Charles Patricius

Hanabira had lost consciousness from yet another collision with the wall. The way Kazuhiko saw things, he'd be better off losing consciousness on a more permanent basis. He didn't intend to let any of these culprits live. Their methods were reeked of Saxony. If Saxons were allowed to live, their methods propagated. His was the responsibility of trimming the hedges, so to speak. "Get the next one," Kazu said to Sena, expecting Hanabira to pass out again later. For now, he woke the lad with another kick to the face, another slam against the wall. Before Hanabira could speak this time, Kazuhiko was already making demands again. "You're low on chances. Do as I say, or die," he said in an eerily plain manner. Hanabira only seemed more confused. "Huh? What are... you talking..." It seemed Hanabira was effectively concussed. Neither Kei nor Kazu was successfully getting an apology in the moment. With that in mind, Kazu shifted his gaze to Sena. "Do you want this one instead? It's pretty satisfying," he claimed.

At Kei's end though, there was a demand being made of the missing lad from that original group. Three were already being punished at least, but one of them had been caught in an attempted escape. Kei wasn't having any of that, but this lad wasn't being very complacent for different reasons. "Who, me? Try another one; I haven't done shit to you freaks!" he insisted. Seiichi thought that wasn't the best idea in terms of response options. Regardless, he was more concerned with the death of those others coming without the apologies Kazu and Kei sought. "Well... I only asked because, if you wanted, I could fix those guys and keep them alive until they give in. I don't see the point of torturing someone to death if you're not even going to get results," Seiichi commented, sharing his own strange form of darkness. Speaking of darkness, Kaguya was revealing a bit on that phone call as well. "A sailor suit, huh? Did you get one too?" Hiruko asked initially. "Actually, it doesn't matter. I'll get new ones for everybody. Oh!" As if remembering he'd been rude, Hiruko switched his phone to speaker mode just then. "It's Kayacchi. She doesn't know about the yacht yet~" he said to Sakura. Moving on to the situation Kaguya and some others were in, she quickly fell into code-speak. Hiruko understood her precise meaning throughout that speech, and in fact... the way she translated left him throbbing within Sakura. Of course, there was also some disturbing information in the mix. "When you put it like that, Kayacchi, it really gets me going. I knew I made a good choice picking you. Tell you what? I've got a phone call to make anyway, so... I'll see if there are any strings to pull. Anything else while I'm on the line?" he asked. If Kaguya wanted nothing else, Hiruko supposed he'd be making another call to Makima right away.

In the storage room, Reiji was further kept from reprieve. In fact, she claimed life was too short to avoid spontaneous moments such as what she now facilitated with mobile hips. Reiji's body obviously didn't disagree; he kept hardening under those movements. What Miko had to say was inline with Sakura's earlier words, albeit with a more clear and concise purpose that didn't seem so totally random. Already one deep, he wasn't so reprehensive this time around. Would he rely on nostalgia just a bit for the sake of pleasure-seeking? Well, that didn't even seem necessary; nostalgia wasn't the sole culprit of what he currently experienced. Miko offered... 'help' of some sort. Reiji could only sigh as he gave genuine consideration to the two-way offer, surprising himself in doing so. "I should instead be wondering what's happening to me lately. Shouldn't you be regrouping with your friends? There isn't even time for what you're suggesting, and as you yourself said... I am on the clock," he stated.

"Hai!~" was the response of Sena. That fat man was being beaten into and out of consciousness in intervals as they aimed to get apologies out of these lads for their bad behavior. Of course, this was a strange and very Alayan form of parental bonding but that was fine for everyone except the humans in the room. All the while, Emirie stood behind her father, and watched as her sister seemed to be having quite a bit of fun playing the role of enforcer. Her own twin took a pretty similar pace looking after one of the other people and this was turning into something rather wholesome aside from how it started. "Yeah, I've been waiting to kick someone's ass today!" Sena claimed, well there really was no denying her parentage. Another kick would be bouncing that fat one's head off the wall again, held back enough to keep anything from happening. It seemed the only one who could actually talk was content not to take responsibility. Kei's eyes didn't leave him as he claimed they were freaks and that he'd done nothing. "No. It doesn't work like that... a group of people don't hang out, plot their weird blackmail hentai antagonist bullshit, and play a game to determine who is going to do what with girls they've never met before just for you to claim innocence here. Fence sitting isn't an option and as they actually tried it, your guilt is clear. Don't make me figure out what you did, because if I have to, what happens to you will be worse than them." Kei mentioned those words with an amount of calm which was a bit disturbing considering the violence she'd delivered. "Can you fix, just his punctured innards and leave the breaks? It's a just punishment considering he has bones the consistency of chalk while possessing the audacity to call me a beansprout," she concluded to Seiichi. But she was a control freak, and they were in control... this was the place she dwelled in the best. "I don't have a full set up here, but I could go peeking around his phone pretty easy..." Ai mentioned almost casually her own phone sitting on the table in front of her, screen lit up.

Just the same Kaguya was having a seemingly normal conversation, "New sailor suits for everyone? Doesn't that sound fun~ You're the best♥~" Kaguya said happily. Whatever the case, it seemed that Kaguya would be getting an on purpose switch to speaker from Hiruko's end, so she could hear the busy activities and the voice of Sakura, safe, sound and having fun. "Hirrun, said he'd get a bigger boat than the one we're on right now. Never been on a yacht but it sounded like fun. Are you guys going to hang out for that one too?~" Sakura asked her voice a bit hiccup-y. "Oya? A yacht party does sound like a great deal of fun. Glad you're having a good time Saku-chan♥~" Kaguya mentioned. Meanwhile, that throbbing of Hiruko was something she'd recognize and feel and move her hips to, while she kept up her own works. "Glad to keep you going, Hi-niisama. I don't have any other immediate needs, though if you could find a way to staunch those leaked trade secrets, we could keep the outraged spilled drinks to a minimum. Mi-chan wanted to talk to you... but she's acting as a distraction, so she can't come to the phone right now♥~ Quick as you like, feel free to call me back, Saku-chan I'll text you♥~" Kaguya mentioned almost playfully. "Hai!~" Sakura answered, seeming somewhat relieved but also a bit more curious... no direct mention of Kazuhiko had been made, but it was her assumption that it was him, who flipped the table. As such Sakura needed to find out his emotional state. That was her responsibility. Any call made to Makima after that would be answered within seconds, "Speak."

Speaking of taking responsibility, Miko was busy flirting with a man in a storage closet and maybe succeeding. At the very least, she could feel the stiffening of his cock and knew it would be well worth the effort of freeing it from his pants. She'd not stopped her movements against him and instead simply bent at the waist showing that deep bend in her spine as if she was looking at something on the low self, but instead her fingers were gently trailing his thigh down the length of his manhood. When questioned about her friends and the like a little smirk came to Miko's face and she peeked backwards at Reiji and explained. "I have a bad habit of wandering off for my own little adventures during this sort of thing. My friends are playing card games right now, they are super into it, they won't miss me for the duration of a lunch break. Let's call it that... everyone gets one of those, even the owner right, Reiji-san♪~" Miko questioned playfully. "My friends are trustworthy, they'll definitely let us know if we're needed, as for what's going on in your life right now, if it's anything like mine, I assume you're having a bunch of new weird fun. And there's nothing wrong with that, as random and overwhelming as it may seem, you can share it with people like us♪~" Miko chimed happily.

And so, the addition of Sena had Hanabira out like a broken light once more. Something was already wrong with his head, so he figured she was due a bit of extra fun for the help she'd offered. "I figured you were," he said about her apparent waiting. "Good form. Emirie, what do you want done to the ones that tried you?" he asked. Kazuhiko realized the other boy was still very conscious and trying to keep himself safe via silence. His apology had been given after some 'convincing' at least, but Kazuhiko didn't intend to let him go easily. The larger one had a much more audacious approach that Kazu also hated because he'd sacrificed a comrade for personal gain. Taking Emirie's desires into consideration would come first, but that one had to pay an additional price in the end. On the topic of paid prices, the one Kei dealt with would ideally be left with his broken ribs even if his lungs were patched. Seiichi seemed contemplative in the face of her request. Could he actually repair one, but not the other? Probably. "I should be able to? Well... I'll at least try for fear of what you'll do if I disappoint. Someone should watch this group though," he said while keeping the last boy addressed by Kei from slipping through. That one apparently had no intention of admitting any guilt.

Kaguya had only one additional request: doing something about Sakura's leaks. Hiruko already gave consideration to the likelihood of that occurrence, so it was a non-issue for the girl's reputation. "I can probably get somebody to clean all your spills pretty soon. Keep an eye open. Pay to my album if you like♥~" he said as the call came to an end. With that, Hiruko was dialing Makima and reaching her in moments. Speakerphone remained active for the time being. "Arf♥~" he said playfully to start. As he needed work for another's sake this time, Hiruko was quick to address the point. "I'm looking for a favor. I've got some lucky charms who got themselves caught up in something, and they need a cleanup quicker than I can reach. Sending address. Got anybody nearby who can handle the job?" he asked, finally freeing his hands to grasp at Sakura's hips and put forth a bit of thrusting effort himself.

It seemed Miko had an excuse for everything. Her alleged habit of wandering off was enough to justify her current absence, and as for his... she was content to blame the fact that everyone else was busy with their games. It all made perfect sense, but the speed by which she presented those alibis was almost disturbing. Reiji would have been bothered enough to comment, but that arched spine under his gaze was quite the effective distraction. If that wasn't enough, there was a hand passing over that stiffening bulge to further goad him along. She alluded to the time of a lunch break. Under any normal circumstance, he would have argued the possibility of that... but after dealing with Sakura, Reiji couldn't be too surprised by anything. "You know what? I strangely believe you. I guess I'll at least listen to whatever ideas you have, against what I should call my better judgment."

Sena was congratulated on her form, and blushed with pure happiness at the compliment. "Arigatou!~" Sena chimed. As for Emirie what did she want to happen to those who tried her? "Logic says that I shouldn't really hold a grudge, but I don't think it's possible for them to reach the proper conclusion on their own. I'd rather they not be left to cause the same kinds of problems to others..." she decided with a fair bit of conciseness. She could fight and would do it herself if necessary but she maintained a certain amount of disgust about that fat one. As for Kei and Seiichi, he claimed to be able to try but needed the lad he was holding back to not be able to run off. "Fine, I'll hold him..." Kei mentioned. She realized she had some ability to use some of her lower level magic. Nothing too great, but her fingers extended an several invisible strings would attach themselves to each of that lad's limbs. She was also just enough of a sadist that she'd let him attempt to run. And if he did, he'd find himself flyign towards the ceiling and having the air knocked out of him so he couldn't scream either. All the while, Ai was mirroring his phone and seeing those same videos that had been shown by the loudmouth orange haired guy. None of these guys felt like Sakura, she had not had sex with them so... them possessing those videos that also didn't come from her phone was crazy. "He definitely has the videos too, they have watch counters," Ai mentioned of that one. Even if he wanted to claim innocence he owned someone else's porn that wasn't given to him by the person most heavily featured in it.

"Definitely♥~" Kaguya agreed to pay the man some pictures, as soon as she was able to take them. Whatever the case, another phone call was starting and though he was still in the middle of sexual activity, but managed his usual kind of reaction. She heard that and was fine to listen to his request, even as she sat in her office in that straight backed chair with her form perfectly aligned in the middle of it. "Hi-pyon? You're picking up pets now... they grow up so fast~" she teased gently. Well, she couldn't well let her favorite pet, lose his pets over something like a cleanup. She typed the address into a special app, which pinged her other people... such a thing noted a nearby operative marked as doing 'cleaning' already. "I can send someone... but a favor like that is going to cost you. This time, you'll deliver to me the one who started it. I'll give you the opportunity to check him out first and get him to agree if you want. I find myself interested in such things from time to time, and life gets quite boring..." she mused. Still a message was sent and she immediately received one back. All it said was... ETA 4 minutes. "Clean up will arrive in 4 minutes. I assume that is quick enough. Also clock is still ticking for you, Hi-pyon. Anything else?"

Meanwhile, Miko was apparently gaining persuasive ability. She'd managed to keep up those movements and in bending over seemed to manage even more of a distraction. She didn't know how long she needed to distract this man, but if he needed to say in this room with her for an extended period of time, she could definitely make it work. Apparently, he believed her, that was good, she shivered just a little pressing her hips back against him a bit more as she rose while feeing up the length of his cock. It was definitely worth what she had in mind for it. As for what she had in mind, it was quite simple. "I'm glad you believe me, a Miko doesn't tell lies♪~" she chimed. "As for my ideas, since it's lunch, how about you feed me this~" she chirped while touching his cock. "And since it's a break, you can sit in your chair. If you're still up for it afterwards, I can sit in your lap, while you show me those things on your computer~" she mused, it would be good for there to actually be something to show for her time spent here, besides her full belly.

According to Emirie, she may have held no grudge against the scum... yet she also didn't think the problem should be allowed growth to have negative interactions with others. It was such a respectable answer, Kazuhiko could do naught but calm himself a bit more. "I like that answer. In that case..." With that, Kazu would proceed to slide Hinokawa off the larger lad's body. "You can have that one," he said to Sena while approaching Hanabira. From then on, Kazu would be lowering himself and giving Hanabira a pummeling for quite some time. Here and there, the boy would be woken by another concussive blow. He saw glimpses of reality, only to lose them immediately, time and time again. It was during that time that Seiichi switched places with Kei. A scalpel seemed to appear in his hand, and he'd proceed to place it against the fallen lad's ribcage. What happened beyond that would be hidden from most by Seiichi's position, but there was an abrupt silencing of the boy as Seiichi rendered his 'patient' unconscious.

Makima's initial response about pets was cause for a laugh from Hiruko. "Different sorts, I think. This one here is a special variety," he said as a slap to Sakura's ass occurred. His recent collection was not the topic of importance here though, as he was now multiple requests deep with Makima. She fully acknowledged this. What she wanted in exchange for this favor was... the one responsible for a necessary cleanup. Naturally, Hiruko had no idea who that person even was... but he couldn't deny the order. "Done and done," he agreed. Upon hearing the time of arrival for cleanup, Hiruko also heard a reminder. The days he had available before seeing Makima were counting down. "I'll shorten it by a day," he challenged. "Nothing else. Oh, except... I was thinking to run a second business around these parts. I've got a growing list of clients here lately. That's just something I'll bring up when I swing by. Oh, and... there'll be a yacht or two in your area soon. That's all."

A Miko did not tell lies. Reiji was added to a growing list of people who heard that sentence from this particular girl. Maybe he could have retained more sensibilities if she had, at any point, stopped rubbing her rear against his crotch in such a stimulating way. What of her ideas though? They were made more titillating in the moment, and moreover... it sounded like he could actually have some work done in the meantime, technically. "That's ah... an interesting offer," he said, only just realizing his hips were naturally moving to facilitate a grind between Miko and himself. Even in noticing as much, he couldn't stop himself. "My sensibilities say things should be a bit more give-and-take than that... but under the circumstances, it would be best to get something done. I'll go ahead and take that chair then... if you'll just..." Technically, Reiji needed the lass to move so he could actually make it to his desk. Even so, his hips hadn't stopped shifting against hers. Life was going in such a strange direction for the humble card shop proprietor.

Apparently, the calmness of the children was enough to help mediate the anger Kazuhiko felt. He calmed down in the face of Emirie's decision, and gave one of the perpetrators to Sena to take care of. He'd begin rather steadily beating the other. All the while, the one being fixed up by Seiichi was unconscious and the one being held by Kei was still refusing. Ai, on the other hand was looking at the stills and short clips on that one's phone and clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "Should I just erase this? It doesn't look like the kind of thing you'd want..." she asked aloud of Kazu. And Kaguya having finished her phone call peeked over and scoffed. "Really? This is what they think? I really hate people like this..." her own version of magic seemed to tick into life, there was a certain truth this group needed before they were sent into the next life... she stood and casually began walking over. "I apparently have someone coming to clean up this mess in a few minutes. Before then... I'd like to make sure the lesson sticks, even in the next cycle~" she offered Kazuhiko with a cheeky smile. "I'd need them lined up and conscious though~" she claimed obvious deviance crossing her face.

Apparently, Hiruko's new pets were of a different variety, obviously they were something else, if he'd only just gotten them and they already needed someone around for cleanup. That quick smack delivered to Sakura's ass got a little yelp out of her as she continued to move her hips against him. "Yeep!" the noise slipped out of her. If her understanding of the situation made sense, Kazuhiko and their group ended up killing some of the patrons of the card shop. She'd heard that young women didn't normally go places like that. And she'd begun extrapolating why based on the human understanding of her own experience. Whatever the case, Makima was leaning against one hand whle looking down at her phone and hearing the noise. Her request was being honored without fault and Hiruko was even shortening the amount of time he'd take to meet up with her by an entire day. "Oh? Something like that over something so small... you could always just visit more if you miss me, Hi-pyon~" she chided. Ah, but there was no seriousness there, she could always pull him back in if needed and he'd always pout himself in a position to be brought in similarly. As for his growing list of clients and the yachts, she had nothing negative to say. "That doesn't sound like a bad idea, and seems like I'll get to see a bit more of you. You don't have to limit yourself, just make sure I know if a business pops up that I can take advantage of..." Makima said. She must have been in quite the good mood, or she was trying to sweeten the deal further and tie him into this situation more. Sakura had already come to the conclusion that the woman on the phone was the same as the one who'd applied the mark to his neck. In fact as they spoke it was shimmering under her vision, seeming to grow into something more resembling of a collar with a long leash. Interesting.

At the same time, Miko had told yet another individual about her lack of lies. And beyond that, had her offer acknowledged as interesting. She smirked while moving against him and finding him to be rather naturally pushing his own hips against hers. "Isn't it, I think it's great♪~" Miko chimed softly as she would. Ah, well, as his hips naturally facilitated movements, she'd go along with him. She'd followed his movements back up towards his waist, and would be easily looping her fingers into his belt as he claimed he needed to move towards that chair, in spite of it not being as fair as he thought. "Fair is relative, Reiji-san. And I am getting a lot of what I want out of this... if it really bugs you, you can make it up to me later... and let me have a few keepsakes for my collection~" she asked almost coyly. As for getting him to the chair, she'd naturally begin moving towards it, but wouldn't be leaving much space between them, she'd guide him along by the waist, making sure their hips still had contact here and there between the chair. "I wasn't trying to pin you down or anything... but I also can't let you get away from me... I hope you don't mind~" she teased gently she'd release him near the chair. But before letting him have a seat, she'd be bent over at the waist, giving a clear view of her bottom before she turned to face him properly, giving a clear view down her recently acquired cleavage. Her fingers returned to his belt aiming to help him drop his pants before he took a seat. "I took a few liberities, I hope you don't mind but it's probably a bit easier from this angle~" she noted, aiming to free him of his pants and allow him that seat before she potentially set herself upon his groin completely.

While Kazuhiko busied himself with the abuse of that large teen, Ai had a question for him. He may have become more calm after interacting with Sena and Emirie, but it was not a safe calmness he felt. Did he want her to erase those images and videos of Sakura in the boy's phone? "It doesn't matter. They won't be able to see it again anyway," he said with eerie nonchalance. Another swift fist to Hanabira's face ensued, and then... there was Kaguya. Apparently, she had a plan and someone to clean the bodies of these lads relatively soon. When Kazu looked to the black-haired lass, he felt something... oddly relatable from her. Whatever she had in mind was something he felt interested in witnessing. "You feel different. Whatever. Let's see your plan," he agreed. "Seiichi." At Kazu's command, the son looked up and wiped nonexistent sweat from his brow. It seemed he was done with the fallen boy, yet... there was no blood on that scalpel, nor visible wound/scarring on the boy. "Hai. I'll take care of it," the boy said while dragging his patient over. It seemed he'd have to repair a bit of the large one's brain damage as well, so he looked to Kei while establishing three-quarters of a line against the wall. "This one will only take a second. Gomen ─ could you bring the other one?"

All the while, Hiruko's chat with Makima was reaching its end. That wouldn't come without her coyly mentioning his ability to visit more often, however. "What can I say? Call me a masochist for keeping my distance. If you find yourself missing me, though, you know all the most effective ways to pull the leash♥~" he flirted as if to flip the proverbial script. His ideas were permitted with ease, but he expected as much. "I'll keep you posted. A new friend and I should be paying you a visit pretty soon," he said finally. With that, Hiruko's attention shifted to Sakura. "So, Sakucchi ─ which one of these 'stunning friends' of yours should I assume is responsible for a mess in the card shop?"

Reiji's sensibilities were argued against. Miko offered opposition, claiming her suggestion was fair enough. If he thought otherwise, however, he was free to make up the difference later. Of course that was her suggestion. "I guess it was foolish of me to think life could return to normal after recent events. We'll see..." he said. Alas, the type of person Reiji was inherently disagreed with the notion of mere consideration. He was quite the stand-up guy, in reality; he wouldn't just rest on something he considered to be an unfair exchange. Whatever 'collection' Miko spoke of was a mystery for him, but... he was already being led around by the belt by then, so surely he was fine being led into a trap. "Collection?" was the question offered. Soon after, he was positioned in front of a chair and having his trousers pulled away. Reiji took that same time to slide down into the chair, prominent erection springing forth full-force. "You're free to whatever liberties you like. I'm actually too busy judging myself to pass any judgment on you," he insisted. Oh well; Reiji would at least be trying to bring up the ordering application on his computer.

Talking to his children had garnered Kazuhiko some calm but apparently that wasn't a true calm. No, it was a dangerous one, that should have implied something scary, but alas, those who'd spent any reasonable amount of time on Alaya, didn't seem to be afraid. Maybe a little confusion here and here, but most of this group wouldn't even flinch at the oddity. "Hai hai," Ai mentioned. It being left up to her, meant she'd delete them if only because she didn't think Sakura deserved to be preserved in a state that obviously wasn't at all her idea. Meanwhile, Kaguya proposed a plan which involved very little but also would feed into the lesson to be learned which she felt the need to impart. As one who was coveted most often by those undeserving she felt it necessary to end this here and now. "Oya? I'm sure nothing has changed about me... has to be something added to you♥~" she flirted. In truth she also felt the kindred relationship between them, whatever the case, a little pulse of power, just enough to effect the current space and trap the four humans in the space between dreams and reality was channeled. No noises they made would be heard and the only thing they could properly see would be Kaguya and Kazuhiko standing before them. "One more thing... after you're done kids, look away. Cover the baby's eyes Chi-chan... this isn't for them~" she said. Anya only managed to look a bit surprised. All the while Kei watched as some very interesting work was completed by Seiichi before he had another call to answer to. "That's some nice work, but it's not like I'm impressed or anything..." she scoffed, a typical tsundere being actually legitimately impressed. "I can move him, it's no big deal..." she said. As she moved the last human into position against the wall. The brain damage whenever it healed would begin the show. At the same time both Sena and Emirie turned their backs to the sight of the wall and stood behind their father, assuming that if Kaguya said there was something they didn't need to see, the honestly didn't need to see it.

At the same time, Hiruko and Makima were having their conversation wrap up quite nicely. There was something to be said about turning the proverbial page on Makima she could be annoying by it, but there were allowances to be made to Hiruko, always. "Hm, I suppose that is always possible... though you are quite the masochist in most cases. Color me surprised to find you with pets of your own~" she mused as if she'd not considered it an idea before. "Fine, I'll be waiting... say goodbye," she stated knowing that when he did she'd simply hang up the phone. As for the question posed to Sakura directly, who would need a clean up at the card shop. "I felt it earlier... it'd have to be Kazzun... though he's normally quite evenly tempered so if he made such a decision then he had a good reason," she stated simply. "I should go check on him, his emotional stability is supposed to be something I am monitoring. Though it might still be too soon," she said taking very seriously the duty she'd been tasked with, but still she was moving her hips. It was as if the motions themselves were part of her thought processes. All the while, she was feeling a different one stir, that one was also familiar, Kaguya was doing something a little magical too. How interesting.

Meanwhile, apparently Reiji thought himself foolish for thinking his life could return to normal. "You aren't the only one like that... I tried it too, but it's more fun this way~" Miko commiserated earnestly. "Thank you for the consideration~" she chimed at the end, seemingly pleased that he'd even actually consider her request for more later. Her own life had been turned upside down merely a week ago, but standing here in a store room with a humble shop keep who's dick she'd managed to talk out of his pants, she was suddenly feeling a bit more confident in her decisions. As for the question of her collection, Miko could only smile, phone in hand as she opened up her camera and situated herself between the legs of Reiji as he took his seat with his erection up in the air. "I might be a bit of an amateur photographer. I like a specific kind of keepsake for these kinds of moments. A bit like people who take pictures of their plates at fancy restaurants~" she explained gently as she posed beside an upright cock for a few cute selfies. Including various faces and amounts of distraction in her eyes. If one looked at those pictures they would see a bit of drool that leaked down the corner of her mouth. 'I'm so lucky I keep finding delicious things!~' she mentally chimed. "Before I get properly started though, great dick, Reiji-san~" she slipped that mild bit of inappropriate speech in before, slipping her tongue around the tip of his cock and letting her hand begin to stroke it as well. It was so nice. It had such good weight to it, and it tasted good. The wetness of her mouth would be joined by her loins once again. Oh well, she'd try and leave him to his paperwork... maybe. Well, until it became obvious that the hand she was using to stroke his member wasn't because she just intended to let him stay at the front of her mouth. No, slowly did she move it back, burying her face further and further into his lap, until such a time that he would reach the back of her throat and find acceptance, and the first gentle hum against his cock's tip. All while she was peeking up at him from below.

While Seiichi was working through an on-the-spot repair of Hanabira's concussions, Kei commented on his work with the other lad. He'd only been born today, so naturally... he wasn't too familiar with the behavioral patterns of a tsundere. She claimed he'd done some nice work, but further stated that she wasn't impressed. Interestingly enough, Seiichi took that to mean he should have completed the task more efficiently, and perhaps much quicker. He felt humbled, to say the least."... Hai. Sumimasen; it was the best I could do. I'll try harder next time," he said apologetically. All the while, Kazu was watching Kaguya set up a bit of magic while claiming nothing was different within herself. Maybe she was right; maybe it was him going through something different. "Hm," he mumbled in response while Seiichi shifted out of the way. All four culprits were conscious and unable to be heard outside their current space. "So what's the plan?"

Hiruko was told to say goodbye. Makima ended phone calls in so few ways, he could have easily expected that one. In fact, he did... and he was ready to be a little cheeky in response. "See you soon♥~" he said, foregoing a proper goodbye. He never knew if something like that got under Makima's skin, or for what reason if it did... but it was worth an internal laugh. With that matter out of the way, Sakura named the individual she thought was at fault for a few murders. The way she spoke of this 'Kazzun' person and her connection to him were cause for a few assumptions. "Kazzun huh? I wonder why you're responsible for emotional stability with almost half a dozen bodies down. Who's he affiliated with?" Hiruko wondered.

Apparently, Reiji wasn't the only one going through the strangest motions. Miko proved herself to be an unusually worldly teen who'd already been through a similar process, and Sakura earlier seemed to be some sort of center point for it all. Regardless, he was able to learn of the 'collection' Miko mentioned. She called herself an amateur photographer, reminding him of some images he still had from Sakura before. Maybe that was what the young ones were into now? Well, if it evened things out even a little, he absolutely couldn't say no. "Sou ka. I might be a little out of touch. I suppose I don't mind. You seem trustworthy enough, even if I'm now deathly curious about your entire generation," he said with a sigh. Miko was free to have whatever pictures she wanted... but Reiji was apparently not free to get much done while she carried on. She grabbed his cock; that was normal. She licked the tip; that was also to be expected. She even gave him a compliment on its quality; a bit surprising, but less so than it would have been a few days prior. By the time he thought to click open a few tabs, however... Reiji was learning that perhaps Sakura wasn't the anomaly he thought her to be. She took his shaft to the mouth like a seasoned veteran, and further took it back as if gag reflexes didn't exist. "Hnng─!" he groaned, his attention snapping to Miko immediately. "Of course. Why am I even surprised? I really am out of touch..."

Seiichi was being opened to tsundere abuse in a very specific way. That was going to cause an argument between Kei and Miko later, but Ai thought it was going to be amusing so she didn't say anything. To Kei's credit when she heard those words, she hadn't meant for them to be taken that way. Even so, she was not going to lose face by explaining herself. No, she'd instead doubly commit, "Hmphf, see that you do," she said seemingly confident. "Oh? Is that what that looks like from the outside?" Angelica wondered aloud. Everything she'd seen so far of these people, said they were worse than those kept in Olivier's prison, killing them would make her no real difference. As Kazuhiko thought about his nature changing instead of Kaguya's she could only smirk as she went on to explain the perfectly simple plan. "Remember how I told you I cursed my ex my first day? Well, the truth is, such a curse wasn't something I tried to do on purpose. I've come to realize that people who covet while having nothing to offer in return really piss me off. Especially when it is the type of thing that could toy with the lives of others. I've lived that life, I wouldn't wish it on anyone else..." she explained a bit of the backstory. "Basically, I am going to force them to remember they are unworthy, now and forever. As far as I understand it, this will stick even if they die. It will probably also make them cucks but the basically already are, I can feel it~" she explained. "So, if you'll agree to be the prop in this case. I'll make sure they never forget, then you can end this as you see fit. I'm not too picky about the end details~" she explained finally. Basically she wanted to inflict magical karma and could do it, using Kazuhiko as a catalyst so long as he was willing to be part of her point.

Meanwhile Hiruko was told to say goodbye to Makima and as he hung up he didn't. She frowned lately after her phone clicked off, and then smirked chuckling just a little. Was she amused or upset? Well, time would tell... it didn't really matter, she'd be seeing him soon. It seemed her use of his nickname was one which didn't hit Hiruko. She couldn't recall if she'd spoken about him in great detail or not. "Hai, well, Kimura Kazuhiko is his name, but Kazzun is my preferred point of reference for him. I met him a fairly low point in his life and helped him out. It was relatively recent so he asked me to keep an eye on him as he hadn't been feeling emotionally the same as before the incident. I don't think six is a large number of bodies considering his history, but I would like to hear out why he decided the deaths were necessary to be certain," she explained in general terms. As they continued on from that point in the conversation., she thought about his affliation, "He doesn't have one... here." she said seeming to have stopped herself from giving a greater explanation than that. There was an odd balancing aspect to this whole magical versus mundane world thing.

Reiji was far from the only person being sucked into some odd parts of his life. Miko might have seemed oddly worldly but she was in truth quite a bit older than she seemed and without reservations given ehr own more recent experiences. If she wanted to do something and it was possible, she'd try to do it. Reiji was currently on this list, and she was already working herself up to a great deal of fun. She'd taken her pictures and gotten settled, "Hm, I think we are a bit more sensory than before... I could be wrong about that, but it seems right," she explained of her thoughts on her own generation. Fully immersed in the sights, sounds, smells, tastes and sensations.... that's how she'd describe herself. Still, it almost seemed like Reiji might be in for a relatively normal experience for an actual adult but... his cock went beyond the space of a gag relfex and he jerked. She found herself smirking, as much as was possible with a mouth full of dick her tongue gently caressing one side, as the hand no longer occupying his shaft went further down looking for treasures to play with, his family jewels would indeed do. Just the same her other hand would remain in place, taking up space as she gently lifted her head, but that wasn't all, no, she'd found the joy of choking on a cock due to her own machinations as well, so she'd do ethat too, staring up at him innocently as her throat gurgled and churned around him. 'This is fun!~' she mentally mused. Ah well, she had to keep the surprises coming and it wasn't like this was painful for her or anything. If nothing else, ti gave her cheeks a bit of extra pallor and her jaws time to relax while she alternated her methods around the core of his body.

"... Hai," Seiichi said, seeming just slightly defeated ─ albeit slightly motivated as well. That aside, Kaguya shared her plan to affect the quartet of card players in this life and the next ─ something Kazuhiko could actually get behind. He wasn't sure what kind of catalyst he was needed as, but... he had a few ideas, and Kaguya was trustworthy. It was likely something sexual in nature, based on her request to have the young ones look away. Oh well. "Do what you think is right. They aren't making it out of here, but I'd rather not deal with more actual Saxons because these douchebags reincarnated," he said. From that point forward, Kazu would take the 'wait and see' approach for whatever Kaguya intended.

In the meantime, Hiruko was also receiving an explanation ─ about the one called Kazuhiko specifically. He had a few details about his relationship to Sakura, drew some conclusions about that, and even had reason to believe he was worth inspection. A history of killing was alluded to, despite Hiruko having no idea who this person was. Well... he did have one idea now. Sakura claimed the lad had no affiliations here, but... "None here. That's pretty specific. What's he to you then?" he wondered. "And what's 'here' specifically?" That smooth voice did not come from Hiruko. Behind the pair, by the boat's window, there was another male of similar height and build to Hiruko. This man had short ginger hair and dull blue eyes. Spiritually, he seemed only a hair's breadth above a normal human. He wore a beaded earring with a red crystal on his left ear. A few lighter blond streaks could be seen in his hair, with one prominent one on the left side of his bangs. He also sported a gray jacket left unbuttoned at the bottom to reveal a belt, attached to which was a strange blue gemstone. He wore a red scarf across his chest and over his left shoulder. Paired with his jacket was a pair of gray long pants that ran down to his black boots, with one half of both boots folded down, and a chain attached to the right-side boot. He also wore a thigh garter and short gloves. Most surprising of all about this man's appearance was, however... the fact that he couldn't have been onboard before, according to Hiruko ─ who was suddenly stunned silent. Whatever the case, this man's attention was on Sakura for the time being. "Well Girlie? You're giving half-answers here."

Speaking of stunned men, Reiji wouldn't be recovering soon. He thought Sakura was some sort of standout enigma, but this random brunette was proving to be in the same realm of ridiculousness... and she was just getting started. A hand traveled to his balls, as if that were a necessity at all. Reiji was already throbbing, experiencing the threat of premature ejaculation from the unexpected throat work. His attention had basically been ripped away from the monitor by force, and now... it was sticking as Miko showed something that may have been a weakness? Well, it wasn't something he minded at all. The extra sensation applied to him due to that bout of choking was as pleasant to him as it was worrisome. "Haah!" he gasped while reaching for his sensibilities again. "Shouldn't you calm down a little? That doesn't see─em safe!" he chided.

The reaction of Seiichi was about what could be expected, there was an obvious bit of motivation. Oh well, some things would take longer than others to figure out. What wouldn't take long to figure out was what Kaguya intended to do. There was a little show, a last grace for these four individuals, if only to help end their existence. "Hai hai~ I'm glad you trust me, consider this my interview for that personal assistant job offering♥~" Kaguya mused as she stepped around. The pure magical attractive quality of her existence aiming to draw in all four sets of eyes as she spoke to them while standing in front of Kazuhiko. "Your types are all the same, some guy who could never act on his own... listening to some other guy brag and misconstrue the truth to flex. But you wouldn't know a real flex if it appeared directly in front of you," she mused. "Let me guess, you all saw Sakura walk in with him... and though he brought a bombshell with him... and it turned your stomachs. Screw the fact that they were just trying to have fun... and were minding their own business, you simply couldn't bare to see it~" she mused, she stood in front of Kazuhiko, shaking her ass, looking back occasionally and opening the buttons of his shirt. A godly torso with more muscles than any seventeen year old boy should have would be shown and Kaguya would ever so gently place a kiss on his neck while speaking this little story into existence. All the while with active magic flowing she was able to read their hearts so clearly while piecing together their punishment. "So you plotted and you schemed. You set her up to meet the supposed bitch breaker, right? All you wanted was to take from someone else, assuming that if that one could do it any of you could. Thinking maybe he'd give you some crumbs, his videos, his images, his work...the actions of cucks. Getting off on other people doing what you can't~ But you don't understand something like that only works in your shitty NTR hentai~" she mused. Her legs were spreading, splitting in that clean space of the floor until she was lined up with Kazuhiko's pants blocking their view undoing his pants and giving him a playful wink. "I don't appreciate your assumptions. I saw that fake bitch breaker, and while it's way bigger than what someone like you shrimp dicked kids can manage... it's nothing compared to something... immaculate. No one her caliber would be broken by that... so now and forever remember~" she said slipping to the side as she removed Kazuhiko's dick from his pants and showed exactly how big it was. "This is what you thought that Kakihara thing could compete against... and this is why none of you, especially him... ever stood a chance... Sayonara~" she said as she stood. She'd put him back in his pants, knowing that her magic would be looping that same image in their heads until their deaths, her disappointed and disgusted stare at their tiny cocks while she looked adoringly upon his. "That should do, as you were... I'll make the rest of that up to you~" she whispered to him as she aimed to put him back in his pants and return the state of his clothes. Only two minutes of loop existed but it would be quite the dangerous thing playing in their minds until their brains stopped working.

While magic was used to force plots and cuckery onto those who tried to use them as weapons... Sakura was stuck between trying to make proper explanations and avoiding revealing the truth of long life magical existences. He had no affiliations here but what was he to her. A pause came from Sakura strangely in both her mind and her body. How was she to explain that? The human term 'boyfriend' was age appropriate but didn't seem like enough. The truth tha she'd allowed him to use her body and soul as a catalyst to create himself after a wayward god tried to steal his existence was too far out. She was spiritually his wife, but the term wife still applied better to Angelica as far as she was concerned. "That question is slightly difficult for me," she admitted. "Compli..." she stopped speaking. Why? Well another voice was added to the mix. She was on a boat, she'd seen Hiruko clear off. So who was this man? "If you are asking where here is... Osaka, a river on a boat... if you're asking in relation to my previous statement, answering you would be problematic for me," she clarified. Sakura looked at him and only became more confused. That look wasn't from this time and place, though he didn't appear more than human. His face was somewhat familiar but not enough. His manner of speaking was quite different and as her eyes drew into that jewel on his waist, almost literal question marks appeared over her head. "That phrase tickles... half answers are all I can give... life is a bit complicated right now. You are also very complex," she stated honestly. There was something odd going on here and now her attention was marginally divided.

Meanwhile, Miko was having a good time, putting good tricks into use against the unprepared. If she'd known this one had already had sex with Sakura, she might have been doing quite a bit more to solidify her placement. As it was, she was only just avoiding the use of her full magical abilities and not speaking around her full throat. Instead she was vibrating and gagging on his cock instead. Slick wet, gurgling noises accompanied his gasps as she looked up into his face. By her own feeling of his dick within her hands she was quite sure he was enjoying. She found he self smirking and slurping her way to his cock being outside of her mouth. Her hands stayed moving, tracing her saliva around and slicking him as she licked her own lips and grinned, she felt that wetness reach his balls and moved it around as well, seemingly amused by the sensation in her hands.. "Do you really want me to? I'm perfectly safe..." she mused as she flicked her tongue at the tip of his cock multiple times rapidly, seeming to 'lalalala~' with the movements. "You could even choose the speed of my head movements yourself if you liked~" she mentioned almost casually. Miko enjoyed this part quite a bit, so she'd enjoy the sensation of putting his cock back into her mouth all the while looking up at Reiji rather innocently. He could take advantage or not, but she'd still find herself back at work, running her tongue along the length of his cock, tracing down to his sack, keeping her hand constantly movement even as she changed the targe of her mouth to his family jewels.

Kaguya was signing herself up for an interview. As Kazu recalled, she was to become his 'personal assistant' of some sort. She went on to speak with the line of boys, even beginning to put on a show. Sadly, Kazu didn't get to see the best parts of said show. He could tell her ass was shaking, but only the worthless ones got to see any of that. As he was now, Kazu scoffed internally. Those four had another reason to die. With his shirt being unfastened and even a kiss placed on his neck, he was rather easily riled-up to boot. Kaguya continued her verbal observations of the humans. By the end, she fell into a full split, winked at him, and freed his cock. Kazu could be naught but excited whether it showed or not. a shift to the side disappointed more than just him, though. The four ahead were aghast, in utter disbelief, and a bit... afraid. "What the fuck is that..." one of them said. Of course they'd all seen Kakihara Shota and accepted his superiority, but something like that was at least in the realm of human possibility. That thing they saw now couldn't have been a dick, yet the very same girl who'd been arousing them all for a couple of minutes treated it like a thing to covet. In the end, she was putting it away... which was the biggest issue for Kazuhiko. She claimed she would be making it up to him later, but why? He saw no point in that. "Why? Aren't we proving a point?" Kazu asked, those crimson orbs staring down into Kaguya's face. "I heard something about a 'bitch breaker'. They can't conceptualize the breaking part."

Sakura couldn't find a way to give Hiruko a proper explanation. He didn't need every detail to know there was something of great importance between them, so naturally... he figured this Kazuhiko was the #1 guy they'd discussed previously. Alas, he had little chance to continue on that topic. Even with Sakura riding in his lap, Hiruko appeared to be in defensive mode upon the arrival of a strange ginger. Stranger still, Sakura began conversing with that man immediately. Such an odd girl she was. "Careful," Hiruko warned. "He's dangerous. Don't give too much information." To that, the orange-haired man chuckled. That was something to address later. For now, he was content to keep up discussions with Sakura. "Osaka... a boat... two things you've never seen, and one you'd never heard of until today... right?" he asked as if he already knew the answer. With that, he stepped forward. It seemed as if the intercourse happening on this boat was of no concern to this man as he sauntered over to the other side of the table ─ a position he could take to look Sakura in the face. He'd seen her looking down. Though he knew exactly what her eyes were drawn to, it seemed he was content to flirt. "See something you like? It'd probably be way too much for you," he boasted casually, despite not showing any sort of bulge that went beyond existing expectations. "Anyway... no point lying. Why would you say half is all you can give? Because you believe it? Or because you think that's how it's supposed to be? I'm curious." While this man spoke, Hiruko remained mostly silent. He was watching, observing and... trying to get a read on this person without any success thus far. That simply didn't happen; he couldn't wrap his head around it.

In the meantime, Reiji was asked a question... or rather, he was stood above an open trap. Did he want Miko to calm down? In all actuality, he wanted the exact opposite. If she hadn't stopped to speak, he would have been a goner already. Perhaps that would have been the best outcome for getting back to work, but this wasn't the sort of thing one wanted to stop before it was fully explored. "I ah─... If you're sure everything is fine, I can't really complain," he said. As for the permission Miko gave to control her head if desired, there was only one problem. "That would take a lot of audacity from me. I'll be honest... I─ah," Interrupted again by the return of Miko's mouth, Reiji had little choice but to collect his thoughts all over again. "I don't think I'll make it more than a few seconds longer whether I do that or not─" he admitted.

Kaguya did her entire routine, hearing the question of that one boy and finding it amusing. She could hear them, Kazuhiko could hear them, but their voices would be mumbles to everyone else. They really thought that Kakihara or whatever his name was, truly was something worth gawking at. They'd basically backed the wrong horse, and would be losing... everything. Before she could properly put him away though he had a complaint to lodge. "Well I did offer to make it up to you... don't tease me with a look like that♥~" she mused. "I'm pretty flexible about stuff like this so if you want to add a little to the plan, and show a group of cucks how little chance they have of cucking someone else... I'm more than willing to go along♥~" Kaguya flirted without complaint, even turning to place her rear against his manhood and in a single moment coming to a conclusion even as she shook her ass against him. "Still, seems like a lot for me right now, though that doesn't make me want to do it less I love a good breaking, but can you do it in the right amount of time and still finish them off?♥~" she questioned teasingly. She'd bend over completely this time giving him her ass to look at under that skirt and even giving a proper peek at her pretty pink little thong that matched the writing on her t-shirt.

Meanwhile, Sakura and Hiruko were being confronted by a being both of them were wary of, for two very different reasons. A verbal warning even came from Hiruko which caused a small smile to spread across Sakura's face. "I know he's dangerous, but we have two very different points of reference for that..." Sakura mentioned. Withholding information simply because of a danger level wasn't necessarily something Sakura would have agreed to, but she understood his point. No, there were little details to be taken in. His lack of flinching at this sexual activity. His questions specifically applied to her, that jewel at his hip which was nothing she'd ever seen before, she didn't have a lot of reference but she had enough to be rendered more curious than normal. His approach also didn't make sense, unless he stowed away, if it was magical she should have felt him coming, if it was human there should have been other signs. Curious. "Clever, clever...did you figure that out or did you already know, nii-san?~" Sakura questioned, but which things about his statement was she agreeing to? Did she see something she liked, it was probably too much for her? "Oh? You think so? If that's the case something is very wrong..." there was something of a challenge in her soul at a statement like that. "I wasn't lying... I've been avoiding specifics," she was willing to argue semantics in this particular case, most humans would have wanted to give to her. He wasn't offering but he was flirting, that wasn't completely abnormal. "This place doesn't have the foundational understanding for the types of things I have to say. I also don't know if I am the person who should be allowed to make the sort of decision around who should receive such information. It's a philosophical question I haven't gotten into the details of yet, I've been meaning to ask..." she explained while staring almost decidedly. The sexual activity she was engaged in wasn't really the primary thought process.

At the same time, Miko was asking the sort of question she knew was a trap. That being said, she'd still listen to Reiji as he worked his way through it. "I'm sure, you can trust me on this♪~" Miko said about the state of her throat and the gagging or not she chose to do, whenever she chose to do it. Whatever the case, it would seem that Reiji didn't feel entitled at all to guiding her head, all those ahs and little interruptions had her heart beating quickly in her chest. "Chii♪~" a little chirp escaped her. "That's exciting to hear... though if you're up to a little audacity can go a long way, Reiji-san♪~" she chimed. "It sounds so nice♪~" Miko murmured her tongue now dragging up his shaft going back to the head. "I came here for lunch anyways, feed me whenever you're ready... Itdakimasu♪~" she finished swirling her tongue along his shaft and up to the head only to close it onto it and run it back towards the start of her throat again. If she was being fed, she wanted a taste!

There was indeed an offer for Kaguya to make up for her teasing. She did specifically say 'later' when making that offer, and... the way Kazu saw it, now was later. As for teasing her with a look... "Tease for a tease," he stated. A change in the plan would occur. As Kaguya turned to place and shake her rear against his groin, he knew one thing was clear. She had an inkling as well... but how much of one? She knew it to be a lot, but so much had occurred this morning. Kazuhiko could undoubtedly put an end to the four humans ahead of them with barely more than a thought and a gesture. The problem was actually elsewhere. As she rubbed against his cock, Kaguya subjected herself to the feeling of his mana ─ that endless storm of cosmic proportions kept in perpetual motion within his glans. There was a firmness in place, and a gravity that almost pulled them together by proximity alone. "I'm not worried about them. A lot happened today. Remember that thing about not missing? I think... if something happens now, we might become inseparable. You might even belong to me ─ I don't know for sure. But... it could be life-changing in the blink of an eye. I won't lock you into that danger if you don't want to."

Hiruko knew this stranger was dangerous, and so did Sakura. The man knew why each person believed as much, but he was most impressed with Sakura. The blonde male knew a killer when he saw one, and surely couldn't fathom how seasoned a killer he was, or what his methods were. Sakura... was caught-up in the metaphysical mysteries of their random guest instead. "Don't point your thinking face at me. Whether you believe me or not, I'm trying not to split you in half today," the man admitted. Sakura had questions for him, naturally. Did he figure out her newfound information, or did he know beforehand? What a question. "Nii-san?" he asked first and foremost. "If I figured it out, I already knew. Basically... don't worry about it," he insisted, moving right along from there. According to Sakura, something was quite wrong if he thought he was too much for her. "Ho? What's so wrong? Don't believe me? Or don't think it's possible? Or... don't think it should be possible? Oh, and you can keep your ride going. C'mon, watching your tits bounce should be enough to keep me busy from over here." Despite his obvious preferences in conversation, this man was here with purpose. The more Sakura withheld information, the more she was limiting herself. Tohsaka Sakura was not one who needed self-imposed limitations. While mulling over her words, he leaned back in his chair, even kicking his feet up onto the table in the most lax manner possible. "Hmm. Foundational understanding... is weird, isn't it? And all that babble about philosophy doesn't sound too solid to me. Let me ask you something, Girlie. If I knew this boat was going to sink, but I didn't let you know because the Captain didn't tell me I could... should I let you drown?" he asked as a piercing gaze set upon the girl. He may have felt more ordinary than one with his speech pattern ever should, but that didn't matter. When he looked at Sakura, he could see through her in a way very few people in the history of the universe ever could. Every moment of her existence across this reality and the next were, at present, more of an interactive video game in his eyes. For now, he was just picking up the controller to make a few selections... or suggestions, even.

Speaking of suggestions, Miko had another for Reiji. He fully believed a bit of audacity would do much for him in the immediate future. In truth, that was precisely why he wasn't doing it. Had Sakura ruined him? Much like the purple-haired girl before, this one was offering a service as if she benefited from it directly. If that were the case, how could he short either of them on a longer experience? Well, it seemed goals were aligned in the end. Miko expressed her desire for... lunch, as she called it. There was only one way he could take that, but he couldn't apply the same expectations to her that Sakura had previously blown. He had to believe she was still somewhat normal, so... a hand that reached out for the top of Miko's head was brought to a halt before it reached. His hips, however, could not be stopped from reflexively bucking to shove additional length into her descending throat. "Hnn─I was ready moments after you started! It would probably be for the best if you backed away for a moment!" he warned, knowing his load to be an explosive thing that would come in a matter of seconds.

"I guess that's fair~" Kaguya commented about the teasing nature for another tease by that glare of his. Well, she supposed she did rile him up, and it wasn't necessarily her intention to leave him hanging. Kaguya continued to grind against Kazuhiko, putting on even more of a show for those little cucks while weighing her options. Kazuhiko came with warning labels and speech about his day. "Oya? You two still haven't explained all that... but I get it. If I'm being perfectly honest, I've already decided the path I follow and as the one who leads me has chosen you... I don't mind belonging to someone like you potentially. Besides the danger makes me horny~" she mused. "You can't tease a girl with the idea of something mind-blowing and not give her a sneak-peak. Just, one though... I don't think I can take any more, can you do it, with that limitation, Zuko-sama♥?~" she asked choosing the shortened version of his name in a single moment and choosing to make it the rhyming version of the play with Miko's for playful reasons. Whatever the case, he could find himself easily invited into her form, but whatever else he intended he'd have to take care of on his own.

Meanwhile, Sakura was being given more to think about than she thought possible at this stage in her life. This strawberry blonde stranger was doing something rather interesting and she couldn't quite pinpoint what it was. Even as her hips continued to move against Hiruko, the relaxed man in front of her, who took a seat to stare her in the face was far too interesting for her to concentrate properly. "Hm... I've heard something like that before, not aimed at me though... odd," she mused. This man had a sort of demonic quality to his speech that reminded her of her father. "Hm, that seemed most appropriate... I could choose a different one but I'd have to be sure I like you first," she stated honestly about her chosen address. If nothing else, she was sure she found him attractive, his brain was also something worth teasing apart, but... was there something odd or unknown? She'd have to give it a bit more thought. To his words and suggestion she kept up her movements and answered. "All of those things, in a rather quick succession actually... I don't know if I like it..." she stated. While she wasn't purposefully giving him her thinking face, he seemed content to make her think. Still for his words, a bit more aggression would be added to that ride in Hiruko's lap. His hypothetical question was something else, she didn't even need more than a second to reply after sorting through the words. "That's a moral question and I don't have those... so I suppose the answer would be, if you wanted to..." she mentioned. "Does that mean I should not worry about it... and give the information without pausing to think about it or letting it be someone else's decision?" she pondered. Of course, she'd had several hypothetical conversations with Hiruko earlier about the nature of magic, but fully explaining it and why she lacked concern or knowledge seemed like an odd amount of information to give another person. There was also this man staring at her, and her feeling it more deeply than the surface level inspection or even the regular lustful looks she was used to. There had to be so much going on in this man's head, it was driving her crazy not to know.

Miko made a suggestion and was rewarded with action. This might be one of her favorite kinds of person to talk to... and moreover it felt good to have a successful moment or two. In fact, there was soon a hand upon her head. 'Squee, headpats♪!~' Miko chimed internally, only to be left slightly disappointed. The movements of her head and mouth kept up, and soon Reiji was moving his hips, 'Never mind, Face fucking is better♪~' Miko was having a great time already, so nice were moments like these, she'd almost gotten lost before lunch. But Reiji remembered seeming to want to give her a warning. She'd received several such things, and she'd been taking things to her gullet all day. As long as it literally wouldn't explode her existence, she wasn't too concerned, but since she still wanted to taste it, she'd oblige and pull her head away so she could have his head upon her tongue swirling gently to entice his end. She had light sparkling in her eyes the entire time as she looked up into Reiji's face wanting to see the moment she achieved her goal once more.

Kazuhiko gave the one warning he needed to give. Dealing with him after that morning planetary trip was dangerous ─ especially given the way he felt now. He wasn't even sure what could happen, but something felt... so very permanent. Oddly enough, he was titillated by the idea. Kaguya apparently didn't mind the idea. She'd follow Miko right into his lap ─ literally even. Beyond that, if the danger was making her horny, the speedy acceptance was doing the same to him. She wanted only one, though. Kazu assumed she meant a single thrust, but the way she was moving against him wasn't conducive to that limitation. Could he do it? Could he restrain himself so much after that build-up, that name and everything he saw and felt presently? "No," he said after mere moments of thought. Kazu's hand rose, and the subspace create by Kaguya become something more like a corridor. They remained at one end, and the other extreme ended at the wall behind the 'cucks' as Kaguya had been calling them. His other hand slipped a finger beneath the string of that thong, just above the peak of Kaguya's crack. He slid it down and out, dragging fabric out of his way. Only then did gravity take full effect, quite literally pulling her onto his cock. Where he entered would merely depend on Kaguya's precise position at the time; he didn't care which hole it was. "But... is that really all you want? Be honest; it's a display after all."

Of course Sakura heard a similar sentence before; her father was of a similar breed to the man sitting across from her. He was a bit quicker to settle on names than Sakura, though. Nii-san was her form of address for him presently, but it wouldn't remain that way forever. First, she had to decide whether she liked the man or not. Compared to the Sakura he knew, she was being very... "Slow. Spoiler alert: I usually answer to Daddy. That usually requires the whole splitting you in half thing though. Anyway, haven't you already decided? You're confused... curious. Curious and horny are almost synonymous for you, right? Or are you just doing like I said and bouncing harder because you were gonna do it anyway? Hold 'em up; it'll be better for everybody~" he added, eyes following Sakura's breasts as they bounced up and down. Their conversation had been progressing at pace thus far, but a sudden interruption came when... "Put it down," was said with a chilling glare toward Hiruko. One of Hiruko's hands had been discretely moving toward a knife he intended to throw when necessary, but... something about that look and ability to read him couldn't be argued with. "Good boy. We're having a nice chat here. Just enjoy the ride while it's still your turn. Maybe it stays your turn? I'm not sure yet," he babbled. Moving on, Sakura's thoughts about his analogy were considered. He found her answer... youthful. "It means what you take from it, just like the first answer. If you say the answer is whatever I want it to be, that means I'm going right back to the original question. At that point, I'd be realizing it was about what I wanted all along. If I let you drown in this example, what use will you ever be to me? None. Case in point: whose tits am I looking at then? Obviously I'm not going down with the ship; fish tits are only cool on mermaids."

The disappointment of Miko was clear for a moment, but Reiji could do nothing about that. It took all he had just to hold back an explosion that would surely be rude to unleash in the already gagging girl's throat. He gave due warning, and she took it with a retreat. What Reiji didn't expect at all was the way she chose to finish the task at hand. It should have been totally unrealistic for the act of swirling her tongue around his glans alone to do the trick. Whether due to a masterful application of tongue or the look of her face as she tried to coax out her 'lunch', or even some combination of both... Reiji's seizing body endangered the chair he sat upon. His hand finally landed on Miko's head as if he were reaching for stabilization on his own end. A deep grunt devolved into an extended moan, the former joining a shotgun blast of his essence and the latter accompanying the subsequent ooze. Given the width of his ejaculation, Reiji would even be needing to clear his hand when this was all over. Little did he know, he wasn't even the first to have an extra-messy conclusion with one Iino Miko... even just today.

Kaguya's teasing words seemed to relay differently than intended. She'd asked if it was possible for a quick taste, a sneak-peek. He could slide and and slide out in his present state and it'd likely blow her up regardless. She knew this, he knew this but... it seemed he couldn't do as she asked. "Oh well, I guess I'm taking what I can get then♥~" she chimed seemingly amused. Even so, she could feel him, slipping a finger around her thong, leaving them ready to line up. That magical condensation was another thing as well, the corridor was a different form of her subspace, "Oya? I didn't know you understood magic like that~" Kaguya mused seeming to find it interesting at the very least. Those hips of hers still shifted, even as gravity began to lead him into one of her holes, which one? Well her primary one as it was turned towards his head when the forward motion started. A little moan escaped her lips as penetration started as for what she really wanted a little laugh escaped her, "Of course it isn't really all I want. You could fuck me 'til I pass out, as long as you leave me to nap in my chair♥!~" Kaguya offered with a huge grin. "You wanna leg up? It'll be tight♥~" she claimed as if the squeeze between her legs wasn't already quite snug to start with. No way would she not be trying the proper go at that immaculate dick, even if it ended her outing today it was worth doing. None would be upset with her, except perhaps Kei who was still playing chicken with her own feelings. No matter, if everything else was handled all would be fine.

Meanwhile, Sakura was being called out in the oddest way. Whatever was going on with this man, he knew too much... about her at least. And she knew what she was and understood the implied danger. But the clear and present curiosity was winning out against it. "Hm, that seems extreme... though I do understand how that sort of thing works. Also you seem to have a very clear understanding of me. As for why, because I was going to, and for the other reasons you mentioned...89 percent, not quite enough yet," she mused. When told to hold her breasts up, she'd commit, with a hand on either side as they shook while she moved her own hips in Hiruko's lap. Her observation of this man only become more exciting as it went on, it would seem he was very good at reading others. Enough of a killer that even Hiruko couldn't get that knife and pull it on him. "Sou ka, I figured that had a better chance, that's odd..." she observed. What was more there was pure logic coming form him, which was quite unusual to come by. His words made sense to her in a complete sort of way, and all she said initially wasn't her complete understanding, "Never seen a Mermaid before, kind of want to now. I need to do that~" she mused as she continued, still her eyes stayed on the man in front of her. "I suppose I was worried about the wrong thing... and it won't really matter the outcomes, if something way bigger than even I can control happens... I accept the logic. Arigatou gouzaimasu, Onii-chan~" Sakura offered. She didn't care what most people called him, she was content with her own kind of speech and Daddy didn't make sense when she'd not experienced him in that sort of way. In her own mind, he was more brotherly and she didn't have one of those yet, so he could have that title without fail.

Meanwhile, Miko worked on receiving a reward and it was quite fruitful when it finally occurred. Reiji was such an interesting man, showing himself to be an upright proprietor and a forward thinking adult. He even seemed to have gained enough flexibility in his thinking to accept a little youthful deviance. After experiencing just a little bit of conversation and acknowledging him as one of her new favorites if only because he was willing to accept the love and logic of Abe no Seimei, she wasn't at all surprised when he had quite a lot to offer. A buckshot blast to the mouth was Miko's reward and it tasted like, Chestnuts. Yes, that was the flavor that filled her senses. She even got the happiness of a hand upon her head in the final moments leaving her eyes to light up. She swallowed, once to clear her mouth and licked the tip as she pulled away. "Squee♪!~ Reiji-san's so tasty. Gouchisousamadeshita♫~" she sang quietly but happily. Well how youthful was he, she supposed she'd be finding out. If he was spry she'd likely comment and take a seat in his lap, if he wasn't she'd put it away and still sit in his lap for the duration of their ordering process. Such was her nature.

Kazuhiko's understanding of magic was a bit... questionable, to say the least. His expertise was mostly limited to focus or reinforcement of some sort. This shift into a corridor was more natural than anything else, as if... he'd simply made a large atmosphere around his forward-facing erection. That, in fact, was the corridor they were in. "I don't," he responded simply. Kaguya was receiving a storm to her canal as his gravity pulled at her womb. Tight only began to describe how she felt, and even that was amplified by gravity pulling her walls into him. As for going at it until she passed out, Kazu would gladly do so ─ though the result was liable to be a bit beyond expectation. Kazu's adventurous nature tended to bleed into his partners, energizing them so long as things didn't carry on too long. Well, the results would speak for themselves initially. He contemplated Kaguya's offer for a lifted leg while pumping his hips just lightly enough to avoid any concussive bursts... at least outside of Kaguya's entrance. The ultimate decision involved Kazuhiko lifting one hand out to each side in an offer of support. "How about both out? There's something I'm not ready to stop seeing yet," he admitted, eyes glued to Kaguya's ass.

According to Sakura, she was bouncing with greater purpose in Hiruko's lap because she was going to anyway. In spite of that claim, the suggestion to hold her breasts was taken without hesitation, and seemingly without any additional thought. The ginger grinned as he stared endlessly. Hiruko, on the other hand, could do no grinning at present. He had little choice but to accept the notion that this was only a conversation... for now. "Percentages aren't going to be accurate against me. Neither will reservations. Haven't tried teasing your own nipples yet, huh? You should," he suggested in the middle of another topic. The matter of mermaids would not be further addressed by the man; he wasn't going to give all of the answers after all. Most important was the fact that Sakura accepted his reasoning, and further shifted her form of address for him within minutes of their meeting. Hearing that from an earlier version of Sakura than he once knew was exciting in its own way. "Think nothing of it. Oh, but do say that again. Slower, sexier and preferably while you let me know what you think I could be doing to you right now♥~" he flirted shamelessly.

Meanwhile, Reiji was... losing his wit once again. Teens were ridiculous in the modern era, he decided. There was no reason for Miko to make such quick work of him. There was no reason for her to be so excited about a hand on her head at the end. There was no reason for her to lick his oozing tip afterwards. There was no reason for such a cute thing to be so appealing with a load on her face, that he didn't even care about the excess on his own hand when resting it on his lap. A lot of things were coming together without good reason, it seemed. As for his youthfulness, Miko would find something between answers. He wasn't firm, but he wasn't soft. Continuation was rendered at least slightly questionable, if only because his mind was too busy for even words. There was a notable twitch to greater firmness, but overall no major sustainability nor total loss. "That was... something," was all Reiji could even say as his thoughts came together at last.

"Oya? Are you doing it with feeling? That's okay too~" Kaguya encouraged. The full understanding of magical know how wasn't absolutely necessary. In many cases, some things worked just because the user of the magic wished for them to. Fine mechanics weren't necessary if you could just make it happen, that was the magical girl way. Meanwhile, Kaguya was being entered and it was already rather powerful. Her walls were naturally collapsing upon him, using only whatever he had going on within his dick as a catalyst. She was beginning to understand as the force of it was held within herself exactly what the potential problem of this was going to be, and why it would be killing that group. "Both out? Zuko-sama, you'll spoil a girl holding something like that♥~" Kaguya flirted shamelessly. Of course, she'd only oblige him since it was something he wanted to see. The spreading of her legs would continue and she'd lift her hips just a little. Basically for a point of reference his dick was being used to balance her physical form while she allowed her spilt to reach its full spread across both his extended arms. "Like this right~" she said looking back and offering a cheeky wink.

Meanwhile, Sakura was experiencing confusion beyond the norm and she was sure she wasn't the only one. Though Hiruko was basically just along for the ride, Sakura also hadn't actually cleared up anything. One could say this is because he claimed she shouldn't say too much, but one could also say it was because she was too distracted by the ginger to focus on giving her explanations. "Hm, that isn't good. The calculations being inaccurate won't help my confusion," she mused, ah, but that wasn't all. She'd not tried anything with her own nipples yet. Perhaps she shou... Sakura's nipples were between her fingers as she bounced. They were twisting before she finished the thought. "When did I start doing that? Why have I been taking suggestions? I'd say that was a soul response, but I stopped the efficacy of that myself for human life experimentation. Results still pending. But if this is why everyone else reacts that way, I understand... I don't think I like it though. I also don't think turning my soul back on would change my confusion, no... I can't hypothesize the reaction either..." she was talking mostly to herself but all pretense of things held back had dropped. "What are you?" Moving on from that point it would seem that this man truly couldn't help but flirt, she'd apparently found the right form of address for her even if it was not what he normally accepted. "Sou ka, you can't help yourself, can you, Onii-chan~" she asked rhetorically.

At the same time, Miko was finding herself amused in the afterglow. Her behaviors were her own and usuallly found varying amounts of surprise in more mature adults. Even so, the look on Reiji's face said he truly wasn't expecting her activity, her ability nor her excitement in the moment. This was fine, though she found him not exactly ready for the next round, she'd all but decided she might actually try to let him work a bit too. In response to the idea of it being something, Miko was checking her face using her thumb to drag any missing spunk and drool into her mouth like wiping sauce from a recently devoured meal into her mouth. "It was, definitely worth it, Reiji-san~ I guess I'll let you work now~" she mused as she shifted her own position. She moved upwards, settling into his lap facing his screen and settling with his cock beneath her. Though she'd really prefer it be inside, if it wasn't ready yet, she was fine with waiting whatever amount of time was necessary.

Feeling was about the best way to describe Kazuhiko's approach to this magical application. He couldn't have explain what was done if he tried, but he did understand the intended, and actual, result. The corridor aside, Kazu also had a general idea of what would happen to the four teens ahead... and what would happen to Kaguya. The pair had been gently prancing around each other for the last day or so. Though this couldn't be counted as their first bout finally coming around, the first few floors of major dungeons had to be scouted before a full raid was organized. His suggested approach was apparently considered an act of spoiling. Kazu didn't really get the reason behind that. He'd already done far more ridiculous things on a whim, but perhaps now wasn't the best time to address that. No, the best course of action was simply to continue. Someone was coming along to clean the dead bodies, so they had to ensure bodies were dead. With that in mind, he let his hands collapse around Kaguya's legs as they slid into position. Knowing about her flexibility was one thing, but seeing and feeling were two different demons that would both lead him into a spiral. "Just like that. That's awesome," he said, flexing against her inner walls as the others wondered how this union was even happening. Surely that storm was apparent, even if it had yet to enter her womb. That transition would be the key, but for the time being, Kazu merely rested against the door so to speak. "Ready?"

Sakura was confused, and apparently the lack of accurate percentages would only make things worse. In response, the ginger had only one thing to say. "Don't worry about it," he repeated. In the meantime, Sakura was silently taking another suggestion by pinching, twisting, generally working her own nipples. He watched contentedly, grinning when she questioned her own actions. Why had she been taking suggestions? Well, there was no coercive magic or anything of the sort at play. The true answer was in the man's head, but he'd leave Sakura to her own mental musings, knowing how she liked to figure things out. She didn't like this turn of events by her own admission; he didn't think that would remain true. "I know it sucks. You like working that brain of yours. But, it's only fun when you can see a pattern, right?" he replied. As for the bigger deal here, Sakura wanted to know... not who, but what this man was. His grin only widened then. "You tell me, Girlie. He," he interjected, nodding toward Hiruko. "... obviously thinks I'm a killer, a danger. He's not wrong. So... what do you think I am? Mysterious? Sexy? Downright fucking irresistible in every possible sense of the word? I'm curious too y'know~" he said. Moving right along though, Sakura's response to his most recent suggestion was... pointing out that he couldn't help himself. "Of course I can help myself. You're still conscious and not spewing my jizz out of every hole, are you? I'm being so tame; you have no idea. But anyway..." He paused, leaving that particular clause where it lay for the moment.

In the meantime, Reiji was catching his breath and finally gaining some reprieve. He was allegedly allowed to get some actual work done. Lucky day, Reiji thought; he wouldn't be held-up by deviance for too long. His reputation didn't need that, and surely Miko's didn't either. Ah, but even freedom had connected dangers. Reiji would be discovering those later, in the middle of his sentence at that. "I have to admit, it was very worthwhile. You're incredibly..." He paused there as Miko slid into his lap, his semi-erect cock stuck between the supple flesh of her thighs. There was an immediate throbbing as a result, but... "... good at that," he finished. Even if he was already returning to firmness, Reiji intended to get some work done while they were in that storage room. He traversed with a few clicks to an ordering screen filled with legacy items from the AoE trading card game. "Astraea, right? Would you mind typing the name in?" he asked. Reiji would have started the relevant search himself, but his free hand was pressed gently against the small of Miko's back for stabilization purposes. It was simply the most economic answer to request that favor instead of tossing her about to do a bit of typing.

Natural born prodigies shared certain characteristics. Kaguya completely understood what it was like to go by feeling alone as far as magic was concerned, so she wouldn't be poking his brain about it. As a matter of fact she wouldn't be questioning anything but the snug fit he currently occupied and the physical prowess he maintained to pick her up and hold her in her current position. "Oya? It's awesome, already? You aren't even all the way in♥~" Kaguya mentioned. "Still, if you're going to flex like that, how can I be anything but ready!~ Show the trash something they'll never know♥!~ Hit the bottom♥~" Whenever that push forward happened, her face would be visible to those four still quieted there was nothing for them to do but witness her crowning achievement. Or rather, the first plunge Kazuhiko would take after literal days of flirting around Kaguya for most of a week, as she saw it. She'd been putting herself out there the entire time but it seemed he wasn't yet ready to take that invitation. But now she was being held up and shown something new, how could she do anything but move her hips gently from side to side, causing her bottom to wiggle and the entrance of her womb to rub against him just a bit.

Sakura's confusion was met with a short statement. One which had been repeated by this man at least a couple of times since he'd started talking, 'Don't worry about it'. A phrase like that seemed so simple, like it was meant to comfort or distract, but in Sakura's case, it caused a minor form of irritation. "Is that a mantra? Or are you patronizing me? I can't tell... I feel like that statement is supposed to be comforting but only in the same way that parents tell children to avoid explaining things they think are too complicated..." Sakura surmised. Still, she'd not stopped her activities. She was bouncing in Hiruko's lap, playing with her own nipples and he was feeling the short jolts in her core with every moment she seemed to enjoy. "Patterns are good... if I have one I can work, extrapolate.. that's fine. It's just... annoying? Yes... I think it's annoying... I like figuring things out but I am not fond of how I feel right now..." she seemed to have a pretty valid explanation. But how did she feel right now? Well that was technically tied into the lad across from her. This man also didn't answer her question, he gave round about answers, patterns to look into... clues that weren't really clues, unless you were already looking for them. That's how Sakura saw this situation. Hiruko thought this man was a danger, a killer... that was obviously not untrue. So what did she think of him... "Killer? Not the problem here... even I've killed people, I just happened to waste the energy needed to revive them. Humans are far too fragile but there are costs to experimentation and I did find the answer to those early questions. I can't be truly upset with the outcomes," Sakura commented initially her brain practically leaking words which likely would only make sense to the man across from her. "I think... you're bigger than me. That's why you're dangerous. You are so far above me as an existence that I can't even sense you. Do you have any idea how ridiculous that is? I am a natural born goddess whose parents are the peak of magical balancing, potential and arcane wisdom. I created a dark vessel for souls and created life, I can literally force reality to do what I want around me and you are so far above me that I don't even think I could stop you if I had to, Onii-chan~" Sakura might have been dangerously close to a mental break. "And that is intriguing, mysterious and beyond attractive at best and terrifying at worst. How were you made? Who made you? How long did it take?" she questioned it as if there were logical things to ask. "I am not, but I know it would work like that... I'm not even sure my body could process what you are, much less do anything but force my own ascension in a way I had not anticipated...Eh...ehehe...Hahahahaha.. HAHAHAHAHA!~" she hypothesized, before bursting into maniacal laughter. There was something interesting about that... actually it was making her insides twitchy as she rode Hiruko. It really was sexually exciting and maybe a bit frustrating.

While Sakura endured the first mental break of her relatively short life, Miko was experiencing something she wished to make more common in her own life, the praise and afterglow of a sexual experience. Reiji claimed their deviance of the day was worthwhile and even claimed Miko was good at what she'd done. Though that sentence was lightly interrupted as she took her place within his lap. She felt the throbbing of his half-erect cock between her thighs and happily grinned, looking up at him. "I'm glad you think so, it's one of my favorite things to do, I like being good at it♪~" Miko chirped. Her eyes then turned to his screen since she was here she did intend to let him work, well, at least until his dick was hard again. As for his request for a typing assist, "Of course, Reiji-san, it's the least I can do♪~" Miko mentioned. She slid her fingers forward and began typing the name Astraea where he'd clicked with precision keystrokes. All the while her little legs were twitchy and rubbing together encouraging that next movement to firmness and surprisng her just a little. 'Oh yeah, can I do that? Would I make a sexy secretary? I could be a sexy secretary~' she thought excitedly. Maybe she'd get to test it out. Would that be asking too much? Maybe, but she was already here, no opportunities were going to be passed up, even strange ones which only worked for a distraction.

While the others wondered how Kazuhiko and Kaguya were even fitting together physically, Kazu was wondering how he managed to avoid cramming himself into her soul for more than two seconds. It wouldn't be much longer. In fact, Kaguya was energetically goading him to do precisely that. She didn't need to wiggle in addition to offering those words, but the fact that she'd done so only further coaxed Kazu. "That's not fair. I'll show you something instead ─ the thing. They won't be able to handle it anyway," he said. With that, Kazu thrusted just once. Doing so allowed him to breach the barrier to her womb along with a certain barrier of reason in this reality. He 'hit the bottom' as requested, and it didn't stop there. The end of Kaguya's womb was reached, pushed further into still, and then... Kazu did what he'd been calling 'the thing' for a while now. As if he'd opened a fire hydrant, Kazu proceeded to spray his essence and gorge Kaguya's womb on raw, unadulterated, spiraling power. It was too much, too fast to remain in the confines of a single body. As such, the 'cucks' ahead would even see the mass of overflow as their souls were crushed under the weight of impact. Heads and limbs were seizing individually, almost... glitching for the four leaned against that wall. They weren't simply dying; they were being destroyed.

Sakura didn't seem to like the ginger's suggestion to avoid worrying about it. True enough, it was the type of things parents often used in patronizing ways. He also used it in the exact manner she stated more often than not, but... Tohsaka Sakura was on a list of exceptions. "Everything's a mantra somewhere, somewhen. But I'm not patronizing you. Never that, never... you. Actually don't worry about it. If you do, it'll get worse. Go with the flow for once♥~" he suggested, keeping that flirtatious tone. Sakura was clearly annoyed, and even stated it through her own mouth. He could understand, but there was little to be done about it in the moment. No, this moment, this meeting was carefully crafted to meet several criteria and eventualities. One such thing was Sakura's rant when asked what she thought the man was. In one long speech, she admitted everything that had been hidden from the man beneath her. Hiruko was already stunned silent, but that silence would only carry on even longer as the confusion from Sakura's words set in. It didn't help that she was rambling as if he no longer existed as more than an object, even while mindlessly following the other man's suggestions... Well, most of them, the ginger would say. Speaking of the ginger, he was becoming more amused by the moment. "All of those things are true... except one. I'm not so far above you that you can't sense me. You're just blind right now. It's a thing; it happens," he said in an accidentally cryptic manner. The man then took a break while Sakura proceeded to have an epic meltdown ─ something that made him purse his lips in an expression of arousal. "Ooh, that's a good snap♥~" he mused. "Now, I'll admit... it's not about how I was made, who did it, or how long it took. There are too many answers to all of those things. Besides, I'm still waiting on an answer from you~"

Finally, Reiji and Miko were doing something relatively normal. That was at least how it seemed as he controlled the computer mouse and she typed the necessary search. Alas, even that could not be normal. Miko was quite the fidgety little thing, and that was quickly restoring firmness to Reiji as he tried to keep focused on scrolling through the options. "Ahem. So, these are the Astraea selections available for shipment. It looks like most of them can be shipped to this location within a day or two. Is anything here to your liking? Of course I do still have that figure on one of the shelves back here..." he said, almost as if trying to distract Miko and himself.

The unknowns of true proportions were always interesting to see. As a person who had to figure out how bodies worked together after experiencing normal sex first, Kaguya would have normally been infuriated at guys like these for daring to lower expectations as far as they did. Ah, but she couldn't actually be mad right now... No, she was far too busy experiencing Kazuhiko for a first time. A sample could be what this was called, and the sample included what Kazuhiko referred to as 'the thing' "What's a th..uyuck♥!~." Kaguya was given great pause, or rather forced into hiccupping immediately. Why, she suddenly had her entire womb full of Kazuhiko's dick. Her face flushed, her brain blanked and her tongue popped out, drooling just a bit. There was a constant explosion of mana deep within her body, and even if she was able to bear because of a few lingering circumstances, it was way more than her body could process. And while her soul tried to accommodate her pupils began flickering before settling into the shape of a Diamond. "It's a great fucking thing, Zuko-sama♥~" Kaguya shouted and moaned. Her body was used as a catalyst and just that pulse would have that pair dying in a clean but oddly horrific way. Kaguya was sure her mind couldn't survive this, and no matter what else happened, this was definitely worth doing. Yeah, she wouldn't be regretting this, even if she was 'forced' to experience this from him... again and again.

Meanwhile, Sakura was suffering different problems. Apparently, this ginger man was not in fact patronizing her. The way he spoke those words, he didn't do that to her specifically... interesting. He also claimed she should go with the flow and actually not think about it for once. "That feels very contrary to my nature, but for you... I'll consider it..." she mentioned, and oddly meant. After that, Sakura had well and truly freaked out, going on a tangent in her young life that she'd not previously experienced. What was more, she'd practically left Hiruko behind, not even explaining the start of the context to deep dive into magical world nonsense which was where she felt more at home. Ah, but she was also getting answers. "Blind?" That was a curious term. She knew that things could be ignored, unseen but there was always a reason... just being blind didn't make sense, unless of course, she was missing something, "Even if that's true, I have to keep the assumption because it can't be disproven," she mentioned logically, as she always would. When her laughter finally wound down she looked at him... running her hand over her face, "That's a demonic reaction. That's fine. I understand that at least," Sakura said before the feeling of destruction from Kazuhiko's actions hit her magical radar. "That's destruction, since when can he do that?" she muttered quickly for no apparent reason. Her heart was beating fast, and it wasn't just about the movements of her body or a building orgasm or exertion. No... it was something else entirely. Whatever the case he was apparently waiting on an answer, "You didn't ask a question..." Sakura said immediately as her brain quickly filtered and found the path of speech she'd not taken. "Oh, sou ka... that isn't a question it was a request for you... I'll answer that one, even though you've created way more questions in my head than current circumstances can answer..." Sakura mentioned. She shifted just a bit, leaning properly over the table moving gently across it. Slowly deliberately did she speak, "I think you could be fucking me into an ascension with a real demonic break... I've never been on the receiving end of one of those, who knows, I might really like it. At the very least you could realign my insides and my brain at the same time, that's what I'd prefer for you to do to me, after getting me all mentally stimulated, O-nii-chan~" By the time she said the last she was directly in front of of him, in his face having accidentally abandoned Hiruko for the sake of mental stimulation.

At the same time, Reiji and Miko seemed to be moving along to something normal... well relatively speaking. Miko was sitting in his lap, his ever building erection building up over time as she fidgeted in his lap. Even so, she'd typed in his requested word and now she was looking at Astraea related merchandise. The distraction he might have aimed for, was an interesting one, but Miko had different ideas she always did. "Well, I plan on taking what you have regardless. I just wanted to see the others because in addition to that I was going to get something special~" she mused fidgeting in general happiness. "Would you click the one three rows down, That one is cool!~" she claimed. It was an Astraea figure with movable parts and a clear front. It could be stripped and had a couple of different small accessories. And came with a special edition large frame card. Even if it couldn't be used in his deck, she figured he might enjoy the special rarity card and the alternative artwork. "Are you doing any other ordering? Or do you have any other suggestions for me and my desired Seimei-sama things? I'm an able typist~" Miko teased gently. Of course she realized the hardness of his manhood was rising instead of lowering. "I'll also help with this~" she mentioned flexing her thighs. "I could do it while I sit here instead. Make sure it doesn't bounce back this time. I do like to complete tasks to the absolute best of my abilities~" Miko said, knowing full well her words weren't even legitimately innocent, but she still managed to look up at him innocently.

'The thing' was originally a term Kazuhiko used simply because he couldn't properly explain it in the moment. As time passed, however, that term was becoming more official. He kept mentioning the thing as it was, and kept getting a very favorable reaction after the initial shock. In this case, he also had the benefit of scratching that vindictive itch he'd been feeling. Souls were screeching throughout the subspace corridor created by Kaguya and refined by Kazuhiko himself, and their destruction was further solidified by the moment. Why? Well, Kazu wasn't done even after that first expulsion. Flooding Kaguya's womb was only the beginning of a would-be continuous series of gushing, skin-slapping, quaking thrusts. The Diamond state was totally unfamiliar to Kazuhiko, yet... it felt so right even when he had no reference for it. "You're a great fucking thing!" he argued. The four boys whose bodies were still spasming were naught but an afterthought. He had a limited amount of time with Kaguya, but he'd absolutely be making the best of it. "So later ─ you, me? Full round?"

Interestingly enough, Sakura was willing to make an exception against her norm per the ginger's advice. She remained blind as he claimed, but that was nothing he could truly explain here and now. Soon... she'd know. "You'll get the answers you need. I can't make it much clearer than it is now, because reasons. Just keep it all on the backburner," he explained. A sudden interjection came as Sakura sensed the soul destruction of four humans... near Kazuhiko's location. She wondered aloud when he became capable of such things. "Since you," the male answered simply. Kazuhiko's connection to the Void was surprisingly strong, mostly due to the strength of his connection to Sakura. Regardless of the state of their relationship presently, he'd been drawn to the lass from the beginning. It seemed however, that the pair were still on their way to a true understanding of each other and their feelings on the matter ─ both spiritual and non. That was just another thing this man would provide no unnecessary details about. Instead, he kept the efforts leading toward his own desired outcome for this meeting. He hadn't truly asked a question, but there was a request ─ one Sakura would acknowledge while ever so casually abandoning her confused mount to crawl across the table. The details she gave were, surprisingly, within the realm of expectation for him. He didn't previously know how long she'd been that way... but with this being her first time meeting him, things were becoming quite interesting. "Wow~" he mused, genuinely surprised she managed such a clause. The short amount of time spent on Gaia was doing wonders for the young goddess. "Talking like that, you might actually get an ascension today... and I'm not even sure if that's safe." While he spoke, the man reached out to cup Sakura's chin. So close would their faces be as he stared her down, tension of a sexual nature building with increasing rapidity. "You might end up seeing through the shadows. That's a darkness the Void can't even fathom. Does that terrify you, little Butterfly?♥~" he asked, his lips gently brushing against Sakura's in those final moments. With that happening, there was already the slightest seepage of an unknown cosmic force into the girl's skin.

Regardless of what was found in this search, Miko wanted the Astraea figure Reiji originally spoke of. It was basically just collecting dust in his storage room, so he had no problem getting rid of it for a more than reasonable price. Per Miko's suggestion, he looked three rows down and clicked a figure of a different... more perverse variety. That one was a rather expensive model kept in short supply. Considering Kazuhiko's obsession with the character, it would surely be appreciated. "I remember when this one released. It was around the time Kimura-kun was going through qualifiers here. He was very upset over being too young and too poor to get one. It couldn't be helped," Reiji reminisced. Though that one was quite expensive, he added it to the order right away. Miko wondered if he had more to order, and further wondered if there was anything Seimei-related that could be addressed. Of course, she further fell to deviance with legs that shifted consciously against his growing erection, and words pointed toward a very specific purpose. Reiji neither confirmed nor denied any interest in further debauchery... at least verbally. Physically, his reactions spoke for themselves. "... There should be some new merchandise connected to the Abe series. If you want to search it, feel free. Here; I'll go back to the search bar," Reiji said while moving, albeit slightly shakily, up the page again.

Many things in the lives of Kazuhiko and his peers would be taking on different meanings as time went on. Regardless of that, there would be no real address of those dying boys. Kaguya understood their destruction on a spiritual level, but that was not important. No what was important was the greatness of the thing, she'd just experienced and was still experiencing and the influx of mana she found stirring up her soul and oddly enough reinforcing her form and spiritual abilities. "Damn right, keep 'em coming, Zuko-sama♥~" Kaguya agreed seemingly amused by the acknowledgement. "Oh, and me too♥ You're really great~" Kaguya added. Well, her mind was frying just a bit anyways, but that wouldn't stop her from agreeing to the next bout, no. Now more so than ever it would definitely be happening. "Yeah, when I recover and all... full round until I'm out again♥~" she agreed without hesitation. A couple minutes remained before the arrival of the 'cleanup' Kaguya had ordered. All the while that person was sitting in the passenger seat of a van in a pristine white dress which was sticking to all her overt curves. She was still staring at her phone confused by her orders but always willing to follow them. 'Why a card shop? He wouldn't need a different person to clean up...' she thought as she turned her head haughtily. Oh well, she'd do the job, or rather, the man in the passenger seat would.

Apparently, Sakura wasn't allowed to know any more than she currently knew. The more this man spoke, the more she could extrapolate this man was likely magical and with future knowledge. That sort of behavior was somewhat understandable. She had a father who purposefully didn't say as much as he could and who'd also simply make himself unavailable. 'Context says that means I should think about after the fact. Okay...' Sakura gave just a little nod of her own understanding. Of course, she could always question it a bit more in detail later, colloquialisms were always so odd to her. Beyond this apparently her own connection to Kazuhiko facilitated his ability to destroy others, "Hm, I suppose that makes sense. When I offered to help him rebuild himself I didn't focus on what he took... it could have been anything," Sakura thought those things were no longer floating in her head. No observations were being given, if only for this other man's apparent benefit. Perhaps she should think about that day a bit more and see if she could figure out exactly what kinds of things Kazuhiko had used from her form in his recreation? Whatever the case, she had at least figured out how to use her own speech to entice others and it seemed to work. All that tension was building up between her and this orange haired man, and she was getting positive feedback. "Oh? Do you have rules of your own?" she wondered almost quizzically. That would only feed into her ideations from earlier. As for what else he had to say, was she terrified by the idea of seeing into darkness greater than the Void? When he asked from such close proximity that she could almost feel his lips against hers, she couldn't help the gentle upturn of her own. "Butterfly? I like that... I usually don't get those so fast," she mused about the nickname. "I'm excited, I've seen the Void and the Nexus, why would darkness be anything but inviting? I'm intrigued, Onii-chan♥~" Sakura mused. Well, intrigued, and aroused might be confused for the young daughter of wisdom.

Meanwhile, Miko was busy picking out a special present for Kazuhiko while seeming to be working on a different sort of one for herself. It would seem that Reiji had something of a story to go along with the figure she'd chosen. Interesting. She'd known Kazuhiko as Charlemagne and knew his great love of card games, but she'd not heard of this particular thing. It warmed her heart quite a bit. "Kawaii♥~ That's a great story! I'm definitely getting it for him now. No missed opportunities~" she mused. With that on its way, regardless of its cost and her musings to Reiji not getting anything resembling a negative response. The hardness of his cock told her that she could probably have quite the good time with it. Her shorts were quite stretchy and easily moved to the side. And since he was clicking and looking at the screen, she'd be rising just a bit to begin searching for her own special items. Abe no Seimei would be what she typed into the search bar. And while she'd done that her own natural excitement had her rising just a bit and once the words were typed she simply moved her hand to help move her shorts and adjust for the touch of the tip of his cock against her dripping wet folds. "I hope you don't mind me settling in properly, Reiji-san♪~" Miko chirped fully intending to let, the natural gravity allow her to sink comfortably onto his manhood.

It went without saying that another round or twenty would come about between Kaguya and Kazuhiko. He'd been assuming as much since the first few minutes back from that long Nexus trip. Still, the way Kaguya chose to confirm his assumption was leagues better than any conclusions Kazu reached himself. It seemed another date of some sort was in his future. Ah, but that was the future. Here and now, there was a job to finish and little time to finish it. He figured it would be best if she didn't need such ridiculous recovery time after just a sample, so he ensured there was more magic than physical effort involved. Her body obviously wasn't conditioned for strenuous labor, but he hardly knew someone more magically gifted without some special condition applied. So then, what would Kazuhiko's approach be as he continued pumping away? He'd be spewing almost constantly, every lunge coming with another surge of energy directly to Kaguya's womb. All the while, the four boys were no longer seizing. They seemed to have lost the ability to sometime after blood spewed from their eyes, noses and mouths. . .

Sakura hadn't bothered to figure out what Kazuhiko gained from their earliest interactions. It was such an interesting thing to note ─ especially since this man knew Kazu hadn't 'taken' anything. The more he thought about it, the more he figured Sakura's observations of compatibility had to be quite... limited for a great number of reasons. Perhaps neither of them could truly see how well they worked as a unit. That time would come very soon, if so. "That might not be the word. Maybe took is better replaced with... unlocked," the ginger presented. As for whether he had his own rules to follow, that wasn't a very easy thing to answer. "Do I look like the kind of guy who follows rules?" he asked cheekily, and that was all. Moving on from rules and the like, there was a name spoken ─ one Sakura claimed she enjoyed. She didn't actually receive this one with any quickness, but she didn't need to know those details right now. No, it was far more important to establish a connection, yet again and for the first time ever. Sakura was not terrified by darkness. She was excited, intrigued and... seemingly ready to welcome it. "Good to hear. The shadows have been waiting to welcome you for a long time anyway. You're obviously raring to see what they've got in store," he mused, knowing Sakura probably didn't even remember Hiruko being in the vicinity.

The story of a Kazuhiko unable to acquire a figure he wanted was indeed a cute little tale, Reiji agreed. He would have bought one for the lad as well, had they not been separated by multiple prefectures. That wouldn't be necessary though, as Miko apparently had more than enough money to blow on such things. He wasn't one to pry on the business of others, but it was curious that she could casually purchase more than he, the shop's owner, could acquire for himself. "These are some very pricey purchases. Your funds are none of my business, but do take... care..." Why did he hesitate at the end? Well, Miko's typing came with some choice movement. When she rose, Reiji's eyes fell. As such, he saw when her hand reached down to shift those shorts aside and place her gleaming slit against his tip. It didn't even feel natural to speak in opposition of her obvious plan. Did he mind? Well... "Well..." was all Reiji could say. If Miko was to descend, there would be no naysaying from Reiji. No, he was far too engrossed watching it all happen right in his lap.

Kaguya was being wrecked, in a manner a bit different from the norm. For whatever reason, Kazuhiko wasn't simply battering her into paste like others would have. No, he was feeing her energy and abusing magic instead. She could manage this as a form of interaction. He could spill himself constantly and she could process and put it to use naturally. Even as she was blinded by her own orgasm she felt only energized, instead of bogged down. "This really is great, Zuku-sama really is great at this♥~" she sighed as that already tight squeeze on his manhood reached a pinnacle to tightness and added slickness. Her body would eventually stop, a few moments after that and in the same moment she experienced a strange feeling. A bond of extra trust and faith, placed properly in someone else. She had a deep seated understanding that he wouldn't take advantage of her, she could feel it, from his heart to hers. 'Sou ka, fully back now I guess♥~' she mused to herself as she was sure she was just reading his heart directly from the outside through their deep exchange. It was without a doubt a nice warm place.

Meanwhile, Sakura was surprisingly out of the know, on several different topics. That was fine, as overall, she had several different ideas to work with, what was more, the orange haired man, she'd been referring to constantly as 'Onii-chan' seemed to be pretty forth coming with certain pieces of information. Another likeness she drew between him and others she knew, was dangling just enough information to leave her thinking about things, instead of just providing answers. Of course, she did have certain questions she'd prefer just be answered, but when considering her relationships and the like she could continue to figure them out on her own. "Unlocked implies he had at least the foundation of certain things already. Or perhaps potential is the better word there as well? I guess that makes sense, Oyaji did say all he needed was an open door... or something to that effect," Sakura concluded. She could take that information and do what she would with it. When asked if he looked like the kind of man who followed rules, Sakura had but one reply, "When it suits you..." that felt right. Maybe not a rule breaker but definitely a bender when it suited his needs, that is what the person sitting so close to her own face seemed like. "Of course I am, this is definitely one of the most interesting things, I've had dangled in front of me in my entire life!" Sakura seemed more excited, more animated than even her more excitable moments so far. So easy was it, to draw in her inquisitive mind and trap her into such moments, but she wasn't exactly in a normal amount of danger. Even without all the details, she realized that there was much to be gained from this connection and oddly enough fun to be had. She'd practically forgotten all other context when falling into this conversation and saw no problems with it.

The cute story of Kazuhiko's past, was one which would likely be treasured by Miko, boxed away with her other memories of him. It was fine for her to spend a bit of money on him, make sure he'd get something he'd wanted simply because she could give it to him. This was how she chose to address it. As for Reiji's advice. "Hai hai, that's very sound advice. Still, I wouldn't miss today's purchases even at full retail... I like being able to do stuff like this for people I enjoy the most. Spoiling my friends is one of my happiest moments~" she claimed. Her devotion was a strong thing, if someone had it, it was complete. Kazuhiko was one who had it, and she'd do anything for him, the same in general applied to her friend group and a few techncially future and former acquaintances. Moving on from that, another pause, if only because Miko had begun the act of lowering herself onto Reiji's hard cock. Once agian, there were no arguments, and if nothing else, she could see a bit of his reflection in that screen and knew he was watching her descent. 'Squee♪~ My ass really might be distracting. Good job me... I wonder if I can do more?' she thought absently. Well she might as well try right? "Hmmm~" she said amost teasingly as she lowered at a slow pace. She'd stop it, right around the entrance of her womb, before she began the gentle slow paced grinding motions which would leave her bottom swirling in his lap, and him rubbing periodically against her cervix. She felt no desire to rush him further and quite enjoyed the teasing sensation his the had of him not entering her... at least initially. She had a purely devious idea, but she wanted to work up to it...at a pivtol moment. In the mean time, she'd look at the Seimei figures at the start of the list and try and fail at deciding one she'd want for herself.

Kaguya's movements and clench weren't losing any energy. Indeed, she was becoming more energize just as he'd hoped. There were too many reasons he wanted to avoid incapacitating the lass. The energy she brought along was great for a group setting, first and foremost; missing it would be a shame. Moreover, an absence would mean she'd miss the day's festivities. Last, but selfishly not least, working her over in such a way would mean Kazu had to wait even longer before the 'true' first round between them became available. The final moments of their first ever sexual encounter would end with Kazu lifting Kaguya's legs into a V-like shape. He leaned back while making that adjustment, letting Kaguya's weight be braced against his torso as his hips kept working. A more natural ejaculation came then, gushing out into Kaguya's womb as he slowly, slowly retreated from a mighty finishing thrust. Something felt... wrong, though. Kazu had no issues with anything that occurred between himself and Kaguya here, but he felt there was something very important missing. Either way... "That count as an interview? 'Cause you're hired," he heaved.

While Kazuhiko wrapped up that 'interview' with Kaguya, a discussion about him was taking place on that tour boat. A few specifics were to be thrown back and forth, with Sakura settling on the idea that Kazu had the foundation or potential for things attributed to the Void. "Too much experimentation, not enough homework. What do you know about the Hero of France? For that matter, what do you know about the history of Heroes in general?" he wondered, genuinely curious as to where those two were in the openness of their relationship. Eventually, they'd have to understand each other on a more personal level. Where Kazuhiko had been was an important thing for Sakura, and where Sakura was going would be an important thing for Kazuhiko. As for this man and any rules he did or didn't follow, Sakura believed he did so only when it suited him. Well, she wasn't wrong. "Birds of a feather, right?" he asked rhetorically, cheekily even. Their conversation kept going even with their faces so dangerously close to each other. At multiple points throughout, the male felt that brush of skin between lips. It seemed Sakura had missed the very first moment and the tingling sensation of the 'shadows' getting to know her, but he was sure that would come in time. Moreover, she was missing some key insight that he would soon be joking about. "Strong claim, Girlie. I haven't dangled anything in front of you... yet. But before I do..." In that moment, he was on the rise. No longer would he be leaned back in that chair. No, he'd instead push forward and up while loosing his belt. There was still no ridiculous bulge to speak of in those tight pants, but the confidence this man wore was astronomical. "I need to know something. Understanding check. Given what's going on in your life right now, what if I told you I'm going to become your everything before we're done here? What would you think? What would you say? You stopped playing, by the way; keep going♥~"

Akaba Reiji was soon well beyond any thoughts of making purchases. In fact, his thoughts weren't working properly at all. There was every reason for Reiji to argue against what Miko intended. He should have at least advised saving that sort of activity for later, perhaps with some contraception for responsibility's sake. Alas, he'd become transfixed. Surely he was already drenched at the tip, and it wasn't solely due to Miko's earlier lip service or the residue of his own expulsion. "Shouldn't we use..." Reiji found himself not even wanting to complete that clause. Condoms were such a restrictive thing after all, right? Surely he'd want this experience to be more natural. Besides... it would help things end quicker. Yes, that was totally sensible. Either way, Miko slowly made her way down his shaft, all the way to her own cervix. The descent was agonizing enough that tension coursed through Reiji's entire body, even causing him to curl inward and wrap both arms around her torso. As if things weren't bad enough, she was soon winding in his lap. His cock was being worked around like a gearshift and teased endlessly at the tip, and Reiji... couldn't form a single complaint. Well, there was something he could say at least. "This might be one of the most irrespons─ah─ble things I've ever... seen. And I've done nothing to stop it..." he mused, almost as if he were disappointed in himself... almost.

For all her general inability to keep up with the pure physicality of others, Kazuhiko was naturally making up for that difference with his own actions. It was a refreshing turn of events, even as she quite enjoyed being physically dominated and ground into paste. It was somewhat motivating to know that one day she might be able to withstand a bit more and actually keep up, not just by the will of the one fucking her, but maybe by her own. It was at least worth a conversation while, Kazuhiko changed the way he was entering her, switching her legs up into a V and coming to a more natural conclusion for himself. Kaguya for her part in this moaned gently, feeling the sensation of him against her back with all those muscles and understanding completely why her friend enjoyed this man physically as much as she did. "Oya? I'm a personal assistant now. That definitely counts as an interview, Zuko-sama♥~" she mused as if it was fun. "But you should know, I'll keep you on your toes... I'm already used to the wandering types♥~" she added while peeking up at him over her shoulder a devious glow to those red eyes of hers those diamonds still present as he began to pull out. "Oh, and a proper introduction, Shinomiya Kaguya...Zuko-sama's Personal Assistant♥~ Thanks for having me♥~" she gave an oddly formal introduction which seemed playful, flirty and amused beyond all reason. Oh well, a bit of guidance never hurt anyone and she could see herself easily offering such to him. Beyond that, it would seem they managed to mostly finish up as he was slowly pulling out of her, she sighed just a little. While this happened a van was turning the corner a few blocks up, coming down the street to eventually stop in front of the card shop.

Meanwhile, Sakura was learning the potential negatives to being such a free-range individual. Too much experimentation, not enough homework. "I am not sure what homework is exactly, but I've heard the young children complaining about it..." she said given her observations. As for his actual question, "I didn't know France had a Hero... the only thing I've heard about it so far, as that the queen is apparently mad and small children are going missing. Also, I know what a Hero is hypothetically but I heard they stopped existing ages ago..." Sakura said but that was what she heard from merchants and passing traders. Those words didn't necessarily have a hard meaning for her. But she'd make the assumption that something about the idea of the Hero of France, was relevant to her true understanding. Whatever the case, it was implied that her ideations about him following rules he wanted to was correct, did she do the same though... "I suppose," she mentioned not giving it much more thought than that. Still, he'd not dangled anything in front of her yet, according to his own words, a smirk came to Sakura's lips as that was fairly true. At the end of that part, he was sitting up a bit more firmly hands on his belt looking it and Sakura was looking now, down between them, as if she didn't want to miss an epic unveiling. As for his question, what if he would become everything? "Hm, everything is a lot, but if you can become everything for me... then that is a lot of growth I can find in a single entity. Kaa-sama has one of her five who is everything and he was number five. I can see the benefit more than risks, it might change the ordering but the decisions otherwise are still my own. Besides if I can get to it in three I'm making great progress! I can't say no to that!~" she explained of herself and her sheer excitement to get there. As for her lack of play, she took note and her hands began properly moving her chest again as her own excitement seemed to return to her core, wetting, tightening and squeezing.

Meanwhile, Reiji and Miko were on their way to a proper joining. Miko for her part in this seemed exceedingly pleased as she began to work, and more so when naysaying was quelled before it even properly started. "Sugoi♪~ I didn't know I could do that♪~" she sang lightly. It was rather exciting to learn of her ability to act this way even with a man who was reasonably more responsible than most. Her continued slow movements and teasing of the head of Reiji's cock against her cervix after an agonizing descent was a smooth ride for her. Fun and easy given their positioning. A grin spread across her face as she continued those little movements never making it so that he even nudged her entrance properly, even though she fully intended to experience that as well. No, first she wanted to work herself and him up to the peak of pleasure. As for his statement, interrupted by a moan, she could only look back at him. "You say irresponsible♫~ But it sounds like you're having fun♪~" Miko said teasingly. She would never do anything but have fun, when she could. "There's no legitimate reason to stop yourself from having fun, if you aren't hurting anyone~" this was how Miko lived her life and she'd encourage others to do the same, especially people she wanted to have fun with herself. And as she thought this her body only became a bit wetter, those movements smoothing and her core tensing as she began moving towards orgasm.

At seventeen years of age and well over 2,000 simultaneously, Kimura Kazuhiko acquired himself a... personal assistant. The amount of accuracy of that title felt fluctuating to an extent, but he expected as much by now. Apparently, Kaguya would be keeping to the more normal definition of personal assistant as well, yet there were some underlying hints of deviance initially brought on by the 'interview' method. Already well past the destruction of four humans, Kazu fully delved into his usual fun-loving antics during separation. "Are you gonna stay on your toes too? That sounds kinda hot. This counts as the sexy secretary thing too, right?" he wondered, having a look at eyes he'd never seen before... even though that look also seemed so very familiar. "Huh, that's..." He paused then and there. Fully removed from Kaguya and working on lowering her, Kazu totally lost his marbles. He knew what was missing. How could he have been so stupid? "Merde! I didn't take pictures! No no no no! This was the first one! I can't get that back!" he griped explosively.

Sakura didn't know about homework yet. He supposed their group hadn't started attending school yet. "Still no school huh? You're gonna love it. Maybe I will too; I kinda like the idea of hanging around here for a bit," he mused almost absently. Regardless, Sakura also shared her knowledge of Heroes, limited though it was. He had only one thing to nitpick about that. "A Hero could never stop existing. The form can change, but as long as the legend, the idea, never goes away... a Hero will always step up to the plate. When you get a chance, you should get those stories. You can find out about Heroes from... well, you either know or will know who's got the lore on that," he rambled. Moving on to the steamier part of their exchange, he watched Sakura as her eyes became glued to a prize not yet unveiled. She shared her beliefs about having someone like him become her 'everything' in the moment, and eventually began teasing her own breasts again. It was interesting to hear what she thought of his warning, offer, or whatever it truly was. "Oh? So you're fine with the idea of me becoming the most important thing you've got? I thought your hierarchy was established already. Number one, number two..." he chattered. Before Sakura had a chance to respond, the man became cheekier still. It was with great purpose that he timed the eventual release of his member, simultaneously unleashing a thick, yet invisible aura that went beyond perception itself. Hiruko, already silent, would become incapable of speech or any sort of activity really, as there was nothing but darkness registering to all of his senses. For Sakura, at this point... there would probably just be her and the ginger in front of her, brandishing an incomprehensible, mesmerizing tool that seemed many times greater than its physical structure could hold. "You're right though. You can't say no. I'm number one; got me?"

Speaking of mesmerizing things, Reiji wasn't sure what would do him in first. It would either be the hypnotic visuals of Miko winding in his lap, or the culmination of sensory overload he got from her cervix rubbing against his glans so soon after ejaculation. True to her words though, he did find this quite... fun. It had been a very long time since he walked the line of danger with anything resembling public tomfoolery. Now that he was back at it, he was becoming more immersed by the moment. Reiji even went so far as to bury his face in Miko's neck from behind, inhaling something he shouldn't have even smelled. Was there some sort of persimmon shampoo? Well, it didn't matter. His lips were puckering to peck just between Miko's neck and shoulder as his own hips took a winding motion of their own, synchronizing with hers. "That is a respectable outlook... but I think the elder is supposed to be the one saying things like that~" he said, nearly laughing at the thought. "But yes... this is fun, and I suppose it isn't doing any harm. Let's not make a habit of this kind of thing, though, alright?"

A playful introduction had Kaguya presently taking on a role in life, she'd only seen filled by someone for her. How interesting it was to come full circle and place herself into a similar role for someone else. Was she going to stay on her toes as well? Yes of course, both of them seemed to easily move on from the issue of the humans and instead Kaguya would be lowered even though her legs were a little jelly. "Oya? That interest you? I got a black pencil skirt and a few white blouses and a whole lot of lingerie to slip into... hmm, might have to bug Mi-chan get her to spill the beans on those stilettoes she seems to like now~" Kaguya said in a teasing manner. Of course, she fully intended to just put the image into his head. With her feet now firmly on the floor Kaguya readjusted her skirt and thong only to turn around and help Kazuhiko with his situation. HIs explosive attitude brought a smile to her face as she shook her head. "Ara? Swearing in French, huh? That's interesting to hear with that face on... don't worry, make the next set extra. I'll even send you a few I'm planning for later♥~" she encouraged as she often did another to make good on the next go round, instead of harping on the lost. "Alright get to it, we shouldn't take too long here..." that well dressed and stacked woman mentioned as she opened the door of that van and waited to be helped out of it. The man who was driving would have known the intentions here and pulled out his equipment from the back then came to help her out of the vehicle as she generally demanded.

While one event seemed to be winding down another seemed to be picking up. Sakura still hadn't been to school and didn't know about things like homework, but this man seemed to know quite a bit... and claimed he might be inclined to see it some more. "Sou ka, you'll be available then? That sounds like fun~" Sakura wouldn't be stopping herself from learning some more. What was more she was told more information about how Heroes worked. "Sou ka, I'll keep that in mind..." she mentioned. Ah, but he also wanted to talk about the moment. Her eyes were glued to his pants but the fact that he knew of and understood her hierarchy was one thing. "It is established currently, but there is always room for evolution and flexibility. If it stayed the same all the time, nothing would grow... and that isn't good for anyone," Sakura claimed given her own ideations. Soon after a reveal happened. Bathed in darkness a tool was revealed which defied even Sakura's magical understanding. It was mesmerizing and impressive. She found herself incapable of paying attention to anything else. Hiruko? Was here here? That name didn't even register as someone who currently required her attention. She couldn't say no, he was number one... "Understood." That was an odd way for her to respond, but single words were about all she could manage. while moving her breasts around for his viewing and looking at a cock which had her licking her lips while her brows furrowed in pure curiosity. Such a thing literally didn't make sense to her. Oh well, she supposed she'd be finding out eventually how it all worked, or if it could even fit. Perhaps there had been no exaggeration earlier about splitting her in half.

Meanwhile, Miko was doing her best to be a distraction to Reiji and apparently succeeding. She knew this by the fact that Reiji seemed to be considering her words and falling into her actions. She'd already found that he wasn't resisting but now he was adding. The movements of his hips, and him being latched onto her body were one thing. And then, she received a peck of lips to the flesh of her exposed neck to shoulder area. He thought the elder of them was supposed to be giving respectable advice, as Miko kept moving her hips around she couldn't help but chuckle, "Was that mature advice from me? I wonder if I sound wizened now, box it..." she murmured. Putting that thought away. She was definitely technically older than this man, but she currently had no reason to reveal it now. "I can respect that advice, I won't make a habit of purposefully interrupting your work day, Reiji-san♪~" Miko offered, even as she quite enjoyed the sensation of his breath near her neck and knew he had inhaled her which left her wondering how his senses worked now. 'I wonder if he's awake? This dick says he should be...' Miko thought. Now in another box, would be thoughts about Reiji's magical awakening. Perhaps pulling in a few more mature adults would be good for the group? Logical sense was often missing from the more free-spirited. No matter what his movements in addition to her own would be contributing to those nudges against her body. He was very good at matching her pace and she would continue to enjoy it quite a bit.

Much to his surprise, though perhaps it shouldn't have been, Kaguya had much of the equipment necessary to take on the 'sexy secretary' role. If that were truly the case, he absolutely, positively had to bear witness. "Wait, are you serious? That's the most awesome thing I've ever heard you say," he proclaimed without hesitation. Shortly afterwards however, Kazu was having quite a fit. He hated the idea of being without memorabilia after an important first experience, and a long series of raunchy photographs had become his preferred form of memento for sexual endeavors. Well, there was nothing to be done about it now. He'd have to settle for the next round... though Kaguya didn't make it seem like it would be much of a 'settle' at all. He'd be getting something in the interim apparently, but for now, all Kazu could do was reluctantly pull his pants back into place. "This is the worst mistake ever. I mean... I'll take the make-up, but it still sucks to miss the first one. Actually, I even kind of liked what was happening with those douchebags the whole time. You can't just replicate that kind of thing at random," he said.

In the meantime, that van outside was being watched by none other than Soma. He'd been waiting around outside of the shop for the cleanup person's arrival. When the pair emerged, he first saw a rather large and conventionally intimidating male. That man looked the part most people would surely expect for this job, but the girl in his company was too prim and proper-looking to be his assistant. Soma stepped between the pair and the shop's entrance, initially staring down the male. That man didn't have the brains for this sort of operation. Soma's gaze shifted toward the woman instead. Even as he stared her down, he shared words with the lummox. "There's an extra around the corner. Take care of that one first," he ordered.

Sakura had an interesting response to the orange-haired man's musings. She found the idea of him visiting whatever school they attended... fun, even with no point of reference for school or the man himself. Her instincts were serving her well, he thought. Either way, that sort of response would ensure he made himself available. "I was thinking about it. But if that's what you want, I'd be willing to stick around. Ask and you shall receive; that's the one rule for you♥~" he offered. Sakura's hierarchy of mates was indeed established by now, but she had no issues with altering the list. There were points in her favor and points against, but she'd know the latter in her own time. At least she understood the truth that needed to be taken from this exchange: he was number one. More importantly, she was doing everything necessary to show where her mind was, including a verbal agreement. "We're in business then. Don't waste energy licking your lips though ─ not unless you're licking something off them. Follow my point from earlier. If there's something you want to do... do it. Don't ask. Don't wait to be asked. Don't wait for permission. Maybe that's not going to work anywhere and everywhere, but just ask yourself... who's going to stop you?"

Sexy Secretary was apparently, something that Kaguya was indeed ready for. Well, that made sense, if she was going to pull a runner she had to be prepared to do the work which would leave her with enough income to go on about her life. Too bad that didn't matter, no... she was too busy enjoying the honesty and earnestness of Kazuhiko. "Ara? Well I might have just been floating an idea or two, but if you're that excited about it... I'm as serious about it as you are, Zuko-sama♥~" Kaguya uttered without hesitation. Playing dress up was rather amusing when the person on the receiving end was deserving of the show. What was more, it gave her a chance to show off, which was something she'd always taken when it presented itself. No matter, now that Kazuhiko was pulling up his pants and getting back in order, his outrage at his missed pictures was processing in Kaguya's mind. HIs words, hinted at darkness, but didn't follow it all the way through to the next part. Well, her job was to assist and upon hearing that he enjoyed sticking it to the douchebags she had a wonderful idea. "Oya? Don't say that... if you like sticking it to a cuck, imagine the fun of sticking it to a cuck who thinks he's the NTR antagonist~" Kaguya floated the idea by him. "I'm cool with the idea of seducing a guy just to make sure he understands how terrible he is. And there is still the guy who gave Saku-chan's nudes to base-level trash," Kaguya mentioned in a haphazard way. "I am still feel like sticking it to him, because he managed to be such a shitty person for her to meet so early in her girl journey, and even if she's already cucked him herself... this could be planned and out and super sweet♥~" Kaguya added. "And you could get all of your pictures and that special feeling. The idea is giving me tingles♥~" Kaguya mentioned, as she leaned up to peck Kazuhiko's cheek with her lips, that bit of her subspace completely subsiding, as she made her way back to the table. She'd sit back in her seat amused by the thought.

While they rejoined the table and discussed a master plan of a different sort, the petite but buxom green haired woman was lifted out of her seat and sat on the ground. Special care was taken that nothing touched her person. That bin that had been pulled out the back, had on its sides several cleaning materials and chemicals to reduce the smells of decomposition and get rid of DNA evidence among other things. Still... before they could even enter the shop a rather pretty looking male stood before them. After a few seconds of extended eye contact, the big man only grunted and went around the corner with his barrel. Pictures were taken, which immediately went to the phone in the pretty woman's hands. A person literally beat to death was against that spot. Interesting. She looked up from her phone at this man in front of her and smiled. "First time? she asked rhetorically. It wasn't a question, not really. "That's pretty violent for a face that pretty. Though, that face is probably why he needed to be escorted outside huh? Still pretty clean though, omedetougouzaimasu♥~" she stated seemingly amused. Oh well, this kind of problem wasn't a real one. If only one made it outside, this kind of violence was either because of a lack of weaponry or it was because of a slight offered by the body in question. One body into a perfectly sealed container. Several chemicals were mixed and then sprayed away, so tht all evidence of any extreme human fluids disappeared down the nearby drain. That one's device, and personal effects were collected in a separate bag and hung from the side of the bin. before that man in all white still looking rather clean began moving back towards the door.

Meanwhile, Sakura was learning her personal rules for dealing with this man. She assumed they were for her specifically. A specimen like this definitely didn't get this why by tying himself to a single individual. Apparently, if she wanted him to stay for a while, or show up whenever 'school' became a thing, she should ask him for it. "Well, if you're planning to become someone's everything... it's only fair if you at least appear to maintain the connection. I want you to... so please make another appearance for fun school stuff~" she added earnestly. Moving on from that point, it was stated that she should do what she wanted without restraint and the idea of a single question was posed. Who was going to stop her? Well not many could even pretend to have the power to make her stop doing what she wanted to do, this was a fact of her own existence. But she would at least make considerations for certain people if they asked such a thing of her. "Sou ka, I'd not considered it from that perspective. Arigatou Onii-chan..." she stated earnestly. And since she would be doing what she wanted, her mouth came forward and first a kiss was placed on the head of his cock. Then a tongue was lashed out against it... before she began the act of accepting him into her mouth without further question. All the while she peeked up at his face seeming to study him to an extreme. And since she was already over his lap, she moved the chest she'd been playing with into it as well... it would give her a more thorough understanding of the density his body seemed to have.

It seemed Kaguya's level of seriousness would match whatever Kazuhiko's was. Hearing that, his reaction was blurted out posthaste. "I am mana overload, heart attack levels of serious right now," he declared. Kazu's face at the moment was as serious as his claim. That expression remained, only gaining interest as Kaguya argued a point toward his earlier observation. She had an odd interest in the act of cucking the wretched, and Kazu couldn't even disagree the longer she spoke about the topic. The four he ensured the death of were undeserving of what they'd seen. Worse still, that man in the images was unworthy of looking in Sakura's direction. The only part of the plan Kazu didn't outright agree with was the self-sacrifice of Kaguya. "I also want to give that guy what he deserves. I don't like the idea of you putting yourself in his sights to get it done though. Got any other ideas?" he wondered. Whether Kaguya had any or not, they were soon exiting the subspace and returning to the table. Kazu ensured he was sitting beside Kaguya to keep the conversation between them going ─ at least until it was over.

All the while, Soma was staring down a green-haired woman who was far too well-off for cleanup duty. That ignorant behemoth in her company had to serve the singular purpose of doing all the heavy lifting, so to speak. A bit of conversation would occur between them as the large one followed Soma's directive, all starting with her acknowledgment of Soma's first kill. Calm as ever, he smiled in her face and answered, even if there was clear rhetoric to her question. "Collateral damage, unrelated to what they called you for," he said without acknowledging the reason that boy was dragged outside. "You've got a pretty face yourself. That's why you've got a meathead to do all the cleaning?" he wondered aloud. Soma's gaze shifted slightly as the alleged meathead returned, aiming himself at the shop door. "Stop moving," he demanded. He wouldn't be letting that man get any closer just yet; he had to check the one calling the shots here. "You're the more skilled one here. Why do you bother getting some idiot to do everything for you? I can tell it would be easier to do everything yourself."

Sakura did want her current companion to make visits to the school. In expressing that, she presented the logic that maintaining their connection would be imperative. That wouldn't be his reason at all. "I don't deal with bonds that weak. Once you're mine, you're mine forever. You'll feel me in your soul no matter how far apart we are... but you'll still want it. When I make the appearance, I'll do it because you want me to... or because I want to, but that one works a little differently," he explained briefly. Just as he'd advised Sakura, this man also followed the mentality of doing as he pleased, knowing the rules were his to make. Sakura was always such an enjoyable individual. When given such knowledge and freedoms, she didn't have unnecessary questions or concerns. She worked through her own process, followed logic she deemed reasonable, and took action... such as when she leaned forward to kiss his cock without much additional thought. The process of fellating him began properly after only a short buildup. When it did, Sakura would be taking on a new experience. Beneath the flesh being taken into her mouth was a mana density beyond the realm of magic, beyond mystery, beyond possibility even. What Sakura put between her lips and breasts could easily be seen as the equivalent of infinite possibilities and limitless energy. He wouldn't be holding as much back with her, considering her special constitution. As such, Sakura's mouth would be plugged with the physical incarnation of infinity that could be felt even when not understood. When she looked up to study the man's face, she'd only find him grinning down at her. "So, how's it taste?" he asked as if genuinely curious.

Kaguya and Kazuhiko were both, calming down but not separating truly. It would seem that Kazuhiko was quite serious about the sexy secretary look that Kaguya could present. "Hai hai, I'll make it happen for you then... I can't have a mana overload, heart attack on my hands~" Kaguya flirted shamelessly. Now that they were back at the table, she found herself leaning forward on an elbow seemingly amused as they spoke. All the while, Kei was sitting slightly outwards on the other side, staring daggers of intensity at Kaguya. All the while, she remained smiling like nothing was amiss. Still, there was something else, Kaguya's plan was reasonably solid as it was, but Kazuhiko expressed a distaste at the idea of her, using herself as bait. Kaguya blinked, twice. That was odd... she didn't expect that to be the hiccup of her planning phase. What was more, with her powers more actively fed right now, she could feel the sincerity of it. "Sou ka... that's what that feels like," she uttered one hand moving to her chest as if she could rub away that sensation. "You are so legitimately nice I am sure a whole host of women are crying themselves to sleep at night over you~" she commented teasingly. "I said I'd seduce him... he already has his sights on me, I could tell that by the look he gave when he saw me in the doorway when he picked up Saku-chan. That type of man would be really easy to bait, especially if it looked like he swing me away from you at the time..." Kaguya mentioned with a bit too much seriousness. "If not a true bait situation then carrot and stick? Get him to think a sweet little meeting has been set up and then...surprise him with the cucking..." Kaguya offered. "If you are worried about me, you don't necessarily have to be. I'm only recently growing into having reasonable standards. Technically speaking aside from his obviously shitty attitude a guy like that would be considered a bit better than average by most..." Kaguya mentioned almost casually. Everyone had a story and hers was a specific kind of tragic aside from a few points of brilliant light.

Meanwhile, outside Soma was busy testing the waters with an unknown woman. She seemed to be quite a bit of an oddity, but that man she was with was definitely just a meathead. One she'd picked up to be her 'assistant' for the day. "Collateral, hm? That is quite the beating for collateral~" she said as if unamused. "You think I'm pretty? That's so sweet, and heavy lifting and not talking... that's what he's for~" she had no issues answering questions but she could already knew there was a line of bodies which needed cleaning up. Still, as they turned to go, it would seem that this one wasn't content, another demand was made, and it stopped that oaf in his place. Hm, that was a bit annoying they had a fixed time limit here. "You're stopping me to talk shop? In the middle of a job? That's crazy~" she said those eyes of hers seeming to narrow. Luckily this one was quite thorough and strong so even with a small amount of time wasted the job could still be done quickly. "In a world like this, some people are handlers and some people get handled... simple enough right? I have him doing things for me, for the same reason any one does... because it's convenient. And you're right, I am more skilled but not all things are about skill are they? I've been, doing my own work, but making someone else do the menial work is more effective for the details," she explained as if she was talking to a new killer, and perhaps she was. Perhaps this was truly a matter of curiosity for him. "Besides all of that, I am wearing a very expensive dress that I was put in this morning, with several jobs I am supposed to complete while wearing it. As one who doesn't want to get on the bad side of my employer... an extra set of hands, preferrably ones that won't talk enough to make my fingers itch is necessity," she mentioned. At the same time, her unoccupied hand seemed to perform a strange set of motions like she was used to holding something thin and sharp and moving them around those fingers. "Now, if there are no more questions your friends left a mess, which needs to be cleaned up before it becomes an incident..." she mentioned knowing that the person who had texted her this job said it was done for a specific other individual. Those weren't ever to be messed with when it could be avoided.

According to the orange haired man, he didn't do weak bonds. Once they were bonded said bond would remain and he'd appear as he wished, or she wished with some variables. That was interesting, she had a parent who effectively worked in a similar way. "Noted." she said easily. There was not much more to say after that. She'd decided a course of action and she began to undertake it posthaste. Still... there was something odd about this man's cock. It was so much more than it appeared to be, it wasn't even just magic, it was something she'd never experienced. Something she didn't have a sense for, but that she knew existed by encountering it. Her mouth still open and prodding she was simply trying to figure out what it was about it that she couldn't sense. When asked what it tasted like she had to give it a bit of consideration... "I tastes like cinnamon, but like if it wasn't cinnamon. I don't have a clearer explanation. The whole thing is so strange, but I'm so into touching it and having it touch me..." she explained her own observations while her mouth continued to move. Little kisses and tongue flicks and gentle prodding with all aspects of her mouth. It was as if she was experimenting with it the entire time, figuring out its composition but also trying to make sure she never lost contact with it either. His grin was interesting. She figured most would have found such a thing unnerving but she liked looking at him. This was such an interesting experience, she'd not be doing anything but this for quite a while yet.

In spite of his missing photos, Kazuhiko had something to be very excited about. He could all but envision Kaguya in some sort of secretary getup. If he were walking around as Charlemagne, he could probably even get an office with a desk ─ some things that would really pull the bit together and really sell the moment. What he couldn't be excited about, however, was the idea of Kaguya also being in range of Sakura's recent predator. Her reaction to this knowledge didn't much register to Kazu, but she made things a bit clearer by speaking of his niceness. "Don't put that thought in my head," he insisted. The number of crying girls and women around Kazu in his life on Alaya was far greater than it should have been, he believed. Moving on, Kaguya was set in her plan. Kakihara Shota already had a desire for her based on an earlier moment, likely when Sakura left the house they were staying in. A few more words from the lass confirmed that suspicion as well. That person was becoming more of a thorn in Kazu's side by the moment; he could easily be eliminated like the others. If they were Saxons, he'd likely be a chieftain. "If you're absolutely, positively sure that's something you want to do... I can't stop you. I still don't think you should do it just because you've done worse, though. You deserve something awesome, not just above average!" he insisted.

Kazuhiko didn't seem completely opposed to Kaguya's suggestion, so long as she was certain of her own desires. With that winding down, Soma was coming to realize how short his exchange with the woman in white would be. Her response to being called pretty was a short, simple acknowledgment that didn't seem to contain much weight. Soma found that particularly interesting. "Don't waste time with formalities. That wasn't sweet, and you're not flattered enough to warrant that response," he stated blandly. As for the halting of progress, Soma shifted his gaze toward the hulking ignoramus once more. He wasn't doing anything in the middle of a job. "I'm not on the job. You are. It isn't like you need to step inside anyway," he said. This was an opportunity Soma didn't intend to let slip through his fingers. Whoever sent this woman had the ability to mobilize her instantly without receiving any unnecessary questioning. That was the sort of pull he needed, and she... was the sort of person he needed to have that pull over. It was such a waste of talent for her to leave the work to others; he could tell as much at a glance. An expensive dress wasn't enough of an excuse. Surely she had all the skill necessary to complete the task more efficiently than her lapdog, without sullying anything. Ah, but then there it was ─ a little tick that showed Soma the type of person this was. She had the skill, she had the experience, she even had the natural ability. What she didn't have... was the mental stability. So then, this employer of hers placed a limiter on her psychotic tendencies. What sort of person could that employer be? Soma was excited, nearly even aroused by the thought. "Sou ka..." Soma said calmly. He was figuring it all out, but the woman's patience was quickly thinning. It would probably be in his best interest to cut the interaction there, but... he had to push for just one more thing. "Do what you came to do, but I do have one more question. This employer of yours ─ how do I meet him?" he asked specifically.

Finally reaching a calmer state in their meeting, the ginger and Sakura were officially locked into the first moments of foreplay. He wondered what she thought of the taste, and what she came up with was... cinnamon, but not really. Interesting. She had the sense to know it was something beyond, and the sense to be so very bonded with the tool as well. "Not bad; you're pretty good actually. Soul needs work, but the brain is on the right track. Body's got a few upgrades to get too," he muttered. The male had already reached out to plant his left hand atop Sakura's head, bending his elbow to avoid cutting off his own line of sight to her face. Based on her actions of choice and her current location, he figured out where she was in terms of deviant progression. The exact order was something he didn't know presently, but that wasn't too important. "You're already a pet, huh? That's interesting timing. I'm not sure what to make of you right now ─ not yet anyway. Always gotta be careful with the order of things. Lot of potential though. . ."

Kazuhiko apparently took issue with the image of women crying themselves to sleep over him. Kaguya however saw it as the absolute minimum response to encountering such goodness in a singular individual. Some people were lucky. She included herself in that number of people introduced to goodness after knowing only average and mediocre. Another such lucky individual was huffing and making cross body eye contact with Kaguya. Kei didn't know how exactly they'd gotten so close, but she had an entire plan and now the plan was going to hell and she had to wait for the perfect execution. "Oya? So there's truth to it," Kaguya said shaking her head only slightly as she cut her eyes at Kei only to continue speaking while the other girl's face immediately got red. "It won't stop happening if you ignore it. You're so nice I doubt you even understand the truth of tears like that. You make a tactical retreat in both body and mind, right?" Kaguya questioned rhetorically. Of course, she understood boys and men weren't raised to be as emotional as women, they often didn't know how to handle tears when they spewed from an individual and someone like Kazuhiko would probably have to be told with force that someone was interested in him for it to be obvious. Moving on from that point there was the matter of her plan. Apparently he wouldn't stop her but he claimed that she should have something awesome not just something above average. She deserved it, according to him. Once again, she was rubbing her chest, the sincerity might be deadly to her or something... "Oya? You think so... how about I do it as a favor then? And you cover giving me something awesome afterwards... it's all fair then, right Zuko-sama♥~" she said with a wide grin on her face. Of course, this thought was accompanied by something else, 'Mi-chan has to be a saint. There is no way I wouldn't have raped this guy at some point in a three hundred year time span,' Kaguya thought to herself. 'No wonder she couldn't give him up....'

Meanwhile that green haired woman was being confronted with several oddities. Her head leaned to the side, as it was pointed out that she wasn't flattered and that she didn't need to bother with formalities. That gentle twitching in her hand continued as she stared directly at Soma. "But I do, this job has some special requirements..." she stated honestly about why going inside the building was technically needed for her. She was technically the second line look at the group which had caught the attention of a well known individual and as such the one who owned him. This was at least partially the reason that she'd even entertained more than passing commentary. Whatever the case she could see this lad thinking, processing playing over information in his head. He was so much better than many lower level assassins and way better than any intended targets. He'd do fine in this world, if that was what he wished for. Beyond that however, he was apparently fine with her carrying on with her work. "Not from around here... not the kind of person you arrange a meeting with. The kind of person who decides they want to meet you..." she added. Only to push open the door and gesture to teh lummox she'd brought along for exactly this purpose, they were heading inside for 'clean-up'. Upon stepping inside she witnessed a very strange thing. A line of bodies against the far wall, bleeding from the eyes nose mouth and ears. Beaten up but not too seriously. And a bunch of tweens none looking as old as herself, sitting at a table casually talking. "Ehe." she giggled, just that little one. A small crack appearing in her visage, just for a split second. And it was enough to draw a visible look from a small child positioned in the lap of a similar looking pink haired girl. A moment of eye contact ensued. 'What the hell is this? I haven't seen anyone look this calm with dead bodies in the room, since we finished our training!' she thought, which only made the little girl gasp. 'Crazy lady is so scary. Dangerous.' she thought immediately, while looking with big eyes.

At the same time, Sakura was having her senses appraised as she found herself felating someone whose name she didn't even know. Oh well, it seemed that she was fine, her soul a bit behind, her body could use upgrades but her mind was placed as good to go. "That makes sense... I blocked my soul from interfering with the other two. I was experimenting with being human," she explained of he situation regarding her soul. In the meantime, she was given a hand to the head as she began the work of swallowing down his cock. Her tongue played along his shaft only to retreat a bit more, her breasts moving against him as she found fun in learning more and more about this particular man. "Hm, I was made a pet last night. It was fun. is there more to it than that... I'm always interested in new things~" she claimed. Whatever order he had to be careful of, she knew not, but it would seem that there was some importance placed on how he acted. She couldn't figure out what determined the importance he spoke of, but was sure it'd be explained eventually. Until then, she'd continue to busy herself with his cock eventuallly finding itself in her throat, and for the first time ever, that snug fit was actually, snugger than she would have assumed. It felt a bit like she was choking even if she shouldn't be. Or rather like she was being smothered from within... how strange. It made her pull back, as if she'd taken on more than she thought initially.

"It's a long story," Kazu said about the truth of Kaguya's claim. He leaned back in his chair, eyes cutting upwards in contemplation as his arms crossed. He knew crying women was a thing that wouldn't stop happening with his existing methods in place. On the other hand, he knew he was never good at making it stop, or even understanding the reaction when a cause wasn't immediately obvious. "Pretty much, yeah. Better than making it worse like I do otherwise," he said, leaving it at that. Kazu usually accepted that the tears were somehow his fault in a moment, and the only functional method he reached in a moment was removing the problem and leaving someone more capable in place to take care of it. Moving on once again, Kaguya offered to seduce Kakihara Shota as a favor ─ something she thought Kazuhiko could repay her for. Based on general feedback, Kazu believed he could indeed make up the difference for that sort of encounter. "Hmm. I think I could do enough to erase any influence someone else has on a person without endangering the planet? If you think that's a fair deal, I'll take it. You'll have to hold me to the highest possible standard when the time comes though!" he insisted.

This killer's job had special requirements, allegedly. Soma found it interesting that she argued that point, but his comment about her demeanor only made her twitchier than before. How much prodding would it take if he wanted to make this one flip? Soma could only wonder, and further wonder if it would be worthwhile to witness. He wasn't the only one watching and learning, though; it seemed she was assessing him as well. This would really have to be short. That didn't matter though, as the most important question had now been asked. From her answer, Soma gained so many key pieces of information. She noted him not being from this area, implying an importance to her boss that would be considered common knowledge to most. They weren't easy to meet; he figured there were some deeper implications of that person's public identity when combining that with the previous note. They decided when they were to be met... How specific that answer was. Acknowledgement of a more patriarchal approach was commonplace. Either this woman thought ahead enough to throw him off, or she responded to a specified gender with genderless pronouns to subconsciously avoid directly correcting him, thus revealing more. When she walked past Soma to enter the shop, he remained outside with a growing grin. There was much to think about for the black-haired lad.

Tohsaka Sakura was someone who was performing some kind of experiment more often than not. Here, so early in her life, she was just learning and understanding humanity... by ceasing her soul's interactions with her mind and body. That alone was quite the feat to accomplish. "So you learned the difference between Mana Transfer and fucking? That's good; you're gonna need that. You're also gonna need something else," he claimed as Sakura's tongue lavished his shaft. He couldn't feel her throat just yet, but the reason for that would soon be made clear. She was made a pet on the previous night, proving Hiruko's readiness as a spiritual entity. He figured she'd already experienced the Heart state, and possibly the Spade as well. Clover was always the most elusive, but there was one more state achievable beyond all others. "There's always more to everything. For example..." He chose not to finish that clause just yet, as he figured Sakura's tactics were about to evolve. Then and there, entrance to her throat caused a reaction she likely hadn't experienced yet: choking and retreating. Well, there was certainly a moment of choking, but that was the reason a retreat wouldn't be allowed ─ the same reason his hand had been placed on her head. He limited her retreat while continuing that abandoned clause. "There's more to this too. I'll show you~" There was the slightest hint of playful menace to the man's tone as he pushed down on Sakura's head. If choking was an issue worth natural retreat for her, he figured the optimal approach was to... kindly have her deal with it anyway by seeing how she took him to the throat by force.

A long story, was what Kazuhiko called his history with crying women. He contemplated it, with his eyes up in the air and arms crossed over his chest. She also had confirmed his general demeanor about it. He assumed he made the tears happen and thus retreated to avoid causing more conflict. "Oya? I didn't expect you to be so oblivious... must be directly connected to being nice. Or what else was it called?~" she said almost playfully. "Right, it was not making assumptions~" Kaguya said using language she'd also heard as an excuse for ignoring the emotional depth directly in front of people. "Meanwhile, I'll call it emotional blindness. You know tears aren't just because people are unhappy. Lots of things cause tears, especially in women. You've got daughters now, no more resting on your laurels or running away♥~" she gave that little nugget of information for him to ponder and said nothing more about it. No... she was too busy forcing a minor deal to both cuck Kakihara and get herself some more of Kazuhiko in the process. "Hm? That does sound promising. I like the idea of erasing someone's influence you should definitely do it. And not just to me... it'll make you feel better," Kaguya mentioned without hesitation. "Of course, I'll hold you to the highest standard possible, it's a part of my new job after all, Zuko-sama♥~" Kaguya offered.

Ah, but that wasn't all. The crazy woman outside was finally making her way inside. Watching these teens seeming to do nothing but chat and play games. Four dead bodies in the room? Didn't matter. This was more unnerving than the boy outside and his questions. The burly man with her saw first a puddle in the floor a bit of blood and lots of vomit. That trash can he lugged around had several items on the side of it. Saw dust sprinkled, disinfectant sprayed. The vomit would dry and the area's smells were cancelled. Swept up would be all of that stuff and then more cleaning would take place. All the while Emirie was watching the cleaning with apparent interest. 'That looks interesting. Do simple chemical reactions have that sort of effect. I could do that... Cleaning.' she thought simply enough that even Anya caught. 'Onee-chama wants to clean with magic.' Anya thought, thinking such a thing would be way cooler to see than whatever was going on. Though she was paying attention. "Oh... what a calm looking group. Who has the coin?" she asked directly looking around the table. "That was me, thanks Nee-san. You got us out of a bind~" Kaguya mentioned with that coin between her fingers to show proof of her ability to make the call. It seemed about right. "Hoh? Hiding your face... name?" she asked while staring at the girl. "Briar~" Kaguya added a certain blankness appearing on her face. Her eyes appeared dead enough that the twitch that woman possessed in her hands appeared, excitement drew her in a bit closer. "Ooo~ I haven't seen that one on a girl before. I want a doll like that. No kills yet either but so much...~" she seemed to think it over though. Right, she needed to remain calm. Take a deep breath. "Shame, some guys have all the luck. Still, smart girl. Accepted." she offered while looking at the girl. At the same time a text message came through for the girl as her oaf picked up dead bodies and dropped them in the bin, separating them from there personal effects.

Sakura's choices and experiment were understood by this mna. This only further confirmed how much he knew about her. It was good that her choices would be useful to her, not that she was worried. They were already proving quite fruitful. "What else?" she wondered earnestly. She was already pet, already used to doing things for the sake of the physical pleasure alone, but this experience was something well beyond the norm. She found her first major hurdle. A magically inclined phallus wasn't something that would naturally slip down her throat. Well, that wasn't it, it was somehow so much more massive than she was ready for. Most wouldn't make it far enough to tease her gag reflex but this one, seemed to be forcing the space. That hand on her head would be used to further force her down, though with playful menace in the eyes. Perhaps this was some sort of human test? She'd give it consideration. She wouldn't stop the action, she'd go with it... At the very least, she assumed the choking sensation was enjoyable for the one receiving it. And actually, a bit painful for her... that was interesting. If this was a direct after effect of her choice to disable her soul, she'd learn to deal with it. A bit of force wasn't much of a problem... she could kind of breath through her nose she supposed. All the while that gagging sensation would have her throat contorting around something magical while not being actively able to accommodate with just magic. Her eyes were somewhat pleading while looking up, little tears started at the corner of her eyes and spillage from her mouth would make it out further wetting his cock. What a strange experience, but there was full trust here, more so than she should have actively had considering they'd only just met.