Munetsuchi

Anais hadn't missed any information and in addition to the information she now had about the way this world worked. She had the original knowledge of her previous world. Without any desire or likelihood of going back to that place, she easily fell into her new life, even with its hardships. Beyond that point though, there was the matter of her falling to her knees before her teacher. She was sitting rather comfortably and looking up at him with that rather intense blush still on her face. Though she'd made clear what she wished to do, this was still a very embarrassing situation for her. Whatever the case, her choice was called interesting and beyond that point it was claimed that the method she was choosing was the most effective. "Hai, I came to that conclusion based on the information provided..." she mentioned seeming a bit sheepish. There was the claim that many misunderstood the nature of this sort of exchange and Anais could also understand this. "I have more information than the social norms to go off of, but I do understand how those misconceptions get passed around, especially when one considers a combination of factors, lack of mana sense, social hypocrisy, scummy people, inequitable and naïve relationships..." she explained as that hand of hers hovered over Ailen's groin. She'd have to get him out of his trousers to get the knowledge she wanted but it seemed rude to remove someone else's clothes. "Shishou, could you..." she found herself struggling to think of how to phrase her desire for aid in this moment. "Help." That was the right word, but with her blushing face and her gaze fixed upward it was one of those things she said and she felt would have been lewd regardless of the words she chose.

While Anais struggled with norms, Charles was having his idea of those shattered by a great deal. Various slight shifts in positions were taken by Sakura and with each one something different occurred within her depths. After experiencing all forms of this kind of movement, Charles made the claim that it was unfair and that he couldn't chose. The movements of Sakura's hips became a bit more steady afterwards as she looked down at the man and studied his face. "Oh? So you like them all? I didn't know if I expected that... " she said. Ah, Sakura was still rather alien but that didn't mean anything about the base of her personality hand changed. No, she was just metabolizing desire and using it the way a person did when experimenting. Still there was the last one she did for herself, which caused her an extreme amount of pleasure, and as such she would continue to move against that thumb, knowing full well she'd shocked the lad under her, but not being entirely sure why. Luckily enough he'd speak and it would clear up a few things. "It's not forward, you couldn't choose so I did something I thought I might enjoy. I saw it once and it seemed like fun... I was right," she stated as she kept up her own movements her body gently pulsing around his tool as she drew closer and closer to her sexual apex. "I wasn't hiding anything... it only makes sense to seek knowledge of what you enjoy when it comes to sex and mana-transfers. You will be completing them often for various reasons, so you might as well know what it is you like about it. And what the person you're interacting with likes about it... knowledge shouldn't be wasted," Sakura said. Her own movements continued and as if she planned to demonstrate the usefulness, she shifted her arms above her head, lengthening her spine as she rocked against Charles thumb and his lap. His tool rattled around within her and his thumb with its pressure seemed to push further and further....

Ailen explained the status quo, and Anais understood. An apprentice who could view topics of controversy from an objective angle was precisely what any mentor from his homeland wanted. Ailen had barely even entertained the idea of taking an apprentice in his long life, but now he fully understood why such apprentices were considered ideal. All knowledge he could share, could be utilized without bias or undue judgment. This one would truly take the greatest riches of knowledge, and turn it all into true wealth. "An astute observation. I believe I'm feeling a hint of pride already," he admitted. Now then, the girl on her knees was having some difficulty with something. That happened to be the moment he was meant to shine. Her struggle, however, was with asking for his assistance... in releasing himself? Ah, there were still those reprehensions. Oh well. Nobody could ask for everything, and the way she asked was somewhat comical. "Fufu~. It would be no issue if you did it yourself. I should have you know this is an unorthodox approach. But, if it is what you'd prefer..." Some statements didn't require finishing. By the time Ailen gave up on speech, he was loosing the belt at his waist. A few seemingly-excessive buckles later, and those form-fitting trousers were being tugged down from the top. Having already received a certain firmness, his manhood appeared to be forced down beneath those tight breeches. About half of his shaft was made visible with a bit of tugging, and suddenly... Ailen realized there was another point of unorthodoxy. "Oh? Strange. I've become so used to having them off by this point. I seem to have made a mistake in my wardrobe for this sort of exchange," he said. This sort of difficulty was far from expected when he dressed himself.

If Charlemagne wished for one thing, it was Sakura's silence. Of course he had nothing against her voice, or her as an individual, but she continued saying things that caused additional embarrassment and self-loathing. Even so, she said nothing wrong. He did like every one of those options. He liked them all far more than he should have, which was... at all. "Yeah, I think that makes two of us..." the lad mused as his gaze shifted to one side. It was probably for the best if he didn't look or think too hard. Sakura was making him feel enough already; the additional bits were unnecessary. That last little maneuver was also uncalled for... sort of. Sakura admitted to choosing something for herself. Despite everything he thought about ongoing sexual acts with a relative stranger, she was doing something for the sake of repairing his broken soul. If she wanted something out of it, it was only right that he let her have it. "Well I guess... this is supposed to help me and all," he surmised.

Other things said by Sakura made sense as well, even if Charlemagne still disagreed with the act itself. He did find himself wanting to know more about what the hell he was doing, but that was yesterday when dealing with Angelica. If she could even look him in the eye after hearing about all this, perhaps he could come away with some new developments. "So what else is something you..." Mid-sentence, Charlemagne's eyes wandered toward Sakura once more. He shouldn't have done that. In that single moment, he witnessed not a new position, but something else entirely. The marked goddess had her arms raised. That alone should have been something simple and easily-ignored, but it wasn't. He could take in the full sight of her, and it was somehow more appealing. Was it simply the raised arms? No, it had to be some other effect caused by that. Perhaps it was the jutting of her breasts, or the candid curve of her spine... or the easy view of that spread to her hips? Maybe it was all of that and everything between. Ah, his sentence hadn't reached its end yet, huh? "... want─"

Anais was already finding speaking with her mentor to be a rewarding experience. Sexual experience and strangeness aside, she received a strange amount of gratification from having her voice heard and her thoughts understood. Perhaps that was simply a left over thought from a long time prior to this one. But whatever the case, she couldn't help but seem a bit sheepish knowing that her observation was 'astute'. The idea that this man might have felt some pride in her thoughts already was something which was way more than she could have expected. Moving on from that, there was her plea for her help and her remaining reprehensions which weren't really problematic for the pair of them. He chuckled at her strange plea and claimed that it was unorthodox for her to ask for such help. He made mention that she could do it herself. "Noted," she murmured. Still there were complexities here, like the number of buckles attached to this man's waist and then the tightness of his pants. "See, I don't think this is the sort of thing one attempts without some foreknowledge," the lass said seemingly still a bit shy about the whole of it. Even so she tugged at her own tights which looked very thick but were very stretchy and as such managed to accomplish a form fitting look without its negatives. "Wiggle room or stretchy material..." she murmured. This had been a truth she understood even before this world no matter she was preparing for a new sight and a new lesson and there was something to be said for that.

At the same time Charles was dealing with his own internal problems. Though he'd told Sakura not to worry about him, his words didn't have the sort of enthusiam she'd have expected of anyone who got to bed a goddess. Well, he did have one of his own, but he still seemed to very uptight about the entire situation. It was a strange thing to her, though the antics of outsiders had been explained to her a bit, and she knew many had hang-ups related to sex and relationships that it was simply impossible for her to understand. "Hm, that is strange..." she thought. This lad had sex before this very moment, his lack of knowledge of himself was strange to her. Perhaps she would eventually find out why, but the lad was so shy she felt he might not answer if she asked him directly. "It is supposed to help, but that doesn't mean it can't be fun. It would probably be easier if it was, positive emotions make mana flow..." she stated as she continued her ride. Closer and closer she inched towards an orgasm caused by her own movements. Her recent change in positioning seemed to lead Charles to speechlessness when he'd been questioning what she wanted out of this ordeal. "You mean from the sex?" she questioned as if there was another option. There was, but she also didn't equate the sex with just the act, but she assumed he was taking the more human approach when asking that question. "I've seen lots of things, a few of them are applicable from this position. Of that list, you could move more..." she said giving it a bit of thought. It wasn't difficult as a thought that she might reach climax from this position, but when she'd seen such a thing, it'd been a bit more intimate, he seemed uninterested in that part with her, so she figured it'd be more like the more carnal versions of similar acts she'd seen... That involved both parties moving, seemingly in a rush or something of the sort.

Ailen had no shortage of pride toward this new apprentice of his. Upon mentioning it, Anais seemed to take the words strangely. He couldn't attribute any negative emotion to her physical reaction. If anything, she just seemed more skittish. Ah... that must have been embarrassment or something else that removed one's ability to react properly. She'd get used to that sort of thing eventually. First, she needed to receive his knowledge and whatever else she sought to gain from him. Before that, he had to free his damnable trouser snake! "Khaor bren!" he murmured while fidgeting away. While he busied himself, Ailen witnessed a strange movement by Anais. She was reaching for her own pants, not to remove them as one would initially think, but to showcase their expansiveness. Perhaps he could have used something like that. "I will consider it an investment if this is the form of lecture you're choosing. I can't well run into this situation every time," he griped. "If I could just..." In a few moments, Ailen managed something at last! He hadn't managed to pull his trousers down as much as he'd like, but he pulled them just low enough to let his full shaft spring forth at full mast. "Ah!" he shouted victoriously. Luckily enough, he even managed to narrowly avoid accidentally jabbing Anais in the face with the reveal of his full length.

Not all things could be avoided, sadly... or happily? Charlemagne couldn't tell which of those two things was more accurate. He wanted nothing to do with this interaction between Sakura and himself, but oh did he want it to keep going all the same. That visual alone had him furiously throbbing within the lass. His own body was keen on spiting him, apparently. It must have been in league with Sakura, who insisted that all they did today should be fun even while being helpful. It would allegedly even be easier if they enjoyed themselves. That wasn't something Charlemagne wanted, though it also wasn't something he could stop. He'd go on to have the best worst time of his thousand-year life. "I can't just have fun! I mean... I might be. But it's not because I want to! You're just... well..."

Poor, poor Charles. He didn't know right from left, right from wrong, or sex from mana transfer. Sakura wasn't guiding in any truly helpful way either. Angelica would have addressed the entire ordeal as a mana transfer, but when asked what she wanted, Sakura asked if it was to be from the sex. She was no less eclectic than Angelica, but she was sure speaking in more 'normal' terms. How was he to take this? All things considered, everything was probably the same regardless. "Not how I expected you to word it, but... yes?" he said with an upward inflection. As for her answer, there were numerous unspoken things. All she mentioned aloud was the idea that he could move more. Right... that was normal, wasn't it? "Oh. Is that all?" Maybe moving his own hips should have been the start for Charlemagne. Thinking it was better late than never, he tentatively began thrusting upwards into the goddess's undercarriage. There was little to his movement, albeit for multiple reasons including his own lack of longevity. That fact had a grip of his groin more intense than even Sakura could manage... probably.

Ah, it seemed Anais was in to witness a great struggle. Her mentor was busy trying to remove himself from his pants, all the while she saw half of his length as he struggled. A muttering occurred in a language she didn't truly recognize but she was certain it was about his pants. He seemed to see her gesture and understand her mention of stretchy material for his breeches. Of course, he took it under advisement as the idea that she might enjoy this kind of lecture. In the moment Anais was certain her face couldn't have gotten any redder, but she felt more heat, even as it encroached upon the back of her neck. "I would likely try a few but this seems like the way I'd be most prepared for," she said of her understanding of the kind of 'lecture' she wished to receive. Ah, and then there was success, after only a bit more struggle and then Anais realized that it was truly about half the man's length which was left to emerge. She saw it first hand and it surprised her just a tad. Now she was looking at it, and couldn't really look away. She had enough information in her head to know how it would work but it still didn't seem like it should. Besides all that even with him being as tall as he was, this seemed quite extreme. "No wonder that seemed like such a struggle... I definitely couldn't have managed that on my own," she commented while still staring. Yes, Anais was quite certain she would have smacked herself in the face with it if she'd been the one to free it, and that would have only served to knock her unconscious in her embarrassment. Ah yes, she knew that limits existed in the minds of those who had them, even so was this really going to fit in her mouth? It seemed almost impossible.

At the same time, Sakura heard out a strange declaration from Charles. He couldn't have fun, but he might be... but he didn't want to but somehow it was her fault. Sakura wasn't sure how she was meant to interpret those sentences, perhaps she ask her parents when all this was done. It didn't innately make sense to her what he was saying at all. But just the same, she felt she was right to avoid the extra intimacy since it seemed he had so many problems with it. She kept moving her hips only to give his words some strange consideration. It would likely be better to break their established bond soon after they did what he needed to do, he was obviously very conflicted over it. Though he told her not to worry over it, she'd only been postponing her thoughts on the matter so that they could properly fix his body and soul. "You seem really confused by this..." she stated in that strangely empty way she spoke of things, even while her body took advantage of him.

Speaking of advantages, she managed to get at least a reasonable answer out of him, but apparently the way she'd spoken had surprised him in some way. She really felt this was strange considering how much he was ignoring the intimacy of this act. But he seemed to comply with her wish, thrusting up into her person. With each movement like this she fell onto his manhood repeatedly. It gained its own rhythm and this ride became a cooperative action for the first time since they'd started it. Well, that wasn't true, when they were kissing he'd been moving back but that seemed almost unconscious. "That's good, I think I can do this~" she chimed. Repeated thrust would nudge her closer and closer to the end of her rope. "Also its fine. Touch how you want, do what you want, you don't have to hold back... I won't either," she said as the shaking of her hips continued at their current pace and her grip on him as this ride continued until she reached the end of her rope. When that happened, she slammed this lad home within her, seemed to draw him as far into her core as she could manage him and clamping down upon him with an unconscious vigor that would make it seem as if she wanted to milk him for all the mana he'd consumed from her. At the same time, her own would wash over his physical form trickling into his mind, body and soul...

The choice Anais made was not a matter of finality, according to the girl herself. It was her claim that she'd probably delve into other methods in time, but that this was the method she was most prepared for. That could only be a matter of understanding, considering what he knew of outsiders thus far. She selected a transfer that would allow her to make the most use of knowledge, and perhaps mana depending on the chosen purpose. Now, all he had to do was free himself of those wretched trousers! Once he managed that, Anais had something else to say ─ something that didn't make much sense to the elf. Realistically, she would have had an easier time releasing him than he did. "I don't understand. You have the point of leverage; I believe it would have been much easier from your end," he said, not knowing why she even thought there would be an issue.

Charlemagne seemed confused. Of course he was! His morals demanded that he not enjoy any of this, but he couldn't even pretend that was the way things played out. Entering Sakura may have been the greatest thing he'd ever done, and that was... disgusting. However, Charlemagne was still a kind individual. "Well... it's not you or anything. I just never felt anything like this before. I can't stop feeling wrong about it," he admitted. Regardless, there was no undoing what had already begun. He'd be doing his best to move on mentally until this whole ordeal was over, and it would all start with his initial conscious movements. Sakura responded to him physically, moving herself to create a harmonious dance of debauchery. This was ridiculous. It was terrible. It was incredible.

By the time Sakura achieved what she had been moving toward personally, Charlemagne barely had an ounce of resistance left. That moment of slamming and clamping sent him rocketing toward the edge, and yet... he was already fighting against the conclusion. Why? Well, there was a reason for that. Whatever the reason for his resistance was, that 'milking' Sakura aimed for would not occur in its entirety. There remained a spillage of seed which didn't nearly match the quantity of the previous two, even though it certainly should have. While Charlemagne shot that smaller amount of his essence into the girl, there was even a notable wince brought about by his hesitation. It seemed he almost managed to fend off ejaculation entirely, managing only half. Why did he do that? Time would tell. At the same time though, his left hand took the cue of her more recent words, taking hold of her right breast. He may have been resisting a bit, but it appeared he wasn't quite done either. . .

There was a shocking bit of misunderstanding taking place between Anais and her mentor. In fact, it could be said it was a difference between expectation and experience. Ailen questioned Anais based on the idea that she would have had the leverage to help him get out of his pant. At the same time Anais didn't need to understand the physics to stick with her initial assessment. "Iie, shishou. It wasn't about leverage it is..." she was blushing, again. Finally managing to draw her eye away look just a tad sheepish. "It was a comment about size. Well, I don't know... I don't have a lot to go by. I haven't been out looking for them or anything but the ones I've seen aren't nearly so much," Anais mentioned in her perfectly soft tone. The poor girl might die if she spent too much time thinking about all this and beyond that she was now having a different sort of problem, which was knowing that she was taking this into herself which was a bit scary even while understanding how it was supposed to work.

At the same time, a bit of honesty came from Charles, this wasn't about Sakura, or rather his weirdness around this situation wasn't her fault in anyway. According to the lad, he'd never felt anything like this before but he couldn't stop feeling wrong about it. It was an oddly honest confession and one which made Sakura look at him with sympathy. She couldn't understand his plight but she supposed his confusion made a bit more sense. As such she reached forward resting a hand on his chest and giving it a few gentle pats in the way one would comfort another. Of course, there were a couple of ways she would have thought to do this otherwise, but figured that one would be most appreciated because of the lack of expansive contact to further confuse him. She had this thought even while struggling to figure out what do with the concentrated evil in her body and dealing with her own strange circumstances.

Speaking of strange, there was the matter of their continued sex. Sakura got to feel something quite enlightening. Actually her brain was sparking rapidly and all those muscles in her form just released initially causing her body to halt atop Charles for a few seconds. There was an almost magical light in her eyes as she gave it a bit of extra thought. "Oh? Is that what that's like... I understand now why Kaa-sama has five husbands," she murmured seeming to come to a great deal of understanding. She received a jolt of mana straight to her brain, in addition to the relaxing sensation of her body and loins and the heat. There was something missing but she figured that was due to Charles' inability to give her the sort of intimacy she'd witnessed in others. Ah, but maybe that wasn't exactly the case. She'd not done the lad in as completely as she thougth she would. And he'd be found grabbing onto her chest with one had as her core clutched him. He seemed to be pretty active now, so perhaps he'd finally decided what he wanted to do. She wouldn't interfere with his development. She leaned forward a bit giving him more of her squishy breast to hold in his hand and gained a strange amount of leverage while her hand rested upon his chest. Which she would use to move only her hips. Up and down but also round and round in circles, with her knees lifted for better views and leverage. The tightness of her didn't really recede either, so she continued clutching at him while paying close attention. Since he liked so many things, she shift her own form to give him a better view. Speed up her ride to give him more sensations and help him along.

Anais claimed her inability would have been linked not to leverage, but to size. What size? Surely it shouldn't have been the size of his member... but it was. Without having many examples, she presumed that his was larger than the norm. It sounded as if her other examples were simply subpar. "Congeniality bias. I suppose I failed to give you that information. The mass of a male's penis is directly correlated to his mana, just as a woman's breasts are. There are of course some differentials determined by personality, or in some cases even conscious decisions, but that is the general rule of thumb. It could be said that if mine is larger than others you've seen, it is because my ability to provide mana is greater. That is all," he explained. With that however, he thought it was necessary to deliver the knowledge properly. Anais luckily hadn't started anything yet, so Ailen bent at the waist to meet her lips again. This exchange of knowledge would be a less lengthy one, albeit with no shortage of tongue to inform Anais of their... biological mana-delivering apparatuses, so to speak.

Meanwhile, Charlemagne admitted to his most recent dark secret. There was no use trying to hide his own enjoyment in Sakura's presence. Even if he did, she'd probably realize it herself. She proved her strangeness once more, though. Upon hearing his truth, Sakura reached out to offer a comforting pat to Charlemagne's chest. It was such an innocent gesture, he could do naught but cave to it. That, he couldn't keep himself from. Luckily, the same couldn't be said about ejaculation... which he still managed to partially hold back.

It seemed orgasm was a new sensation for the former purple-haired girl. In experiencing it for the first time, she understood why her mother had five husbands. That did make perfect sense, except... "Five what now?" Charlemagne questioned. He did notice her calling that one man chichiue and the other tou-chan, so it was easy to assume there was some sort of stepfather scenario at play. Hearing that the goddess Miwa had five active husbands, he couldn't make heads or tails of anything anymore. "That's so excessive! I can't eve─ahhh~" Suddenly, Charlemagne had more important things to deal with. Sakura had already leaned forward to make his left hand's grip even more satisfying... while also applying an even more ridiculous grip to his tool. "... I think I just stopped caring," he said. As he looked at Sakura in this new position of hers, and as he felt the alteration of her internal walls, he gained a certain understanding. Surely there was at least a reason five separate men would tolerate the divided attention of one woman, especially if it was the kind of stock that created one like this. He'd wait in line for this. He'd draw lots for this. He'd make an appointment for this. He'd even almost forget his entire purpose for this. Even so, there was still one question in mind. "Wait. This is new for you. How are you... so... umm..." Once more, the truth was embarrassing. Admitting what he thought was embarrassing. Alas, he'd already started speaking. He may as well finish, right? "So... good?"

Anais made it through her comment about the manhood of her mentor without passing out, which she counted as a win to her credit. What would come next, as seemed to come anytime she expressed confusion or embarrassment, was a bit of a mini-lecture about the nature of physical forms and their connection to the ability to confer mana. Well, that bit was a bit of a downer if she was being honest. "Sou ka..." she said seeming to gain some understanding. "Welp, there goes flat is justice," she murmured, even while it was explained that there were a few caveats to the information she'd been given. Of course, the lecture when it was given wasn't just words... no soon enough Ailen was leaning over the small girl bent at a ridiculous angle to reach other. It was interesting to see him leaning towards her in such a way, even so, she opened her mouth to accept the coming tongue and once again begin fidgeting. The information she was given in greater detail made her reconsider her pouting a few moments prior. She It wasn't as simple as the verbal lesson had implied. Those who didn't initially show signs of being able to convey mana, could be made to do so overtime, or could become anything they liked. Those who were in the middle were quite flexible and could always decide what they wished to do. And those more voluptuous by their natures were just naturally able to give mana with ease. That seemed like part of the defining factors. Besides that there was apparently an innate ability in many to compress their physical forms even when they had more outrageous figures for various reasons.

Much to Sakura's satisfaction, Charles seemed to accept the comfort she offered while she continued on her journey. After she found herself speaking about the nature of her orgasm and understanding her mother's life choices, it seemed Charles found it rather strange. He claimed initially that five was excessive, firstly seeming not to understand. "Five husbands... " she repeated not understanding what was odd about this. Well, perhaps it was another one of those strange human notions, he had mentioned monogamy earlier as if exclusivity and monogamy were used interchangeably in his own mind. As she shifted her ride and gave him more to hold on to, her hands on his chest were used as leverage and she seemed to be stirring herself towards another ascent. Even so, it wouldn't stop her from answering him even as one of her hands found its way to the apex of her sex and began to tease it. What she was doing was very clear, but the why was probably off. Still each flicker of her finger would send a jolt into her sex to be felt even as her movements became less drastic physically. What was more, Charles chose to question her goodness... "I'm a child of wisdom..." she said almost as if that should explain it, but she figured the humans who were being taught to believe in one god, wouldn't understand what it meant to be born of one in truth. "Using observed knowledge is something I can do innately," she clarified. That was to say this was a practical exercise for something she already understood. "Is that not how you think to try new things?" she asked seeming to not understand how other people accomplished things at all, but content to hear about it. "Actually a new idea based on an old idea is always pretty good..." she said aloud seeming to be rather dangerously close to the edge, and a breakthrough.

Flat is justice. Ailen felt as if he'd heard that statement before for some reason. Simultaneously, he felt as if he'd never heard it until this moment. One might wonder what that was all about, but it wasn't something Anais harped on for very long. Well... perhaps that had something to do with her occupied mouth. Just the same, whatever it was could have been cleared up by the full breadth of knowledge he offered. She could do well with knowing that this world had those who gave and utilized, those who were more akin to blank canvases who could fill themselves with the mana of others, and those who were perfectly between the other two. Ailen had once been the lattermost option himself, only becoming what he was now after years upon years of spiritual and mental growth. Their lips and tongues separated by Ailen's machinations eventually, and the snap of a saliva trail heralded his final comment on the matter. "There. I hope that fills in any holes left behind by my mediocre explanation," he said while straightening his posture.

Five husbands was a lot of husbands. If Miwa happened to be like an experienced version of Sakura, however, Charlemagne officially considered himself surprised by how criminally low that number was. How did Sakura not have five husbands already? How did Miwa stop at five? He may never learn the truth, but surely both had many, many suitors, right? "I thought five was a lot. Now I think it's not enough. You should have fifty. Yeah... fifty sounds right," he mused. Given how he felt, Charlemagne was sure any living man could be completely satisfied with one-fiftieth of what he now felt. According to Sakura, she was a 'child of wisdom' as well. That must have been some way of saying which goddess her mother was. She would certainly never run out of ideas with that being the case. "Huh. That makes sense. You must have a lot of answers," he said as if continuing his own train of thought aloud.

In all the madness and life-ruining, Sakura reached her own womanhood with one hand. Her movements became a bit more streamline as she teased herself. Interestingly enough, that side-effect gave Charlemagne just a bit of reprieve. On the other hand, she said something about new ideas that were based on old ones. Something about that sounded... markedly dangerous. "Why do I feel like I should be worried about you saying that?" the lad wondered. Charlemagne was already barely holding on to reality; he dreaded the thought of being exposed to anything more ridiculous than the raw ability Sakura continued unveiling.