses to stay out of the public. I get it," Kama mentioned she wondered what kind of music Miko made. "There are drugs... Otou-chan is an Alchemist and he always has some substance available to him, but I don't understand their exact use in this context," Kama mentioned about the nature of drugs. She assumed no one as sick or cursed... "That one is my mentor♪!~" Miko chimed.

[Bloodedge]

"As if! You'll see!" Kazu argued. They were going to have fun together, he believed. Whatever she became to him, or he to her, there was much entertainment to be found in hanging out and conversing with each other these ways. As it stood, Kei argued that he couldn't earn the advantage with his move... but he felt like it was very possible. "Bet on it! If I win, I get to cash in reward points immediately!" he challenged confidently. Just then, Sukoto Rindou made himself known... if only due to how loudly he was breathing. Kei began telling him off immediately. He'd already lost the competition, and he would have been better off not showing his face again. Rindou kept trying to catch his breath. His hand continuously rose as if to emphasize a coming point, only to fall again and grasp at his chest. "I... you... haah... haah..." was all he managed to say. While Rindou was desperately attempting to breathe properly, Kazu lifted himself from the grounded blanket and extended a hand to Kei. "Exercise is pretty important, dude..." he stated plainly.

Miko's career as a composer was the truth. Upon hearing the way she mentioned it though, Hiruko began laughing for quite some time. "Haha! So it is Iino Sosuke after all? I can imagine that childhood. 'Did you brush your teeth?' 'Yes.' 'Is that the truth?' 'Yes. That is the truth, and nothing but the truth,'" he rambled at first. The joke scenario would continue from there after a bit more laughter. "'It's the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?' 'Etoo'... Hahahaha!" If Hiruko didn't have Miko sitting in his lap at the time, he'd have been curling up and slapping his own thigh; the laughing fit was that intense. "Oh... oh wow. I've got a tear. Kocchi, I'd pay top dollar for your home videos," he added. Eventually, the laughing fit slowed to calmness. He could finally hear Kama's admission that drugs did exist in the magical world. Good; that would make his explanation easier. "Well I don't know how it works on that end of reality, but most drugs are addictive here. That's what's wrong with Chase, or... Mitchel. From what I know of his music, he's probably terrible with withdrawals," he explained before addressing Miko's addition about Kama's alchemist father. "So one of Sakucchi's five dads has the lore dump on magic chemistry? I feel like a bit of that could go a long way. He taking extra students?"

[Apollymi]

"See? I doubt it..." Kei said in a teasing manner. She couldn't help but get into the hype of the moment. No matter what she fully understood that a friendship with this lad, physical or otherwise was worth having. She found his happiness infectious and really wanted to continue experiencing it. He claimed a bet that would have him gaining immediate access to points should be on the line. "Eh?! Of course I'll bet, and if I do and you lose obviously my own benevolence will be all you have to work with!~" she claimed with a cheeky smirk. Ah, but they wouldn't get to go much farther with this. Sukuto showed up, and though he apparently couldn't even manage breathing after running over here, Kei would only berate him. It probably seemed bad form the outside perspective, but Sukoto had no right to still be interrupting them. He no longer had a dog in this race and he barely had one to begin with. "Definitely important, but this is the problem with these types, no work-life balance..." Kei chided without hesitation. Still she reached for Kazuhiko's hand and smiled up at him. She'd take it and find her way back to her feet in those super high clogs which helped her feel more normal than the previous ones had.

At the same time, Miko managed to trigger something of a fit from Hiruko. Her statements on her father's occupation and her own choice in how she answered questions were put together easily by someone with the right kind of knowledge. "Hai, that is..." she paused. Why? Well the continued joke made her eyes widen just a bit. Iino Sousuke had indeed interrogated her like that in her youth. The amount of laughter Hiruko had to offer it, was surprisingly high in quantity. "Never will you ever possess such videos of me. I'm glad kid me being interrogated about oral hygiene is hilarious though..." she mentioned while pouting. And in truth she was, her childhood on this planet was actually quite nice and she knew this after having more than one of them. "Oh, and we took my parents through the door. They're honeymooning over there..." she said of Iino Sousuke and his wife. Miko's human parents were taken over to the magical world, that was interesting news to Kama, she'd look into that further later. Beyond that, Miko obviously had some fond memories of her childhood. But the conversation on drugs was one which brought more questions for Kama. The lad known as Chase... was addicted to drugs enough to suffer withdrawals, that was a weird thing to hear. "Are drugs here, high mana content things? Because my understanding of alchemy and souls says the only thing that should cause an addiction is something which is high mana content that your mind, body or soul decides it needs," Kama explained. Miko gave it a bit of thought, "If you actually want him to talk to you... never call it 'magical chemistry'. He's an elf and the tirade he will deliver is a disaster. He's also here so that's a warning," Miko said. "Also you would be much more likely to get that information out of me incidentally... Elves are very particular about apprentices and they will only take one at a time. And we essentially become their magnum opus and they cram us full of all their knowledge to evolve it to the next level." she finished before pausing forward Kama's question. "Yes, they are mana manipulators. They alter moods at a high level which means they are definitely ridiculously high mana for a world that doesn't have it at the same amounts naturally. I was on Adderall for my ADHD when I was a kid and I had to be weened off it. And mixing it with the medicine they gave me for the flu affected me in a way I now recognize as magical..." Miko explained wiggling her hips in Hiruko's lap as a form of retaliation for his earlier laughter.

[Bloodedge]

Kazu was out of verbal responses to Kei's teasing. He said she'd see, so he'd ensure she did. An issued challenge was accepted in such a way as to give no risks. Either he won and gained more, or he lost... and all functions remained as they were originally. He'd be a fool to do anything but launch himself headlong into that. "Deal!" he said. With Rindou's return and failure to properly speak, Kazu was offering Kei a hand up. During the lift, Rindou finally managed words of retaliation. "Gah! Lost? ME?! No... it doesn't count. Haah... there's an unfair advantage. The augmented reality glasses I gave were commented on, but I wasn't here to interfere with this plan! If I were here, it would have gone in my favor!" he rambled. Kazu had seen more than enough. He recognized the kind of person Rindou was ─ what he'd been failing to realize all this time. "Nah..." he said while finishing the lift of Kei, after which he'd tug her arm into a horizontal rolling motion. If he managed to spin her into his other arm, he'd look Rindou straight in the eye. "I'd win." With that said, it was Kazu's absolute intention to lean into Kei and steal a kiss from her lips. It was another gamble, but the desire to get his point and victory across was quite powerful.

There was no hard stop to the laughter Hiruko experienced; it only lowered to a dull roar. He had reason to believe something similar to his imagined story had actually occurred, at least in some way, in Miko's past. Whatever the case, he was slowing to a stop ─ at least on the drive. Before he got out, Hiruko was warned against using the phrase 'magical chemistry' around her mentor. That was weird to hear, but he could compare it to... just another of those career-over-job types. Perhaps there was even more to it. More details were given about how drugs functioned in a magical sense as well, much to Hiruko's surprise. If they were truly some source of mana, which one could assume a person needed more of, there had to be some sort of issue with the interaction. He had a fair amount of learning to do, and that would apparently be better done through Miko than by seeking her mentor. "We're where we need to be... but I have a lot of questions about elves, alchemy and magic later. More importantly, both of you stick close to me when we step inside. Don't speak too suddenly, and don't reveal anything about yourselves unless I give the clear. We good?"

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko and Kei were trying to wind up their date, but it seemed the thorn ever present in their sides had reappeared. Sukoto Rindou didn't believe he'd lost. He claimed some form of cheating. Pleaded that if he'd been around to stop Kazuhiko's plan that he'd not have lost. Meanwhile, there was nothing Sukoto Rindou could have done to change the outcome of this date, besides changing himself on a spiritual level. "No! It was a fucking date, not a pitch meeting. I'm not a customer I'm a person, this isn't a business deal, you can't sabotage someone else for taking a different working approach and call them a cheater for it. But you can't fucking understand that..." Kei had reached her boiling point with this man's audacity, but before she could further berate him, Kazuhiko had apparently had enough as well. He claimed, he'd win, with sure confidence while spinning Kei into him she wasn't sure what he was going for, but she still squealed as she moved. "Eeep!~" What she did know was everything about his current presence was cool and then he did it again. Took a big gamble and leaned in and kissed her. She'd been wrong. That move was definitely a killer. Her face reddened her body tensed... and then relaxed. She held on to his clothes and by her own benevolence, kissed him back. For a first kiss, this was definitely one hell of a first kiss. And when it came to a point of a natural break... she looked stunned and surprised. His lips tasted like toasty almonds. That would have ben perfect to go with those dango she'd had earlier. "Hmphf, I guess that counts as cool. I'll allow you to do it again," she said with mock sarcasm once again managing to forget the annoyance that was Sukoto as the world disappeared for that brief moment.

Meanwhile, Miko was certain that Hiruko was tickled pink by the stories of her childhood. The fact that his imagined scenario was a real one from her past, probably just made the situation better. Still the arrived where they needed to be, and the car came to a halt. Hiruko apparently had questions about magic, elves and alchemy, but they had to wait. He had instructions for them, ones which were easily followed by both lasses. Kama nodded her head, "Hai, that's simple enough..." Miko took a deep breath and looked up at him from his lap... "Last time I followed orders like that, I thought I was just going to get some food in a tavern and it ended in a bar fight. We're good, but you're giving me flashbacks, Hiru-nii♪~" Miko claimed but still, she'd follow the instructions. She wasn't likely to reveal much about herself regardless. And with that both girls would be ready to follow him into the abyss of this place. Miko would be keeping her head down but that didn't really matter given her ability to hear everything within a certain radius of herself. And Kama would be simply watching with a lack of emotion in her face.

[Bloodedge]

Rindou's point was completely missed by his own perspective. For whatever reason, that brown-haired brat also believed he would be victorious without this obvious advantage he now had. Oh, Rindou had some words for both of them... but what was this happening before his eyes? A spin, the lightest dip, a kiss ─ things they had no reason doing in public! Rindou was flabbergasted, but it seemed Kei was sinking into the moment. By the time their lips naturally broke apart, the tsundere returned in a slightly different manner. She acknowledged his move, and would... allow him to do it again? Well, Kazu wouldn't be repeating the exact same move. He'd instead shift her back to the other arm for a lift, much like how he'd held the lass earlier. The second encroach of his lips would be happening while Rindou's complaints fell upon deaf ears. "You think this is a time to taunt and ignore me at the same time? You know who I am!? Sukoto Rindou of the IPC! I am the heir of the Sukoto family name and legacy!" he snarled.

Before they entered the building in which Kirihara Kyoka could be met, Hiruko had only the usual, simple warnings for his current companions. Kama took his warning at face value with no issues. Miko, however, decided to address a flashback to the last time she'd heard such warnings: a time that ended in a bar fight. Her mention of a 'tavern' specifically made him assume that was an event in the other world. "Kocchi, this is Osaka after dark. Getting into a barfight would be getting off easy," he specified. When he was finally able to slip out of the car, he did nothing to turn it off, heading straight for the gate. That four-digit code was inserted without any hiccups, and Hiruko led the way inside. All the while, he strangely felt and answered a compulsion to scratch the left side of his neck. He figured Kyoka wouldn't be difficult to find at all. Perhaps she'd even reveal herself before a search became necessary. . .

[Apollymi]

Sukoto Rindou was trying his best to go against an immovable force. Kei, for her part in this, had no desire to do anything concerning Rindou, Kazuhiko had her complete attention for a few moments while their lips touched. And she'd even gone on to allow him to continue his audacious approach. Just the same the hold on her body had changed and after ending up back in a princess carry, she'd wrapped her arms around his neck settling into the contact without much thought. As such that second encroach of the lips would be met with Kei herself pushing their faces the rest of the way together. It was as if she was excited by the prospect. For many in the area, the young couple were indeed a bit audacious, but Osaka wasn't exactly a prudish place. Even so, a man loudly yelling about his job in a place like this didn't make sense. That second kiss came with a new set of feelings and Kei couldn't help but allow herself to immerse a bit more. Still, Sukoto hadn't stopped yelling about it. "You're Sukoto Rindou of the IPC who lost a bet of his own creation and is snarling at teens in public. It can't look good for you... making your company look bad... what kind of representative are you?" Kei asked aloud. Of course the building crowd seemed to be agreeing with her. A few nods happened as they considered that this man was trying to throw his weight around against a couple of teens for no discernable reasons.

Meanwhile, Hiruko had something pointed to say which spoke of the dangers of this place. Miko could only sigh, how she got herself into these things she didn't know... but she'd do anything for a friend. Meanwhile, they were soon approaching the main gate and Miko had taken up residence on Hiruko's left side slightly behind him but within arms reach. Kama seemed to be doing much the same to the right though her eyes were casually travelling around. Most specifically when Hiruko scratched at that mark on his neck, she watched that string which connected him to his master vibrate into the distance. Where did it go? The private quarters of this building, in which there was a woman standing in her kitchenette drinking milk straight out of the carton. She was wearing nothing but workout clothes and seemed to be just lightly covered in sweat while the sound of a bath was running in the background. At the same time.... someone was lurking. When the front gate opened, curtains had shifted... and then...stilled. Whenever he entered the house, someone would be behind him and the other girls. Peeking around corners and following them where they went for a moment or two a wide grin on her face.

[Bloodedge]

Kazu was not the sole mover the second time. When he approached, so too did Kei. Having such a kissing embrace and carry occur while someone else was ranting and raving just ahead, the attention of many passersby was grabbed. Some were even taking pictures or video... which wouldn't do well for Sukoto Rindou in the near future. Kiss number two didn't go on for the amount of time Kazu expected, but it ended on an interesting note... or rather as a precursor to one. Kei pointed out how he'd been the one to establish a bit that he'd now lost, even bringing his integrity into question for how he was now acting. What would Kazu add to the matter? Well, Kei wasn't the only one who had a vindictive itch to scratch. "I'm Kimura Kazuhiko, by the way. For your end of the bargain, you know?" he said, recalling that part of Rindou's challenge involved the loser openly acknowledging the winner's superiority, or some nonsense like that. Rindou's body was deflated as he stood, shoulders slumped and head hanging. If he'd truly lost, he did have to uphold his end. What a pitiable situation he'd gotten himself into this time. . .

Hiruko's entry to the building was accompanied by some good natural position by Kama and Miko both. With the girls at his sides, he walked carefully down the building's main hall, absorbing information that had been piling up since they passed the gate. Their presence was known, as it always would be. Beyond the small movement of that curtain, there was the sound of running water. Hiruko checked his watch briefly. Ah, it was about that time for Makima, wasn't it? If he had the free time, he'd drop by for a few words, but that seemed unlikely. Onward he went, scratching that intensifying itch on his neck. There was the most insignificant upturn to one corner of Hiruko's lips by the time his hand finally left that spot... at which point he held it against his chest, extending his fore and middle fingers along with his thumb, mimicking the shape of a gun that he would soon be pointing up to the space above his left shoulder. He knew his positioning was best for a retaliatory strike on the right side, so... left was the gamble he'd take. "Bang."

[Apollymi]

After that most recent kiss, Kei and Kazuhiko both were through with Sukoto Rindou, but since he'd gone through all the trouble of showing up before the pair of them, he'd be allowed to complete the conditions of his own bet. Kei, couldn't help but explain to him the situation he was in, and watched as he seemed to be quite deflated. Vindication had been coming for the entirety of this date and now it was time to pay in full. Kei watched as he slumped and seemed to be defeated. "Go ahead... you had a whole list of activities to do in case of a loss... we're waiting," Kei mentioned. She was also pulling out her phone, in a prime position to record this man's down fall, of only because she could use it as ammunition against her father. She also thought she might enjoy the evidence of how uncool this man was for posterity's sake.

Meanhwile, Hiruko was entering the house which was under quite a bit of security with Kama and Miko. Kama absently watched their surroundings and while Hiruko's scratched his neck she watched closely. A string was connecting that mark upstairs. She found herself in full understanding of Hiruko's relationship with the person upstairs in that moment. Of course, that did nothing about the person approaching from their rear. She knew of that person's approach and so did the other two by virtue of how relaxed they remained. On the same side of Hiruko's body as Miko, a green haired young woman approached. She was barefoot and ready to pounce appearing over his left shoulder, fully prepared to pull a knife on him, only to find him pointing his fingers into her face and saying the word bang. She was sure he shouldn't have known she was there... and something, oddly playful would fall from her mouth. "Oh? No fair... I was sure I had it that time~" she chimed. "Okaeri~" she said. But she was tall enough that she was looming over Miko's form. The brunette for her part in this, looked up and saw large mounds of breasts overhead and sincerely wished to feel the weight of them on her head. 'Earth is crammed with heaven...' she thought her head tilted up so she could see at least but not this woman's face, and instead the massiveness of her breasts.

[Bloodedge]

Indeed, Rindou's end of the bargain involved much more than just taking the loss. He was to profess his opponent's superiority, debase himself, and... bark like a dog. This was supposed to be the other way around! With his victory, Rindou would have found this eventuality hilarious and appropriate. Now, it was just something to be done with. With many eyes and cameras on him, many ears open to whatever he would say... Rindou stood erect and inhaled deeply. When he spoke, he did so loudly and clearly. "I... Sukoto Rindou have been bested. My abilities pale in comparison to those of Kimura Kazuhiko. I am unfit to stand here! I should be heeling like the dog I am! Arf! Arf arf! Arfarfarf!" When it came to barking, it seemed Rindou had fully devolved to a mental canine state. He didn't even stop at barking. "AWOOOOOOOOOOO!" he howled for reasons unknown. In the midst of it all, Rindou's head even leaned back to further project.

Kyoka's approach had been expected by Hiruko since the moment they arrived. He was taking a slight gamble with his aim. Either she'd appear to his weaker left side, or she'd read his plan and attack from the right. As with all things, a bit of luck was always needed... though he'd still taken the route that made more sense. That choice allowed him victory over Kyoka, after which she expressed the assumption that she'd be the victor this time. Nonsense, Hiruko thought. "What kind of big bro would I be if I just fell off that easily? You should have gone for option three," he said, shifting only his eyes to look at the tall woman. In doing so, he caught sight of Miko's lifted gaze and cleared his throat with an underlying aggression ─ a reminder perhaps. "Tadaima. You really have to keep that thing on all night? That's extreme. I can't help but wonder what you did last time you were let out to make this happen... though it is a good look on you. So, what's this work you're so busy with tonight? Don't worry about these two. They're following a very strict set of rules," he said as if to drive home his earlier hint a bit further.

[Apollymi]

It was always interesting, watching others fall to their own ridiculousness. Kei knew that Sukoto Rindou hadn't foreseen the eventuality where he lost this match up in any conceivable way. She knew his type too well, and he was far too busy assuming his victory to avoid the pitfalls of biting off more than he could chew. So now, in front of an entire gathering of eyes and several cameras, Sukoto Rindou of the IPC... confessed that he was unworthy in the face of what was by all appearances a teenager. They didn't even have to prod him into barking which was shocking enough for Kei's eyes to widen while she stifled a giggle. If she held a modicum of respect for this man, it would be because he committed fully once his failure was driven home. And while she didn't respect the time it took for that to be made clear, she could at least say, it was a satisfying ending to everything else. Ah, but he wasn't quite done yet, at the end a howl of some sort took place. How odd. But... Kei would record until the last sound was uttered and then she'd put her phone away, with a deep sense of satisfaction, even while still being princess carried rather happily by Kazuhiko. "Am I the only one oddly satisfied by this ending. Like I was annoyed the whole time, but now it somehow seems like it's fine..." Kei wondered aloud. She'd already had the fun of the festival, the goodness of the fireworks and all the extra fun, it wasn't like she'd be upset by anything else.

Meanwhile, Kyoka's approach to Hiruko was thwarted but that was also pretty normal. Still he claimed he couldn't have been a big bro if he'd fallen off so easily, while claiming she should have gone for option three. "You know, a nice one, that let's the kids win from time to time... Anyway... Option three?" she questioned wondering what kind of absurd thing that only he would do, he considered some kind of option in her approach. An aggressive throat clearing happened as Miko was still looking up into mounds that begged her attention. She saw the look, she heard the warning, but she hadn't done anything... Well, she was chewing the inside of her left cheek pouting earnestly as she considered it some sort of punishment to have something like this dangled literally over her head while not being allowed interact. 'I feel like the number of people telling me no today is too high...' she thought only frown a little. No one had really told her no today, so why did she think that? She was to be good, Hiruko was doing her a favor after all... it'd be rude to do anything but follow his instructions. And so, it was with great sadness that she slowly but surely straightened her neck back up, catching the gentle scent of mochi as she did so and feeling herself salivating because of it. She was hungry... all that alcohol kick-started the rest of her metabolism. As for the lass and the dress she had to wear, she sighed and explained in a bit more detail. "I might have, gone a little overboard tying up some loose ends the last time I was out. You may have heard about a bathhouse that went up in flames due to some electrical issue a few months back? I kind of did that to cover up the fact that I...used that space to interrogate some Yakuza. So... I was reprimanded for doing too much. But they deserved it..." she mused. "And yes, I really have to wear it all night. Or rather I have to wear it, specifically until I finish working. And my workload increased because of an issue I ran into this afternoon. Still... this is mostly paperwork. Or rather it's more like a care package which I'm stuck with because it followed me home..." she said rolling her eyes. Still, she supposed it could be worse, the most annoying thing was trying to figure out who should be given to a man like that. "I saw a whole group of weird teens today at that cardshop, so I'm not worried about them. Besides, if they're with you... it's above my paygrade..." Kyoka said without any more thought. "Speaking of... I met your little thorn today, I'm jealous~" she claimed. All the while Miko stayed mostly still, pouting. And Kama was busy putting together an understanding of the situation at the card shop and this woman's dealings with one of the magical children probably the one connected to Hiruko directly.

[Bloodedge]

Sukoto Rindou, the prideful member of the IPC's Marketing Development Department, was still barking and howling like a madman. A few random onlookers kept recording, but some had given up out of sheer pity for the perceived mental ineptitude. As he kept carrying on almost mindlessly, even Kazu lost interest. In the end, Rindou was down on his hands and knees for the final howl ─ at which point Kei put away her phone and spoke. "It is pretty satisfying... but not significantly to me. That voice in my head's been calling for a different way to stick it to him. Probably because of what I've been up to lately. Am I the only one who thinks he's too into the dog thing?" he wondered while shaking his head. "Anyway, what do you want to do now?"

Hiruko could have been the kind of older brother figure who let the young ones win, but he wouldn't do so in such moments. "I'd rather be the example that keeps you on your toes. Option three," he said, reaching out to hook one finger into Kyoka's top, right between her breasts. It seemed his goal was to guide her colossal rack onto the head of Miko, just to throw the brunette a proverbial bone. "Take the wide angle and use something to steady yourself, like this. You miss the over-the-shoulder bullet, probably incapacitate one of the extras right away by dropping two meteorites on her head, and maybe... you even make an extra move to distract your original target long enough for the kill strike. Make use of going braless with the easy pop-out," he added with a laugh. "... Or just go straight for the back." With that said, Hiruko listened to the green-haired woman's explanation of her recent escapades. He did know about that bathhouse incident, but not in any great detail. There were a few such bathhouses in the area, to his knowledge. Whatever the case, she was forced to wear this white dress until her work was complete this time. "Just busywork, huh? Wanna meet your idols tonight then? Kimacchi can't be mad at you for accompanying me. I'll probably be put through it for showing up here just to take you out, but... we all know how that goes anyway~" he said, winking. As for Kyoka's interesting meeting at a card shop and the more detailed encounter with his 'thorn' as she put it, Hiruko could only laugh. "Isn't she a doll? She reminded me of you. Don't be jealous; you wouldn't work together. Unless you're jealous for another reason? If that's the case, I've got room for more, Kyoppi♥~"

[Apollymi]

An overly prideful member of the IPC Marketing Development Department... was debasing himself in a public scenario. Not only that, but he'd gone even farther than the situation itself had called for, not that anyone would be stopping him. No, people were too busy recording and whispering about it. Kei had all she needed, she was satisfied by the display but not in a way that could be considered beyond the relief of getting rid of the man in question. Kazuhiko spoke of satisfaction but also claimed that he felt the desire to do something else, he wasn't as invested as Kei which made sense. Sukoto Rindou had only been an annoyance to him for a few hours... Shirogane Kei had been annoyed by him since they'd met... a when she'd entered high school. "He's definitely far too into the dog thing. It's a bit contradictory, to be so prideful while howling at the sky in a way you weren't even asked to..." Kei said. with mild disgust. There was something she hated about Sukoto, but hat this moment, it wasn't worth thinking about. Instead she'd rather have a different sort of fun... Kimura Kazuhiko had managed to win his bet, not that she ever doubted him and now there was the matter of his accumulated cool points. "I suppose in the spirit of this victory you should be rewarded your victory..." she said, sounding like the cute version of obnoxious sibling who was being congratulatory. "Нам нужно найти уединенное место, да?" she asked she had no where in particular in mind, but was definitely ready to move on to a more initmate setting.

Meanwhile, Hiruko was proving something interesting to Kama. She saw his interaction with this green haired woman as a big brother little sister type of relationship. What was more he was giving that woman advice about better methods of attack all while dropping her breasts directly on top of Miko's head. Miko was patient... and her patience was rewarded with weight and tingles and peace. 'I've reached enlightenment... I have inner peace.' she decided. A certain harmony took place and the girl's whole body relaxed in an instant. "Going straight for the back is a bit cliché. I didn't think about taking a hostage though, I'll take this one!~" Kyoka said having felt the relaxation, she further pressed herself onto Miko's head wrapping her arms around the girl. "She's so small!~" squealed Kyoka who in her statuesque figure found small things cute. All the while Miko had no resistance in her soul... but was... ever so gently drooling at the left corner of her mouth. Whatever the case, Kyoka noted how relaxed this girl was in the situation and wondered what kind of person she had to be to not be threatened at all by the moment. "You will definitely get in trouble for not at least saying hi when dropping by... and I will definitely transfer blame to you because I can't actually say no to meeting anyone in that group!" she said seemingly excited. It was such a normal reaction, it seemed she'd recovered well enough. "Definitely a doll, a bit hard to read which is unusual. I'm not jealous for girl reaosns... I mad because I never find one worth keeping... " she said with a sigh. Life was hard when a pet owner couldn't find a proper pet.

[Bloodedge]

There was no more purpose in dealing with Sukoto Rindou any further. Kazuhiko decided as much with relative ease, even while knowing exactly how he'd have rather silenced the man. Ah, but that was a darker sort of thought that had been building in him since the card shop. Perhaps something about Kaguya managed to rub off on him earlier? No matter. Kazu had bigger fish to fry, and it seemed a reward to collect. Kei's suggestion in Russian would have them find seclusion somewhere. With that, Kazu could make several easy assumptions about what would soon happen. He wasn't quite sure where to go, but he took steps to vacate the premises regardless. "Hai hai. Aller à l'isolement~" he agreed. On this island, he figured it would be relatively easy to find something that technically fit the bill, but not so easy to find something romantic. Then again, he didn't know what sort of preferences or mandates Kei had either. He decided to go the safe route and ask once they were on an empty street. "So uhh... I realized I'm not very picky about places earlier. Any kind of spot you prefer going? It's probably around curfew."

The relaxation Miko achieved when having Kyoka's breasts planted atop her head was noted and considered... bittersweet at best. Hiruko thought she was still revealing a bit too much about herself, but maybe that would be fine... if a bit too abusable. Either way, Kyoka decided to take the smaller girl as her hostage while settling further upon her crown, prompting Hiruko to walk around to the pair's fore. Discretely did his gloved hand reach out to swipe drool from Miko's mouth with its pinkie finger. Afterwards however, that same forefinger and thumb were pinching the rim of Kyoka's top. "That might work if you were willing to follow through. Your best bet would still be the distraction though. How many centimeters did you grow out these past few years, Kyoppi?" he wondered while tugging the woman's top, all to facilitate the bouncing of her bosom. "I don't mind a bit of trouble. A bit is coming my way regardless. That aside, you may as well come with us. Now... unless you're hiding a tactical in this tight little dress, let's swing by to grab the tool before we get the party favors. That is, assuming you're not trying to milk this hostage situation for all it's worth. It won't end in your favor~" he teased. Regarding Kyoka's inability to find a proper pet, he did have some understanding of the struggle as an outsider looking in. "I told you it'd be a forever problem. People want to rail you, not be your slave. Your personality's too powerful for you to get anything good and sustainable without a lot of luck. I wouldn't change a thing though. What's your criteria looking like now?"

[Apollymi]

Sukoto Rindou was being abandoned, for their part in this, both Kazuhiko and Kei were done entertaining him. What was more, Kei had in mind to get into something a bit more deviant, but much like others she had a certain requirement for privacy. Admittedly, she and all her friends seemed to have a bit of a leaning towards 'assumed privacy'. In this case, they could all seem adventurous, but with a slight aspect of control. A chuckle happened when Kazuhiko agreed to her need for it. And then beyond it... it would appear that they were on their way to the next spot. Alone in an alley they seemed to be moving and looking for that special place, Kei did have something to say about it, and she had a good feeling. "I am technically not that picky. I like nature..." she mentioned softly. "Since it's close to curfew the nature trail leading to the Minoo Waterfall should be mostly abandoned... we could go there and have a pretty quiet time behind it?" she offered, pointing to a sign which noted the direction of the falls. Her own life experiences hinted that it was a good idea, and she wasn't as prissy or prudish as some assumed. No, if she was going to go into a new sort of adventure, she'd like to have a bit of fun too. Besides, even though she wasn't as into history as the others, she did enjoy her creepy lore, and there was a tale of a spider who made their home behind a waterfall and she found it resonated with her, why not let her life imitate a bit of art?

Bittersweet was the relaxation of Miko to others, but to her... it was something different. In previous instances it was rather difficult to feel or even attempt to feel relaxed in high stress situations. Whether this was abusable or not was mostly up to the individual at hand. But still, Hiruko was moving, swiping drool from her lip and covering for her a bit... not that she would have noticed that sort of thing herself. Still, he was soon touching Kyoka's clothes pulling at her top and speaking on her current scenario. "I mean, follow through has never been an issue really... " she said. As for the size of her bosom which was dropping on Miko's head, she shrugged still hugging the girl. Miko for her part in this, had gentle waves of mana pummeling her skull in a manner she could have called a massage. "Eh 6 or 7 centimeters I guess? Whatever the equivalent of about a cup size is... nothing changed about my diet or activity though, it's kind of weird, but at least I'm not getting any taller..." she mused. Kama for her part in this, managed to not say anything but definitely knew what happened with the green haired woman's body. She'd also noted that Miko could be calmed by breasts on her head, and thought that information might be useful for later. "I mean... I'll come along, but is this really milking the situation... not often such a cute little thing will not scramble like a frightened animal when captured like this... I don't see this not turning out in my favor," she stated earnestly. "But yeah, come on... let's go," she said giving one remaining squeeze to Miko's form. What was she looking for in a pet? "You said that, but I didn't expect it to take so long... I just want a hot guy, with muscles, who's taller than me, will do what I say, and only talk a bit when asked. Oh, and he definitely shouldn't scare easily, prey drive is difficult to manage if they squirm too much," she said. Her desires were simple she thought. Just the same they headed towards a elevator which would lead to a basement, where she'd pick up her flipflops which she'd discarded to move around more quietly.

[Bloodedge]

Kazuhiko may have been without inspiration at the moment, but he didn't believe two alleyway encounters in one day was the best course of action. New partner, new experience, he thought. It seemed Kei had an appreciation for nature befitting her spider Avatar in the other world. There was a suitable spot not very far from where they were currently. With no eyes on the pair already, Kazu looked at the direction of that sign Kei pointed to before darting off at superhuman speed. "That's an awesome idea! Haven't tried a nature trail or anything like that yet! Not sure about quiet, though. I'm hype!" he exclaimed along the way. Kazuhiko could not be kept from his enjoyment. Whatever Kei had planned for the redeemable 'reward' after their day thus far, he'd fully immerse himself in it. Kazu didn't stop moving on that mad dash until such a time as they were standing on a bridge, right in the middle of Minoo Park. He'd been to Osaka a couple of times in his original life, but he'd never been to this location despite its very scenic view. Right there on a bridge that was normally a sizeable tourist location, there was no one, all thanks to the ongoing festival. As such, Kazu could take a moment to look around comfortably while lowering the white-haired girl. "Sugoi! This place would be awesome during sunlight hours!" he observed.

Though Kyoka never had any issues with follow-through, Hiruko believed she was too ignorant about the 'hostage' she presently had. He had it on good authority that, if she pressed the right button, she'd be the hostage herself. "Mmhmm~" was his only response to that matter. As for the cup size she'd grown since they last met properly, Kyoka reported no change of diet or physical activity to facilitate the change. True enough, it was for the best that she hadn't grown taller. "Maybe it was magic~" he flirted initially. "Do be careful about that height though. You'll probably lose it from the bottom instead of the top. Then who'd I practice my pedicure skills on when I'm here?" he replied as they were led toward the location of Kyoka's gun collection. Along the way, she explained her ideal pet... with no shortage of ridiculous expectations, causing Hiruko to laugh. "You want one of the four total men in Japan who are hot, strong and taller than you. Sorry, three. No... two. I don't think Ojiisan is going to become your pet officially either. Last I spoke with him, he made it sound like he'd rather see the same side of you I'd wanna see. But you know those strong, silent types. He probably never let on, did he?~"

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko would find that even when he didn't have a whole lot of ideas, the girls who occupied the Student Council, came with their own interests and abilities to tantalize. As he took off running she giggled, "Heheh~ Of course, you'd appreciate my idea..." she managed with playfulness applied to her visage instead of the full type of shutdown she'd been having. Becoming comfortable around Kazuhiko was goof for their general interactions she thought. Though she wasn't testing him really, she found him more than worthy of her attention so she'd offer it, as freely as she was able. Once the arrived in front of the waterfall she grinned. She was being lowered gently to the ground and would also just stand to see the sight without interrupting it much at all. Upon seeing it Kazuhiko claimed that he thought the place would look great in daylight hours and Kei whole heartedly agreed as she leaned against the railing. "Yeah, we could always come back as a group for a more normal outing since the nature trail is one of those free attractions," she mentioned. Still for the time being, she'd hop onto the railing, standing on the edge, balanced on those strange clogs as she plotted a course towards their eventual good spot. "So then, I'll leave you a choice, behind the water fall... for scenic cave life... or under the bridge to keep the view?~" she asked. Whichever thing was chosen, she'd easily go about making a small accommodation for upon reaching it. Finding that she retained enough 'monster magic' to make a hammock out of spider silk for the pair of them to use. Which if she made under the bridge would function more like a large trampoline, but if it would be inside the cave, it'd be more like a cave wall suspended bed.

Kyoka wouldn't find herself being made into a hostage this day, though it was a possibility she didn't entertain. Mostly because, Miko was being good, because good girls got rewards and she was holding on to this idea for later. "I don't like that smug noise, you always make it when I missed something..." Kyoka said scoffing. Whatever the case was, she could at least appreciate the little doll she was holding onto for a few seconds before they moved on. As for the flirting about magic she shook her head... "Magic gives people bigger boobs, right..." she said rolling her eyes. Hiruko's flirts were quite normal to her by this point and while she'd once seen them as a way to try and kill him, she now saw them as a part of his normal mannerisms. And she didn't actually want to kill him either. "I'm 24, it's not like I'll be growing vertically anymore. I just... take off my shoes at the door and everything is fine. Though I'm sure I'm not the only one you can practice giving a pedicure to, I'll gladly take one later~" she claimed as if amused. "Ojisan? He's an option? Of course I didn't know... he never says anything. Just does his work and nods... And don't make it sound like such an impossible task..." she mused actually. He did fit all of the criteria she wanted, but if he wasn't going to be her pet, it was mostly useless except for stress relief or fun. "Ugh, maybe I'll just have to behave well enough to get sent out somewhere foreign so I can find what I'm looking for elsewhere..." she said while they took the elevator door a single floor. They entered what would be seen as a very sterile hallway and then an armory. The gun Hiruko wanted, was already in a brief case, all serial numbers filed off. A cleaning kit, box of bullets and two different holsters packed into that same thing. The Nighthawk as it was called was quite the tool, and this one in particular was a combination of carbon steel and deeper metal. "Because it's you... I took the liberty of getting some normal stuff to go with it. You want anything else? Or will it do as is?" she asked of Hiruko. For her part in this, Miko thought she knew a couple of people who fit the bill that Kyoka was looking for... not that she was saying anything... instead she was thinking about missing the warm weight on top of her head and the gentle chiming noise the green haired woman made when she walked.

[Bloodedge]

Once he was no longer holding Kei up, Kazu took a few meandering steps around the bridge to appreciate the view more thoroughly. He did like the idea of a return trip with the group, especially as it'd allow him some additional recollection on events soon to come. "That'd be cool. Gotta add it to the list. A fall trip wouldn't be a bad idea either; that's what I've seen in the pictures of this place," he mused. Moving on, Kei offered a choice between the waterfall and the bridge. Frankly, Kazu's tunnel vision wouldn't allow him to appreciate the surrounding area whenever they got around to doing anything; he'd only be able to view Kei herself. Speaking of viewing Kei, he had his wits about him this time and retrieved the phone from his pocket. "I'll be completely honest... the backdrop doesn't matter to me. Why not both? Also, since we're on topic... I've got a thing going on lately. I'm, like, really into getting pictures if that's alright. Whether it is or isn't, that yukata with the new shoes and the up-do look awesome, so... a few for the vibes?" he asked, already preparing an angle that would have Kei in frame ahead of the waterfall.

Funnily enough, Kyoka had known the meaning of Hiruko's mumbles for a very long time. Still, it was not his place to give details to things he didn't know the full extent of either. The apparent limitlessness of magic was something he'd tease freely, though. For example, he'd carry on with the topic of magic allowing bigger boobs. "From what I hear, magic can do whatever you want~" he said. Hiruko would have nothing more to comment on until they were up and through the elevator, comfortably within the armory to view a fresh, well-cared for gun and a series of add-ons he hadn't even asked for. Hiruko whistled his appreciation upon looking into that briefcase. "That's a hefty gift, Kyoppi. Custom model, good finish, spare bullets... You're trying to put me in your debt, aren't you? I'm sold~" he commented. Jokes aside, regardless of how much he was actually joking, Hiruko ended his inspection by closing and lifting the briefcase. "Price?" was his only question. As per usual, he treated anything discussed during earlier lighthearted moments was a separate matter entirely. Now, in seriousness, he'd make an actual deal.

[Apollymi]

A trip during the autumnal season was apparently on Kazuhiko's see list. Kei imagined this place looked quite nice dripped in the warm hues of fall. It likely also felt pretty nice for the sake of temperature and the like. "I could definitely enjoy a fall trip... I know the others would too," she said knowing that at least one person would claim it as a preferred season. Still, as Kei stood atop that railing, she made Kazuhiko a set of offers and got in return... honesty about his focus in this time period. He didn't much care and thought both ideas were good... she could understand that and offered both knowing she'd like either of them for different reasons. Well, if she was going to take a shot at one, and he was fine with taking a shot at both... why would she argue? Beyond that there was something flattering about this man wanting to take pictures of her, just because. She was modern enough to know the risks of such things, but after being in the card shop with him earlier, she knew innately that she didn't have to worry about his ownership of such images, as his response to someone unworthy having pictures of his wife was so openly hostile. If nothing else, he'd proved himself to be a person of high moral fiber and earnestness. If he said he wanted the pictures just because he was into taking them now, she could believe him. "Hmphf, well, if it's awesome then you should take the pictures!" she asserted as if it was a wonderful idea. "And I guess any others as well, I can trust you with that..." she offered quietly. As such she stood. Posing for pictures while little threads escaped from her fingers and moved about. The trampoline beneath the bridge and the little nest beyond the waterfall would be created. Just the same she posed for several pictures, from noble to cheesy with a large grin on her face to commemorate the occasion. And once the ones for the vibes were taken the girl would extend a hand to the lad with smug satisfaction. "I'll allow you to join me and collect a reward for amassing quite a few cool points today, by giving you some perfect angles for your pictures!" she declared with a smirk. Still... how she intended to fully reward him wasn't mentioned completely obvious when the hopped over the bridge and onto the trampoline, she'd aim to allow his landing first. Her own body would be suspended for a bit right above his... with one of those clogged feet precarciously balanced above him. "Not everyone gets a view like this so you should be grateful!" she claimed almost pridefully.

Meanwhile, Hiruko didn't confirm that Kyoka was right about his murmurings, but he also didn't tell her she was wrong. That usually meant there was some unknown bit of information and that maybe that cute girl was more problematic than her apparent lesbianism and lack of self-preservation. No instead he focused on magic, "Then I want it to find me a proper pet... when that happens I'll believe in it," she claimed. Anyone could get bigger boobs. Hell, you could buy them, magic should be something else entirely. "There's a silencer in there too~ Since we're keeping track~" Kyoka added with a casual roll of her eyes. Was she trying to get him in her debt? No... not really. But, if he was willing to place himself there she wouldn't be arguing. "I wouldn't do that... " she said in a tone which implied that she'd definitely do exactly that. "Well, that's a pretty pricy piece. I guess since I'm parting with it, I'll take the spring collection from Chioriya Boutique..." she said as if there was some equivalency between the price of those items. There wasn't but she knew that wasn't the point. Hiruko was the kind of friend that once you had him, your exchanges became unnecessarily extravagant. It was fine so long as you weren't the kind of person who needed true equivalency in relationships. If that was all fine there was nothing more. As for the change in Hiruko's demeanor, Kama found it interesting and Miko seemed not to react to it at all... she'd seen him do that a couple of times and logged it as part of his 'secret identity'.

[Bloodedge]

If the view was awesome, Kazuhiko was to take the pictures. Looking the part of a young boy on Christmas morning, he gleefully snapped a candid shot without hesitation. That arm of his was going to become legendary one day for the way it moved to capture various angles at rapid speed. He was already six images deep by the time Kei offered other types of pictures. "YOSH! Noted! I won't miss a beat!" he swore. With that, Kazu was on to getting some excellent stills thanks to Kei's posing choices. Some were refined, some were playful, but all were magnificent and coming together for a great story to revisit later. In time, Kazu was offered a hand to join the lass for his proper reward: perfectly angled pictures. He took that hand and found himself stuck to a web beneath the bridge with Kei looming over him, one foot hanging directly over his body. 'Perfect angle' was a good descriptor, for what Kazu had in his sights was the lightest of teases up that extended leg, just barely hinting at an idea of a long journey upwards. That, and the face of Kei looking down, were the primary focal points of his next picture. He truly believed this was a rare sight to see. Was he grateful? Well, with this kind of view... "I'm... definitely something," he admitted.

What Kyoka wanted from magic was the actual acquisition of a pet, at long last. Hiruko didn't know if magic could manage that... but he figured the use of magic on the right target probably would. "I'd wager you'll have to work your own magic for that one. When you find somebody you like, just show them your good side. Or I guess, pick from the lot♥~" he flirted further. By the time Hiruko shut that briefcase, Kyoka decided to ever so casually mention the silencer added to the collection of equipment. She certainly wasn't going to beat any allegations of putting him in her debt ─ nor was he trying to dodge the event itself. "You would. You are. And I like it~" Hiruko mentioned. What of Kyoka's price then? She equated the package to Chioriya Boutique's full Spring collection. Even with the moment being of a more serious variety, Hiruko wasn't having that sort of nonsense. "When are any of you going to learn?" he asked, exasperated sigh and all. "Fine. Spring collection and a full custom ensemble with a night out to make use of it. She should be in the area right about now anyway with the festivals starting. Deal's done; no more debate. Let's get moving~"

[Apollymi]

Kei was managing her own emotions pretty well in the moment. Though she'd returned to a slightly more haughty disposition, Kazuhiko didn't seem to mind it at all. He'd be allowed his pictures and they were both on their way to a new kind of adventure. Kei was found of the outdoors in a way which was natural to her spidery nature. She also created webs with relative ease, while allowing the lad pictures, then she pulled him with her, and stuck him to the web, looming over him and smiling with just the tiniest hint of menace. She claimed he should be grateful for the perfect angle, and he claimed he was something. She looked down his body as he was stuck to the web and knew something... She turned slightly, balancing easily on one foot while pinpointing his cock through his rather loose fitting pants rather easily. "Oh, I know that too... you've been showing off this thing since you changed," she mentioned resting her foot gently on top of it. Just the same she would seem rather drawn to it. Seeming to find it worth teasing him about even though she was supposed to be rewarding him for his outstanding achievements today. Still, beneath this Yukata she had on a pair of bikini cut lace underwear in a pale blue. She'd not yet adjusted to thongs or the like, but they could be called a different kind of interesting. if they were peeked at from the angle Kazuhiko currently had.

Meanwhile, Kyoka was being told to use her own personal magic to find herself a pet. Of course, this would be about seduction, and Hiruko would be flirting the entire time. It wasn't that Kyoka didn't take him seriously, she was simply much better at compartmentalizing than the super horny types. "Bleh, you're shameless. Besides, if seduction was enough... I'd have a pet already," she said seemingly upset about the lack of pet, but also showing no greater urgency. Whatever the case, getting Hiruko indebted seemed to be some sort of trigger for the man... or at least that was what Kama took from it. She was learning quite a bit during this interaction, so she'd be putting it to use at some other point. From Kyoka's perspective, Hiruko was simply being one of the more normal versions of himself, she scoffed, "Hmphf, well good to know it works on you~" she claimed as if it wasn't information she already had. whatever the case, she'd asked for something less simple than even the last time she'd traded something with him. And what she got in return was... What she wanted, and a great deal more. "You're too much no one is ever going to learn to deal with that... and I wasn't even holding back," Kyoka expressed and in her own opinion she wasn't, but she'd still take everything he offered. But others would learn, in fact, Kama never said no to anything Hiruko offered to begin with, but she put together that it was more normal to decline extravagant gifts. Miko on the other hand, seemed to think she'd never be able to ask the man for something he considered to be too much... and would instead simply remove that filter like she did many others. "Hai hai, I guess I'm being spoiled today too." she said as if she was unbothered by it and any potential fall out. "I packed the van, and one of those special bags. The bag has one of everything in it... and a full pill box as well as some of the stuff I had laying around. It's also insulated. With all the necessary adds. I even threw in a couple of bottles..." she explained as she turned to leave the armory and head down to the garage which would lead out to the main gate when pulled out. She picked up a a pair of shoes on her way out, with heels on them to match.

And while that group headed for an outing... someone else was also on their way out of somewhere. The last episode of In Another World with My Smartphone, was on its ending credits in a hospital room. and Chizuru for her part in this was sitting on the bed stretching and seemingly pleased. "See, it was a good one wasn't it?" she asked given the oddity of the main character and his 'ability'. While she hopped up, and packed aiming to collect her trophies and keep them safe as well as leave the lad in a decent position to be checked in on later. She'd have an easy conversation with him, while slipping back into shoes and the like having enjoyed her time spent cuddled up and watching tv. Little did she expect her day was about to take an odd turn, but such things were far more normal now than they had been before.

[Bloodedge]

It could be left to Kei to point out something Kazuhiko had been missing for the duration of their date. At his mention of being 'something' as it was put, her eyes traveled down. Anyone could have expected as much simply by virtue of her catching his meaning, but there was more to be taken from her follow-up statement. Kazu had apparently been showing off his groin since changing. He looked down, eyes naturally following the path of Kei's foot as it traveled over his bulge. Upon seeing it for himself, he was shocked. "Oh shit, really?! I forgot I didn't have magic pants anymore!" he lamented. Had that been the reason for Chiori and her assistant having such things to say? If so, he should have been reading more into that conversation. It seemed Kazu was receiving a most questionable reward, but the look on his face as his eyes traveled down Kei's leg and his phone traveled up... well, that look said there were no questions on the table. Ah, well... there was one. "Wait, you knew and you didn't mention?!"

Hiruko was well beyond shameless when it came to flirting with familiar, enjoyable faces. What he got from it though, was a unique form of bond that he couldn't claim with some random person. Moreover, there were some precious moments to be found within as well... such as Kyoka's understanding of her own appeal: something once thought lost to years of torment. Now, she fully understood how easily acts of seduction could work for her. Maybe she always did? He wasn't one to know. "You tell 'em~" he encouraged. Apparently, there had been no holding back in her request. What Hiruko wanted from those he offered gifts to was technically that, but also a bit more. She and the others were free to seek the extravagant, and he'd make it so. Nothing else would even classify as a favor when things were acquired so easily by the man. "Foot on the gas next time, yeah? Or on my neck if you like. Really get in there~" he said while making way for the garage. It sounded like everything they needed was preloaded into the van, leaving Hiruko with a fob being tossed casually in one hand. "Quick as always, Kyoppi. I'll take the van. Who's with me, and who's taking the car? It's a smooth drive~" he offered freely to any of the three women present.

All the while, Kurusu Akira was in recovery from something he'd been sorely lacking for ages now. So many of these anime had completely flown under his radar, and now Chizuru had introduced him to two very entertaining series. With a question of its quality floating in the air, he initially had only one thing to say. "If Truck-chan comes back and sends me to another world, I think I want my phone with me. I'll take Slip too. And uh... the Slimes. Definitely the Slimes," he mused. One particular episode stood out to him above all others ─ something Chizuru probably realized in the moment due to the 'tent' Akira pitched for fifteen minutes straight. "It was a good one. I thought it was just a joke that everything's a harem series nowadays. I like where this one is going," he admitted freely. Visitation was wrapping up smoothly this day... but just as Chizuru didn't know about the odd turn in her future, Akira didn't have a clue that he'd get even more visitors before day's end. "You're going?"

[Apollymi]

Kei was standing over Kazuhiko, prodding his bulge with a foot while balancing on the other. A bit of light torture seemed like a treat compared to how she could have reacted to such a thing. Surely, Kazuhiko would enjoy this more than most other things. As he took his pictures though he seemed surprised to know he'd been showing off his tool since his change in attire. Kei giggled, this man had the weirdest form of tunnel vision she'd ever had the pleasure of witnessing. "Yes really. I mean... Chiori-sama definitely does a great job, using lines and patterns to distract but... if someone knows what they're looking for, they will definitely see it. More so if it's all stiff and throbbing~" she teased as she continued to move it around with her foot. As for what she knew and didn't mention she simply turned her nose up, "Of course I knew, but I'm not gonna shame you if you want to walk around advertising yourself~" she said with utmost confidence. Of course, they'd have to move on at some point and she figured he'd be interested in how far it would go... "Since you're so keen to show it off, might as well pull it out right?" she demanded in a manner which was almost teasing, but she had no intention of helping him out right just now.

At the same time, a different kind of arrangement was coming up, for Hiruko and company. Before that though, a friendly relationship was playing out for observation. He claimed Kyoka should put her foot on the gas with her next request or his neck, he didn't mind either. "I bet you don't. I ask for crazy stuff and you claim it isn't enough, it's like you're looking for an excuse to spoil me~" she commented but she wouldn't be saying no. Meanwhile the fob of Hiruko's car would be tossed around in his hands and an open invitation to take his car was given to any of the three lasses who were present. "Wait?! You got a new one? Gimme, I want to joyride!~ I left the stuff I want signed on top of the bag..." Kyoka claimed immediately, something about a super car was oddly fun in a high stakes lifestyle. Having been spoken to directly, Miko's little voice would finally be heard again. "I worry that you'd let me drive your car, but will also abstain because I don't think I can see over the wheel without being in someone's lap," she mentioned. Kama for her part in this smirked, "I would drive, I think I'd be good at it. But I'm fine just riding along," she commented almost absently, she wanted a better magical look at Kyoka and to witness joyriding first hand. "Can I get my stuff out the front, I want a snack...I'll ride with you... also I have the address we're going to," Miko wandered knowing she also had the address in her phone. Which appeared as part of a strange app, which was connected directly to Dreameater's tour bus.

Meanwhile, Chizuru was cleaning up Akira's hospital room and having a casual conversation about the newest anime she'd had him binge watch with her. "Right? I knew your dirty self would be into the slimes. Full disclosure, I almost just brought a hentai instead of a normal series... might do it next time~" she claimed in a manner which wasn't really joke and which likely made it obvious that she wasn't going to be holding back any punches or the like anymore. As for the matter of harem series and the jokes around the community Chizuru only shrugged, "Every other series is a harem, and the ones that aren't tend to be tragic. Love interest dies and people are on journeys of revenge or rediscovery or whatever... the harems I find to be better overall. You can enjoy the ships and have them be canon too... no one loses~" she said as if that was the only reason to like such things. "Oh, maybe we'll watch one of the Otome style series next... I know a couple which are great, a bit dark but also fully immersed in the harem styling~" she said while wiggling her eyebrows. "Yeah, I gotta head out. I am going to drop by my apartment and pick up that hard drive for you along with some other stuff. I have an unveiling during tomorrow for my character... and there are a couple of things I have to get ready before then~" she offered leaning over to peck his cheek. "Still, I'll send you some updates and come through to check on you~" she offered with the greatest ease.

[Bloodedge]

If Kazu knew about his exposed bulge, he probably would have gone about the day quite differently. Obviously he had no cause for embarrassment, but he also didn't want to look like some flaunting jackass prancing about the festival. That may have been exactly what he looked like to some. Maybe that was part of the cause behind Sukoto Rindou's behavior? No... that sort of person was always like that, he believed. With Kei now moving her foot around that pulsing, growing bulge, he couldn't exactly regret its existence. Hindsight however, was a little different. "I didn't want to advertise myself though! Well... I guess that's not totally true. I mean, that was a date and all, so... I kinda definitely wanted you looking if possible, but that's it!" he insisted. As promiscuous as Kazuhiko's life was becoming lately, he still valued exclusivity in special moments ─ a date being one of such moments. Whatever the case, Kei teased the idea of pulling out that growing erection. Kazu's right hand was still controlling that camera, so he'd have to move his left to accomplish that. "Best idea all day!" he said. Alas, his left arm would not shift, as it was stuck to Kei's web. "Err... at least it would be. Is this a trap? This feels trappy─" he said.

If Hiruko was content to do one thing, it was absolutely seeking opportunities to spoil those who were special to him. Kyoka was not counted among his 'lucky charms' so to speak, but she could easily be called one of few progenitors of the idea itself. "I don't need an excuse, Kyoppi. I'm going to spoil you, and I'm going to do it because you're worth it. What I'm looking for is the opportunity~" he corrected. Regarding the choice of who would drive his new car, Kyoka made herself the first to speak the desire. Miko and Kama both abstained, though the latter still showed an interest as he figured she would earlier. Oh well. First come, first serve. Hiruko stepped toward the excited Kyoka, aiming to slip the fob into her cleavage slowly. "Take the scenic route," he suggested. As for Miko joining him in the van, he'd easily accept for numerous reasons. "Grab it on the way out and hop back in with me then. We've got something to talk about anyway. Just make sure Kyoppi gets the address and be ready for the most law-friendly ride you'll ever be on with me."

Of course Akira was into the perverted Slimes of that anime. If he had an opportunity, he'd absolutely have sex with a slime. In fact, it was so rooted in his mind now that his mind auto-completed Chizuru's initial clause, veering away from her eventual mention of bringing hentai to watch. "I... thought you were going to say you had a bunch of slime to play around with. I don't know if playing hentai in a hospital room is the best idea. Though... everything we did today was probably a bad idea too," he mused after a bit of thought. Akira was developing quite the interest in Chizuru's anime choices. Given the things she had to say about her own sexual preferences and experiments, he was sure he'd agree with her hentai watchlist as well. More exciting though, was the idea of receiving that hard drive she'd mentioned to him earlier. A busy week was ahead for Kurusu Akira ─ one seemingly quite full of Chizuru. "Hai hai. Could you hand me my phone before you go? I wanted to get a jumpstart on that subscription. For... research purposes," he said. Akira totally wasn't going to try the struggle equivalent of masturbation while scrolling through Chizuru's OnlyFans account or anything... Of course he wouldn't do that in a million years! "Definitely for research purposes," he reiterated. Surely he sounded believable... right?

[Apollymi]

Kei was content to tease Kazuhiko, as she always would be... it was a bit too easy once she was comfortable. Here and now, she'd found his surprise about showing off his manhood to be a rather interesting point for him. He had something interesting to say about it, claiming that it wasn't his intent to show off for everyone. In the date type of situation he'd wanted his date to look, "That's commendable. I did look a bit..." she confirmed even though it was only in passing. She wondered herself if others were seeing it and the only ones she could confirm by context clues were Chiori and the older woman who worked for her. She pointed out that he should pull out what he was working with for the lad to claim it was the best idea of the day. Soon after though he was questioning whether or not this was a trap. "It's definitely a trap, but if you're going to fall into one, mine are great!~" she claimed as if that made sense. She moved gently the foot she'd be using to tease his cock stepping just gently enough to release his left arm more completely so he could do what she'd told him to. The stickiness of her webs were determined by pressure to some extent and as such could be manipulated by her direct with movement or vibration if necessary. But that wasn't something she'd explain figuring a seasoned adventurer would have his own work around.

Meanwhile, Hiruko was explaining the lack of excuse he needed to spoil Kyoka. Instead he was simply looking for an opportunity he claimed. "Opportunity huh? Well, I'm not going to stop you... just know you're the reason I have unrealistic expectations of men," Kyoka mentioned with a casual shrug. No matter what, she'd accept what Hiruko had to offer, but that didn't mean she wasn't aware of his oddity. Speaking of oddity, she heard the voices of those two young women for the first time when offers of driving Hiruko's car was up. The smallest one seemed innocent and the other sounded detached and curious. Ah, but that was something to note for later, she'd get the opportunity to study the detached one more personally. The fob was slipped into Kyoka's cleavage way more deliberately than it needed to be and she grinned. "You don't have to tell me twice~" she chimed seemingly pleased. The small one wanted something out of Hiruko's car, and she assumed she wouldn't be far behind. Still, Miko received instructions and prepared herself for a more normal car ride than what she'd been used to with Hiruko. Well, she supposed there was a limit to how much one could push their luck with a vehicle full of contraband. "Hai hai..." she murmured. Upon reaching Hiruko's car she watched as Kyoka used the fob to pop the hood and open the doors. "Address?" she asked seemingly excited. "Arigatou, the address is..." she rattled of the exact street address which was the location of the studio being used... which was by location close to the Diamond Casino and with a long scenic route to it. It was noted as Miko grabbed three things. "Ja ne..." she said and Kama nodded as she slipped into the car and buckled in, waiting to take off with Kyoka. Miko on the other hand doubled back to join Hiruko buckling herself in with her things in the floor in front of her aside from one bag which she was casually rummaging through looking for snacks. At the same time, Kyoka would be sliding into the driver's seat and starting up a vehicle. After buckling in and adjusting the mirrors she'd spin out the driveway and take off in the exact opposite direction she was supposed to go in with Kama sitting right beside her curious about this girl's choice in driving practices.

At the same time, Akira was outing himself as a special sort of pervert. "You thought I had a bunch of slime? I don't... but at least I'll know where such a random request comes from if it pops up~" she said in a manner most teasing. Whether or not it would have been alright for her play hentai in a hospital room wasn't even a consideration of Chizuru's. "Eh, a little danger is fun though right? And not to brag but my hentai collection is pretty sweet~" she claimed as if it was reason enough for her to do what she wanted. Moving on from that point, Chizuru would definitely be making herself a semi-constant in Akira's life. Now that they'd had their introduction to each other, she didn't plan on letting him forget her at all. No... she'd further seed herself in there including but not limited to... making sure he saw as much of her as he wanted. She picked up his phone and handed it to him, while shaking her head... "I don't know who you're trying to convince, but you're not fooling me~" Chizuru pointed out though she couldn't help but find it amusing. "Make sure you start at a good place... if you're going to browse my OnlyFans~" she added. "Have a goodnight, Kurusu-kun♥~" she offered as she finally unlocked the door and slipped out, surprisngly enough at a normal time for visiting hours, bags in hands and new trophies fully collected.

[Bloodedge]

Kei did have a look or two at his groin while they were wandering around on their date. With that being the case, Kazu could be somewhat content with his abject sluttery brandishing the print of a massive meat stick all over Osaka. "Cool. Was it awesome?" he asked for further confirmation. What may not have been awesome, was Kazu's lack of ability to move that left arm. He wondered if it was a trap planned by Kei. By her admission, it was... but she praised her own trap-laying ability. One could easily assume it to be a matter of her pride as a spider, or something of the sort. Maybe it was more than that? Either way, Kazu soon found himself with the ability to move that arm after a bit of shifting from Kei. What sort of workaround would he find? None whatsoever, actually. Kazu used that freedom to reach down and tug his hakama away, but never did he plan on breaking out. If he ever thought to do something like that, it would be no issue... but where would the fun be then? He'd much rather just work to free his cock as demanded, all to figure out what Kei had planned with the trap still active.

"Well whenever your search is over, you're welcome~" Hiruko said about Kyoka's male expectations. He'd always take the blame for something like that. What she called unrealistic expectations, he called the standards she deserved to hold others to. Moving on from that matter, he took the time in which everyone else moved about and prepared to make his own preparations. Kyoka had three total CDs to have signed, and he had a van to adjust to. Hiruko had never been a fan of driving anything shy of a luxury automobile, but this was something he considered a job. He and Miko would be obeying speed limits and general traffic laws on their way out of the garage ─ all while he started the conversation he intended to have with the brunette. "That openness of yours is going to get you in trouble one day, you know? If the magical world is anything like this one, you're going to encounter a lot of issues with shady people. Oh, and I'm guessing you want to keep hiding your identity. Kyoppi will probably take ten minutes longer than us, so you can sign that CD without worrying. I'm sure she'll be too upset about 'missing Museion' to make the connection back to you."

Meanwhile, Akira had his smartphone in hand once more. He didn't even wait for Chizuru's departure to start logging in on the OnlyFans website, at which point he'd be searching for her given ID. "I don't imagine there's a bad place to start, but I'll keep that in mind. Remember to be careful out there. Let me know you've gotten home safe," he warned in the end. Out in the night streets, it seemed an unknown male should have been given similar advice. Closer to Chizuru's home than the hospital, there was a man with a sleeveless white shirt and baggy dark purple pants and boots. He had black and dark turquoise gloves with gold decals and a necklace. Around his left arm, he wore a white and gold sleeve with a red lining. This man had dark medium-length hair with teal undertones, pale skin, golden irises with avian pupils, and red eyeshadow. He also had a purple diamond marking on his forehead and a green tattoo around his right arm, its design completely foreign to this world. He was holding that right arm, which was drenched in what appeared to be blood as he rested in the middle of an alleyway. Would Chizuru encounter this man? Well, the effective route to her home would instead have her encountering a group of four ne'er-do-wells just before reaching that corridor. They were notably yakuza affiliated men, large in stature and watching the girl walk the night streets all alone. "Look here, boys. We got ourselves a cute little lady out here in dangerous territory by herself! Oi! Ojou-san! Shouldn't you have an escort?" one of the men called out.

[Apollymi]

Kazuhiko's only concern for Kei was if what she saw was awesome. He'd been marketing his meat since he changed clothes and all he wanted to know is if she thought it was awesome. She couldn't help but scoff in the face of such a ridiculous question and would go on to answer it, in the way that only a tsundere could. "If it was anything less, it would have been beneath my notice," she said seemingly triumphant. Of course, her attitude hadn't really changed. As soft as she could be, she would maintain equal bite. Speaking of equal bites, Kei would find the lad not bothering to free himself from her rather obvious trap. There was no extra struggle, he simply went on to remove his breeches with his freedom. She watched that large cock of his spring free and felt the recoil through the strings beneath him. With his meat exposed her foot would tap his rod, slipping out of that clog to apply her foot to it, directly. "Not even going to try and get free?" she questioned rhetorically. That up-skirt view of her would only become more prominent as she felt the length of his cock beneath her small foot. She was having quite a bit of fun already, watching him beneath her like this she felt in her element.

Meanwhile, in response to Hiruko's works, before Kyoka spun out, she flipped him the bird. Such would be the way she responded to most things. Moving on from that Miko settled into her seat and soon had an open box of a specialty flavor Mint Cream Pocky to snack on. "You want some?" she offered a snack to Hiruko as Miko would always freely offer of herself as she placed one in her own mouth. Of course, what Hiruko had to say soon after was not at all surprising. He observed that her openness would get her into trouble, even going so far as to extrapolate that such things would likely cause issues for her even in the magical world. "That is true... it probably already does. But in the magical world, humans in general register as shady and dangerous to me, so I'm usually more vigilant about being as unobtrusive as possible. My senses are still working though so I'll still know when someone is dangerous to me and everything going on around me. I've been working through sexy danger versus real danger for the last few days though, so I'll just add awareness of honesty to the box..." she said giving it a plain bit of thought, before she began chewing. She'd work her way through that stick before moving on. "And yes, I'm not ready for a reveal. Even if I accidentally outed myself yesterday... I still don't know what to say to people who like my music," she explained of herself. "Still I don't mind parting with an autograph, she'll be the third person to receive one," Miko whispered before starting in on the next stick.

With his smartphone in hand, Akira had a few words of general kindness to offer Chizuru. She should text him when she arrived home and be careful her on homeward journey. How sweet. "Hai hai, I'll be sure to text you when I get home. And I have bear mace~" she offered. That canister in hand as she stepped out. Some time later, after a bus ride and a walk, she was only a few blocks from home. Imagine her surprise when a group of Yakuza approached, one of whom was spouting the kinds of words which made him sound like a hentai antagonist. "Oya? You guys here look like the only danger... or are you just patrolling the streets to keep cute girls safe?~" she questioned almost as if she was amused. These gangbang scenes always went a specific kind of way. An offer for an escort, if you turned it down they forced you. If you took it... they wanted a reward for doing the duty they'd assigned themselves. It was always something a bit annoying about these sorts. She'd carry on a playful chat while trying to decide of this was a scene worth living out again. There were only four of them and it was always a veritable coin toss whether the Yakuza were horny or just trying to break someone.