Charles Patricius

Layers were working to their intended purpose if they were keeping Yugi out, but Miko claimed keeping him out wasn't her intention. She may not have been a liar, but there were some powerful inconsistencies in her behavior. Erratic points aside, he'd be using that clause as well... soon. He did have something Miko could 'box' in a very different way to how she boxed everything else. No, his idea was much better, and far more literal than the mental and emotional avoidance or hesitation she normally committed to. Since Miko wanted to know what the idea was, he slipped his free hand under that elevated dress. Doing so would lift it even higher still, until he was rubbing up her abdomen and exposing the upper limit of those tights to the open air. "Great, perverted ─ same shit. Anyway, you already know what it is. Interested in putting a dick in a box, Iino? You've got the box right here~" he said with another, very exaggerated rub up and down her folds.

Of course Kazu didn't know what Nozomi wanted. Well, he had a general idea... but nothing specific at all. Obviously the intention was for him to have sexual relations with this woman. While he'd do that for any reason in the world, doing it with a specific purpose had some requirements. "Well, no, I don't. I figured it was a sex thing, and after I saw the picture... I was all in," he admitted casually. Nozomi went on to give her introduction, age and career included. She seemed quite well-rounded, but the situation around her existing relationship was a long tirade full of irksome facts. Kazu kept his head forward, eyes occasionally glancing down at the woman... and judging her life in no aggressive way. That husband of hers reminded him of the man he'd recently dealt with during that date with Kei. As someone in an open relationship himself, Kazu had every reason to judge the sabotage, carelessness and general negligence he was hearing from Nozomi. Leaving her to clean up after his escapades was especially bothersome, though perhaps less so than his lack of involvement with her. "Uh... wow. That's a lot. Kimura Kazuhiko. Seventeen, card game enthusiast, Holy Em─... ahem. I can't imagine an open relationship ever working like that. I mean, I don't have a lot of room to judge, but if he can't give both of you any attention, he shouldn't bother trying. Even if the other girl is super hot, I can't imagine why he'd pass on you. I'll pick up the slack!" he said, shifting in the direction of excitement. "Kazuhiko, opportunist extraordinaire! If this is how you want to get your freedom, I'll help! But... you're absolutely certain, right? I don't wanna brag about myself this way, but... it's probably, definitely over if we go through with this."

Miko fully acknowledged having quite a few inconsistencies. It was one of her major points of conversation with her therapist, not that she'd be speaking on this point. No... she was far too busy experiencing something to have the proper method of discussing things like rationality. Instead there was the physical aspect of that boy's hand moving around her body, her dress pushed further up, the edge of her tights exposed to the open air and even more time to think. As the masked boy went on to make his point, he claimed that great and perverted were the same thing. He also asked if she wanted to put a dick in her box. What an interesting way to say that... a little giggle would escape her first and foremost, "Ha♪~" she sighed, laughed and moaned all as a single sound as she took a great deal of comfort from that single moment. "If you make me laugh and feel good at the same time, how am I supposed to respond?" she asked almost huffily. Still the idea lingered and that exaggerated trip up her core had her throbbing. "To the actual question... it sounds like a good idea except," she gave a minor pause. This boy was offering sex and it seemed like a pretty reasonable idea. She may have wanted more time to think about it, but she definitely knew one thing was necessary, "Miko desu..." she claimed. There was no way she could start an initimate relationship with someone who referred to her so impersonally.

While the memories reached a fever pitch in teen degeneracy... a pair left a bar headed for one of their homes while discussing a life strangely left open. Kazuhiko only figured she wanted a sex thing, but had none of the extra details, "She sent you a picture? I still had my shirt on right?" she asked immediately as if worried she'd been seen doing something crazy. Moreover, Nozomi hadn't intended to share so much but by the time her mouth fell open the whole of the situation had poured out along with all of her existing frustrations. And though he kept looking at her she'd not received anything negative from him, Kimura Kazuhiko really was the 'problem student' mentioned in the group chat, head in the clouds playing card games... but so very mature. interesting that he was two so contradictory things, but at least he had the sense to see why that relationship she was in couldn't work. She couldn't help but look at him with wide eyes, he couldn't imagine passing on her, even if the other girl was super hot. Did that mean she was super hot? Nozomi's face blushed as she suddenly felt better about herself. Well, if this lad had banged it out with Saori, she could only imagine the types of women young and old he could get himself invested in. With an attitude like his, she could easily see many agreeing to share him, regardless of his own thoughts on the matter. "I've never felt so randomly boosted by a passing comment before," she mused. It was better than being hit on. As for her relationship was she done? "Yeah, it's not a problem. I'm definitely done... I was done months ago after cleaning that room on a night where I should have had a date of my own. And definitely when I found that girl using my shampoo in my shower," she explained. "And brag a little, I am sure any man walking around with something like that in their pants is entitled to a little confidence~" Nozomi encouraged. "And well, you're just casually carrying around a grown woman like she weighs nothing too. I mean I know I'm not the biggest person but you haven't even broken stride or anything... I don't expect that out of normal people," she mused. The only person she'd seen that did that kind of stuff normally was Saori.

The masked boy's idea had been shared at the perfect time. Miko seemed almost fully complacent as one hand moved about between her legs, the other traveling up her lower torso for the most direct contact yet. When his offer of a dick in a 'box' was made, she found it funny. Not much time was taken for consideration afterwards, it seemed. No, she rather liked the idea... with one caveat. A correction to the way he addressed her was in order; she demanded use of her given name. The masked boy paused. His name was not one that could be given, so he sought no familiarity with anyone. He knew what her name was, and he knew exactly how 'familiar' he was trying to become... and how familiar he never could become. After a moment of silent contemplation, there was an abrupt movement of the hand on Miko's belly. It shifted down and snatched at the pair of 'prize' panties he already knew the location of. "Oh, there it is!" he announced, stopping the movements of his other hand immediately. His plans hadn't changed at all... but perhaps it was time for a mood shift. "Closets are cramped. Guess it's my turn to hide, huh?" he asked while aiming to slip out from beneath the lass. If successful, he'd have every intention of leaving the closet soon after... though the initial separation would come with another swipe up Miko's folds for good measure.

Upon hearing that he'd been sent a picture of her and her friends, Nozomi merely wondered if she'd been wearing a shirt at the time. That sort of question reminded him of an old friend... or several, in fact. Looking down at her now, Kazu couldn't keep himself from chuckling. "Yeah, it was on. It was actually on the right way in the picture too~" he teased casually. Kazu knew how drunken nights could be, and had many such nights in his future if all went well. His assertions regarding Nozomi's relationship earned a reaction that was becoming all too familiar as well. "I've been on a roll with that lately. Glad to help♥~ he stated. On a more serious note, Kazu wondered the actual state of Nozomi's relationship. If she wasn't truly done with it, she definitely would be after tonight. Kazuhiko didn't think himself such an incredible thing, but he knew how he compared to humans ─ especially ones with that kind of personality. Nozomi assured him, further encouraging a bit of bragging on his part. Regarding the ease by which he carried her down the street... that was something different. "Can't do it. It just feels wrong. But, about the carry..." Just then, Kazu hesitated long enough to prove the coming point. He'd be tossing Nozomi into the air, easily able to let her clear a few meters before falling right back into his arms. He barely even had to move his wrists to accomplish such a feat. "In other aspects, though... yeah, I'm pretty freaking cool♥~"

Miko wasn't complacent she was simply willing to go along with the natural progression of her body to sate her curiosity. Perhaps if this hadn't been happening all at once, she might have had time to thin of the millions of reasons she shouldn't be engaging with anyone in such a way, but for now all the right conditions were met for her to progress. And progress was made, right up until the demand that he use her given name... then rather suddenly the hand in her loins stopped moving and the one which had been on her belly immediately captured the 'prize' of the day. It was such a sudden shock Miko blinked thrice by the time it was all over. Closets were cramped, and it was time for him to hide now. "Eep♪~" that little chirp escaped her in surprise before she paused. "Hm... that doesn't work on me. I am too big a distraction to myself for that..." she said softly as she did most things. As she was heading out of the closet though even after that hand swiped through her loins again leaving her throbbing and confused about the sex she was sure about something else. "I understand secrets like names... it's why I gave you one. You can keep yours... just meet me half way, Omen-kun♪~" Miko chirped with a flushed face as she ran off to let him hide. "I'll count while I'm downstairs... " she mentioned as she scurried off on tiptoes. There was a confusing ache in her loins and still fluttering in her lower belly. Odd though it was... she walked into the kitchen when she made it there and hopped up onto her step-stool while her mother worked on lunch. "It's not ready yet, cutie~ Are you still having fun?" she asked of the girl who picked up her snack boxes closed again, filled to the brim with a variety of snacks packages for individual consumption. "Hai... I think," she said softly. Of course, her mother looked at her with a light face, but she could see it. She knew that face, it was hers... 'Ara? They grow up so fast... though this took a lot longer than I thought it would,' Risa thought bemused. "You kids can keep having fun upstairs, I'm sure all the grown-ups will be busy for a while yet~" the woman said teasingly. It seemed so pointed to Miko but she couldn't quite place it. "Hai... arigatou, Mama~" she said with those two boxes in hand. One would be going to her music room, for safe keeping and while she was down there she kept an ear out for any jingles that would occur.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was having a regular discussion while he and Nozomi were making their way to Nozomi's home. Drunken nights with her girl friends often got out of hand, the amount of times that they'd ended up seeing her half naked was likely way higher than it should have been. She'd gone above and beyond that... but a tease from Kazuhiko had her looking at her inside out t-shirt and groaning slightly. "Goddamn, Ori-chan... you're so mean to me~" she complained about Saori. "Keep it up, girls need that kind of thing..." she mused, knowing that she could do nothing but accept the favor of his happy words. Beyond this there was the matter of his bragging he couldn't do about his dick because that didn't suit him, but he could about other things. He thought himself cool, and after his next move of tossing the woman casually into the air and catching her just as easily she giggled. "Hehehahah!~ Damn right you're cool!~" Nozomi agreed. The longer she was in his presence the happier she felt about ending her relationship with a bang, and boy was this kid a bang.

The masked lad was fully prepared to exit the closet and go about his way. A brief diversion, however, would not be working its magic in this case. The ever-neurotic Iino Miko was enough of a distraction to herself that she didn't suffer the impact of his lesser efforts. Noted, Yugi thought. "Of course not. Not just gonna let it go either, huh?" he griped. Oh well; another few seconds in the closet wouldn't be too bad. At the very least, Miko commiserated with the desire to keep secrets. He figured as much from her, and supposed her request to be met halfway was the perfect time to make a note from earlier. "I guess Musey or something like that would be too on the nose, isn't it? Alright... Songbird it is," he decided. With that, Yugi had no more words to offer. His point was made, so he'd get a move on. The hiding process wouldn't begin until Miko was downstairs. Of course, he already knew where he'd be going; there was only one viable room. The bathroom was still stupid, but Miko's room... surely wouldn't be invaded by her parents at any point. Knowing it would be the best place for the climactic moment of this little game, he opened the door, made his way inside, and... ever so casually stretched himself across Miko's bed. Those panties were stuffed into his breeches once more. This time however, he intentionally shoved them under his boxers and wound them around his erection.

In reality, Nozomi was only just learning about her inside-out shirt problem. Kazu didn't seem bothered by it at all; it seemed like a natural consequence to a drunken outing. One could especially assume as much after what he'd seen happening in that bar. "You and anybody else she can get away with it against," he agreed about Saori's mean streak. As for his bragging, Kazu gladly showed one of the aspects he'd freely boast about. Physical feats were his bread and butter for the past thousand years or so. Now, it was just a cheap trick... but an effective one that had the black-haired woman giggling on her way back to his arms. He'd probably even perform a couple more tosses as they traversed the night streets, as Kazu didn't intend to let the drunken woman walk around until they reached her home.

Miko was quite the neurotic individual, so much so that she wasn't easily distracted by the antics of others, especially when they weren't physical. Still, there was some griping from the masked boy, who seemed to understand the point she made wasn't going to be one she let go. "I'm not known for letting things go... boxes," she mentioned as if it needed any explanation that she was the physical representation of a hoarder with an organized system. But what would the masked boy prove of himself... that he was... several steps ahead of the general population and that he knew a secret way bigger than most others. A little reference just a tiny hint and he figured out what Miko's greatest secret was... already knowing that made it so that he was far more connected to her than he should be. Her eyes widened and her face went red. There was no logical reason for him to know that aside from his brain being way too active. "Songbird is nice..." she stated earnestly. With a revelation like that weighing on her mind it was no wonder she wasn't sure what to say to her mother. Still, somehow having someone not involved knowing that information was a bit of a relief. He was one less person she had to hide from in the way she normally. So... she'd continue, she left her mother she dropped one snack box into her music room her own little space much like her parents offices. Beyond that though... she headed back to her room. She was counting quietly step by step. And as she reached her own bed room door with a veritable bounty of snacks she'd be surprised to find the lad sprawled across her bed. So surprised in fact that she almost dropped the box in her hands. Only capturing it in a mad scramble before closing her door behind her. "Why?" she asked in a hushed whisper.

At the same time the mean streak of Saori was something which Kazuhiko was apparently familiar with, which only made Nozomi laugh more. "Aww, that's true, but we let her have it... she's our baby we spoil her~" Nozomi said while chuckling. "Of course it helps that she's usually the one dragging all our drunk selves back home and beating up guys for us~" Nozomi commented almost absently. It was fun to hang out with her friends again today. What was also fun was occasionally being tossed into the air had her giggling repeatedly while they conversed and made their way towards her home. "Hehehe~ We should do one of those adult nights at the theme park. Get drunk and ride coasters~" she claimed. Well, she was about to come into more free time than she knew what to do with, she might as well make the most of it with some good friendship outings. As they carried only she'd eventually be able to point to her own house... "We're almost there...I want to get a shower first, but then I'll really be up for whatever afterwards. I feel like I have to hop on this opportunity before the others go full scavenger...." she said, being far too honest for normal conversation.

Yugi's final attempt at hiding wasn't much of an attempt at all. The game was something he had high confidence in his ability to win at will. More importantly, he'd long since started a different sort of game ─ one he had more interest in winning. He didn't have too much time left to commit. The climax of a long journey would occur within Iino Miko's room one way or another. There he lay, atop sheets and pitching his own tent with full confidence when Miko finally returned. 'Why,' Miko asked after a scramble to avoid dropping her snack box. Yugi placed both hands between his head and the pillow, seeming utterly relaxed despite the obvious stiffness. "Because it's the best spot in the house. This is where you hide your madness from the whole outside world, including your own family. The only people who ever go here are you, and maybe at some point, a very limited number of people who know the real you. I've been working on a place that'll serve the same purpose. . ." he answered.

On Kazu's side of reality, he and Nozomi came to an agreement about Saori's demeanor, but also a silent agreement about leaving her be. Frankly, he found that part of her to be endearing. She had follow-through, if nothing else. Continuing along, the idea of an adult hangout at an amusement park was appealing to more than just Nozomi. Alaya didn't have such fun things to explore, but Kazu imagined a drunken experience in such places would be incredible. "That'd be awesome! I'd go to one of those," he thought, simultaneously wondering if such things would ever exist in the magical world. If they did, he'd be one of the first people in line. Soon enough though, his attention was taken by Nozomi pointing out her house. She mentioned a desire to shower, which would probably leave him... in the company of her husband for some minutes. That would be fine, so long as Kazu wasn't goaded into more... 'Charlemagne' behavior, as he'd put it in this case. Either way, he couldn't argue. He stepped toward the front door before calmly straightening the woman in his arms, letting her take to her own feet. "Alright, I'll wait around in the uhh...?"

Miko found Yugi, with no real attempt made to do so. In fact, she was still counting on only wishing to return her snack box to her bedroom. So her almost dropping it when she found the lad casually stretched out atop her bed was par for the course. He'd not actually hidden the whole point of the game was they were playing for her panties, but it was also as she saw it a pretense to cross boundaries she wouldn't have normally allowed. One could call it an ice breaker, but still, why was he here in her room. She closed her bedroom door and approached the bed that snack box still in hand. "Everyone needs safe spaces... since you've invaded mine... I'll have to repay that favor eventually," she murmured. He wasn't at all wrong, her rooms were places in the house no one else ever went. Her friends close as they were could enter them but she had rules and most would be the types to respect them. Though admittedly her two sets of friends didn't intersect for obvious reasons. Miko could technically count this masked boy as a different friend as well, a third grouping of which no intersecting would initially be allowed. Still, he wasn't wrong many people weren't allowed in this place and even her parents respected the boundary she put up. She walked over to her bed, first following her OCD and placing that box under it. "You didn't look around did you?" she asked directly. Her room, while a haven was organized in a very specific way, that space she'd slipped her snack box into, was something of a nook. Beneath her bed little tap lights shaped like candle flames and a collection of light and graphic novels of her favorite artists. And while he was pitching a tent on top of her bed, beneath was something of a veritable wonder land.

On Kazuhiko's side of reality, there was quite an interesting conversation happening. Drunken exploration of a theme park at night was an idea which was held close by Nozomi but Kazuhiko claimed he'd like such a thing. "Hai hai, they're great fun... you should definitely try one out when you can..." she claimed earnestly. She acknowledged he was 17 but... perhaps a bit of sneaking could get him into such a place. Or maybe his birthday was soon and he could have a decent bit of fun. Soon enough she was apporaching her own home, and by the time they reached the front door, her desire for a show was noted. It would seem that she could have that, and he claimed he'd wait around as she was placed on the ground. "Hm? You don't have to worry about it. You can wait around or wonder around... it's not like he can say anything..." she said willing to laugh it off. "But let me check the room, lest I have to make an executive decision~" she claimed with a waving brow. If the room was wrecked again, she'd just invite the lad into the shower with her, she didn't much care about anything else. "Tadaima, brought a date~" she claimed as she entered her house, assuming of course someone would have something to say. Keys up on a hook shoes off t the entrance and she was gently brushing against a wall... motioning for Kazuhiko to come along seeming to be amused while making her way in.

Yugi may have invaded the girl's 'safe space' as she called it, but it didn't seem to be much of an issue. In fact, Miko's response was to present the idea of responding in kind when possible. His would be a safe space of a different variety, but... that was alright. "As you like. It'll be a little different, but more private than this. I got a storage crate," he said about his own setup in progress. His was one that assured the possibility of deviant behavior without fear of interruption. Perhaps she'd be the first to visit, if they actually ever saw each other again. For now, Miko was storing that snack box under her bed... and asking whether he'd looked around her room or not. What an odd question, yet a fitting one from the manic lass. "If I did, you wouldn't be able to undo it. If I didn't, you asking that question would make me think there's something worth looking for. Best option: not asking at all. There are a dozen other things you could be worried about instead," he preached.

Nozomi advised that Kazu try a drunken theme park trip when he was capable. Technically speaking, he could make such a trip right now... or could have done so a thousand years ago if the other world had such facilities. "I'll try to pencil it in. Priorities~" he replied. Frankly, Kazu found himself too busy with sexual escapades lately to make time for much else. Such was how he'd chosen to enjoy this two years. Regardless, they reached Nozomi's home and she gave clearance for him to wait or wander about... though Kazu had been hoping for a bit of direction. Well, he supposed anywhere was free reign then. He shrugged, pushing any extra thoughts aside for later. "Hai hai. I'll meander," he agreed. Moments later, Nozomi was stepping inside to announce her return... and the presence of a date. Inside a sitting room to the left of the main hall, there was a man with short brown hair brushed messily toward the right side. Hearing the announcement, he blacked the screen of his phone and looked away from the news channel he'd been watching from the couch. "This late? I thought you were just out with the girls tonight," he said with the slightest hint of hopefulness that Kazuhiko picked up on. One would note that the room dedicated to this couple's escapades with others was, in fact, clean... but it had been this man's intention to bring someone else over, expecting Nozomi to land at one of her friends' homes instead of returning so late.

Miko had provided the idea of retaliation to the invasion of her safe space, and it'd been accepted by the masked boy. He claimed he had something different in mind for his, something more private. A storage crate obviously being converted into some sort of living space. "Sou ka, that actually sounds interesting in general..." Miko murmured. it was a reasonable enough idea that she wouldn't hate on it, and actually found herself looking forward to it potentially. Meanwhile, the girl's mania took over just a moment, as she questioned whether or not he'd looked around her room. What she got in reply was... a well-worded advice bit about keeping silent in moments like that, so she wouldn't rouse suspicion. "Good point, but I was mostly asking so I could do all my freaking out at once. And so I wouldn't be surprised again if something else popped up... I might have taken all the surprise I can for one day," she said sheepishly. The truth of the matter was, after having the lad out her secret identity even just to her, she felt strangely like too much of her was on display. "What else is there to even worry about? I'm running the normal gambit already; Getting my panties back. Figuring out if there is even somewhere else to hide, figuring out if I want to... working up necessary bravery," Miko uttered softly while standing in front of her own bed. She looked at the lad and knew her panties were definitely in his pants. She should claim them but... where would she hide now? Only the top floor was able to be properly explored and she didn't want to be somewhere she could get caught. The only room unused was the bathroom and that had the highest potential for being 'needed'. So.... she was left with very few options over all. Beyond that, she wasn't sure she wanted any other ones... she'd been brought to the brink by this lad and had an almost aching curiosity for the next bit. But she also didn't want this game to end in a loss. It was a confusing time to be a girl.

Meanwhile, Nozomi heard from Kazuhiko that he'd pencil in a drunken amusement part adventure, but his priorities. "Hai hai, you're young have fun~" she claimed winking. Such was how she wanted to remember things, as a person who currently regretted not having enough fun while she was young and able to. Speaking of not having fun... the lass walked into her house after giving Kazuhiko permission to wander, and he in turn was there when she spoke to her 'husband'. Nozomi crossed the threshold and saw him turning off his phone screen, such was a very normal part of his day at this point she could only internally scoff. For an 'open relationship' he sure had a lot to hide. Whatever the case, she'd be answering his question in her usual way. "Yeah it was just me and the girls, but you now how it is. We start drinking and having fun and girl's night because a mixed bag. Especially with everyone able to pick up someone~" she claimed which was the truth. It wasn't like any of them ever had to go home alone when they all went out together. "Anyway, having a shower and taking the room~" she claimed, she turned to Kazuhiko as she peeked into the room and found it surprisingly clean. "When you get bored looking around down the hall and in the middle. Grab a snack or something if you want it~" she told Kazuhiko, she wasn't a bad host or anything but she was definitely going to brush her teeth and have a quick shower.

If his planned worked as intended, Yugi's acquired storage box would become the ultimate man cave and supreme hideaway. He didn't want to be around any of his family members, even with the Prime Minister himself living elsewhere. Yugi realized he may have given something away about himself accidentally. If Miko ever happened upon a mansion with a storage container outside of it, she'd officially know the location of the Prime Minister's secret family... and moreover, she'd know who he was beyond the mask. Well, perhaps that didn't matter. Regarding his advice to avoid questions like what she'd recently asked, Miko asserted that she wanted to have the full freak-out early. With the amount of surprise she'd actually been forced to deal with thus far, that was no real surprise. His nonchalance wasn't going anywhere, even as Miko listed her concerns for the day. The way he saw things, none of those issues were worth the amount of consideration she was giving them. As such, he only became further relaxed ─ even to the point of closing his eyes. "So nothing. Well, I guess it's something to you. Weird to me, but whatever. I'll just chill here in the perfect hiding place until you decide what you're doing~"

Kazu took his time in the entryway, wanting to take a bit more care than normal in removing his shoes. As he took care of that, he was able to hear the exchange between Nozomi and her husband... who expected his night to go very differently. "I understand. I just thought you'd be getting drunk and sticking around to catch up with Kitagawa-san. I actually just invited someone over, but that should take some time," he said. This man figured whatever man Nozomi brought along with her wouldn't be sticking around for the night. If that were the case, he probably had nothing to worry about; his visit could still happen. Either way, with Nozomi en route to the washroom, the man witnessed some random teen model in cosplay walking out into the hall. "Oh... konbanwa," he greeted. "Takase Yasayuki. You're a bit young, aren't you?" he asked immediately afterwards. Kazu pressed two fingers against his forehead and flicked outward to salute the older male. "Kimura Kazuhiko. Way older than I look," he replied. The man who introduced himself as Yasayuki raised a brow. At this point, he figured his wife was having a terrible time finding partners who could deal with her. Oh well... she did agree to the open relationship, and thus any failure was hers to bear. She could have always just brought along one of her friends, just as he'd been hoping for months now.

Though Miko was technically given way more information than she needed, the masked boy wouldn't be the first person she could potentially find and force a hangout upon. Even so, she wasn't quite forceful enough to hunt someone down without an invitation, so long as her mania was in check. She wouldn't go where she was unwanted and she also wouldn't bother someone if she didn't have to, such was her nature. Regardless of that point, there was the matter of her current freak-outs. Of which the masked boy found her weird, but still somehow was willing to wait even more relaxed atop her bed. "It's not the perfect hiding place though... this would be my perfect hiding place, but only if it could be assumed no one would be crossing the boundary. But here you are... comfy on someone else's bed," she claimed as she rubbed a hand over her face what was she to do, reclaim her underwear and try again? Or just reclaim them? Could she call off the game simply by reclaiming them? That seemed like it wouldn't work, not really. "So what kind of trap is this? I get back my underwear but there is no where else to hide, I found you last so I should win, but I assume you've thought about it further than that..." she mentioned her hand hovering over him on the bed. Before she tagged and progressed the game, she figured she should know exactly what she was getting herself into, beyond that he'd also called her thief before but had done nothing about that either. She figured it'd come up again eventually but it hadn't which mean he could be saving it for just now or something soon-ish. Her face reddened as she gave thought to any number of things he could choose to demand or try in order to make things 'fair' between them. Or rather fair in whatever way favored him most.

As for Kazuhiko, he was witnessing a casual but somehow layered conversation between Nozomi and her husband. He claimed that he thought she'd be out for most of the night and maybe catching up with Kitagawa Reina for the duration of their girl's night. "Still taking the room, but Rei was out first. Talked some trash to the bartender and ended up out cold♥~" Nozomi said, scoffing internally. 'Besides that not a single one of my friends would fuck you... which is the thing you don't understand...' she thought absently as she moved towards the shower. She'd be brushing her teeth with the bathroom door open after taking the time to wash her face. She'd been eating quite a few things, the lad outside deserved a clean palate to place himself on. As she brushed her teeth she listened out wondering what kind of non-sense this man would be trying on the lad she'd brought home. She had a decent bit of faith in anyone that Saori found to be worthwhile that someone like Yuki wouldn't be able to scare him off very easily at all. Besides all that their walk here gave her a good feeling, she was definitely aiming to make a good time for herself and serve a severance that Yasayuki would never forget.

Miko argued that his hiding place wasn't perfect at all. Alas, the masked boy had to firmly disagree. It would have been a terrible hiding place for her in his opinion, if only because it was such an obvious 'safe' choice. On the other hand... "Perfection is situational. It'd be the obvious win condition for you, so one worth checking. For me, in this case... I still haven't been tagged, have I?" he asked. There Miko was, freaking out again when she could have taken the easy tag. Besides that, the game was essentially over. This was the turning point one way or another, but Miko... wondered what kind of trap it was. How interesting. "If there's nowhere for you to hide, that's your problem. This would make the count of catches even, so I don't know whose ass you'd pull a win claim out of. We've both had access to the same number of places; you're the one who won't take it downstairs to avoid our parents. That's no big deal, though. I don't want to run into them either," he said. "This isn't a trap. This is a statement. I've been playing two games since the beginning," he added. Still untagged, the masked boy relaxed further, even stretching his back. "And it's very bold of you to even think about win conditions when you're currently down one, no tag and no flag~"

Kazuhiko found himself having to deal with a conversation between Yasayuki and himself, but Nozomi wasn't out of sight just yet. No... As he'd not taken the liberty of entering that sitting room, Kazu had a line of sight straight down the hall, where he could see the woman in the bathroom brushing her teeth. Though it was nothing inherently sexual, he decided he'd rather watch her than keep eyes on the man. "I remember being about your age. Thinking the world is smaller than it is, wanting to grow up so much quicker than you should. Don't rush it too much, yeah kid?" Yasayuki joked from the couch. "Hm? Uhh, yeah... You might have taken me the wrong way. I'm not in a rush to do anything at this point," was Kazu's reply. "Ha ha ha! Whatever you say, kid! Hey, since you're older than you look ─ how about a beer? I've got Kirin Ichiban. Cruelty-free, vegan friendly!" the man offered.

Miko and the masked boy were still conversing. She'd put away her snack box and was now, standing just outside her own mania. Situational perfection is what he called his current space. A win condition for her, but he'd not been tagged yet. There was a reason for that... it seemed a bit sketchy to just jump right in. "No you haven't but this seems... sus. And after having you end up in a hiding place I was going to before. I'm... skittish," yes, that would be the way she phrased it. Wary was a Miko around a boy whose whole demeanor she didn't understand. More to the point, her lack of hiding spaces was indeed her own problem... well there was at least one other place she could call a valid hiding place, but it was just as obvious as her own bedroom was. Well, it didn't matter, he agreed with the idea of avoiding parents as much as possible and even admitted to playing two separate games, but not knowing how she'd claim a win condition if she was currently down one by association. "Sou ka... being challenged hits my ears weird..." she softly mused. Miko wasn't a competitive person but she still didn't like being challenged or teased. Well maybe that wasn't true either, she wasn't the type who'd turn away just because someone was teasing her so long as the nature of it wasn't malicious. Here and now she found herself properly reaching. "Once more into the fray..." she softly whispered. She wouldn't be losing anything. Regardless, the last of those pieces were shuffling together in that box of hers. If she couldn't pull a win and she didn't want to lose a tie was the best option. And tying in this case would likely result in a win for whatever secret game the masked boy was playing which is likely the reason it was allowed. Which meant... all Miko had to do was think up a win for herself. Down went his zipper so carefully and instead of reaching over and nimbly walking about... she skipped the middle ground going straight to skin from his pelvis slipping under the layer of cloth and having nimble fingers make contact with a mix of skin and fabric. "Tag♪~" she chirped as her brain fluctuated once again. 'Sou ka...' she thought absently while her hand moved up and down his length gently untangling underwear from around his shaft but at the same time seeming just as content to rub the fabric against his skin. He was far too relaxed in her space. Only to say one of the strangest things she'd say in front of someone. "Box is open."

Whatever the case, during Kazuhiko's moments in the house owned by Nozomi, it would seem that her husband was once again aiming to sabotage. Why he planned to be such an annoyance to others she didn't know, but while she brushed her teeth she felt eyes on her. What would she do when she looked up in the mirror and saw Kazuhiko looking down the hall way. Well, she was already in full party girl mode, so she lifted her skirt just a bit and flashed him her panty-less ass. 'Whoops, I think I lost my underwear~' she mused while she brushed offering the lad a wink in the mirror. Meanwhile she heard the words of Yasayuki. 'Ugh, is he trying to get a kid drunk? Is he hoping for a case of whiskey dick or something? I've had one of those already ya' know?' she mused internally. In fact she was only brushing her teeth right at the moment because she'd consumed a lot of bodily fluids while drinking earlier. Whatever the case, she'd continue those subtle flashes whenever she caught Kazuhiko's eye. Even as she started up the shower, she'd casually stand right where she was and disrobe in front of him. It was just a bit of a tease.

"Also a you problem," the masked one said about Miko's skittishness. She'd been that since the moment they met; it didn't change anything. Whatever the case, it seemed Miko felt strangely about being challenged so directly. He figured that would be true. One thing she hadn't shied away from thus far, was direct provocation. One day, she'd have a legacy; of that, he was sure. Well, she already had one as the famous musician Museion... but he thought she'd develop one with her name attached to it eventually. Before any such future could come about, however, she still had to tag him and reclaim the 'flag' they were fighting for. Yugi was having his pants unzipped for the third time today. Ah, but this time would be different. She didn't waste time or effort trying to work those panties around his cock without making direct contact. No, Miko dove straight into his boxers, and he felt dainty fingers not his own against bare skin. Her hand went straight for her stolen panties directly, avoiding the skin of his dick only because it was wrapped... and now rubbed, in those undergarments. "Hn~" he grunted lightly. At that point, Miko said something about a box being open. Well, that wasn't very specific at all; there were so many boxes to open. "Narrows it down~" he said sarcastically.

When offered a beer, Kazuhiko didn't think much about it. Why? Well, he'd caught sight of Nozomi's uncovered ass down the hall. That sort of tease had his attention to such an extent that he couldn't immediately focus on what Yasayuki said. Eventually, he did catch up. "Uhh, yeah... sure," he said without even realizing what the man was offering. Yasayuki heard that response and thought he'd caught a child nervously agreeing to do adult things. Well, if that was what the boy wanted... he'd open a mini-fridge next to the couch and toss a can Kazu's way. Of course, Kazu wasn't looking away from the bathroom at that time. Those flashes of Nozomi's kept his attention, and it even seemed she'd be removing her clothes without shutting the bathroom door. Still, Kazu caught that beer without even looking. "Cheers, friend! Drink up~" Yasayuki said. Only then did Kazu realize what was in his hand. "Oh, beer. Sweet; it's been ages!" he stated. Yasayuki thought he was bluffing, but Kazu was very nonchalant in opening the can. 'Committed, huh? What is she trying to pull with this kid?'

Apparently her skittishness was also a her problem, in hearing this Miko did the only thing she could do. Her face puffed up as she chewed the inside of her cheek. She pouted like a small child at having her issues pointed out, she didn't need this..."I know... you didn't have to say," the soft words leaving her mouth as if she was properly upset. Well, she couldn't be that, not while being provoked in her own safe place. No, she had a certain amount of zest for life left, and it included making sure she didn't fall behind, this game nor would she be losing any other games today. For the third time Miko's hands was on a pair of her panties not in a drawer or on her own person. And for the third time today she'd unzipped someone's pants. She wondered if this would count as bravery for her therapy sessions? Well, it didn't really matter right now, what did was that grunt that left the males mouth as he relaxed across her bed. "Eeee♪~" she chirped happily. "That's such a nice sound♪~" she quietly squealed. She'd be having far too much fun torturing someone if they'd make noises like that. Actually, now that she'd had a bit of contact with his skin, her other hand moved back up, tracing from his hip up his abdomen seemingly interested in the texture alone. As she continued to move her underwear around his cock, one had to wonder if she even intended to do anything else, ah, but a box was open... and she knew something now. She knew how to not lose and she knew how to shock and she now understood the full nature of pretense, which she'd use because it wasn't a lie, directly. "Do you want to know which one or would you rather figure it out on your own?" she questioned as she looked at him as if truly curious about it. She was having several revelations all at once, a box opened but so did the rest of her mind in this moment, it made her feel a little bit devious as loomed over her bed and him in turn.

Meanwhile, a woman who was working towards a clean mouth, face and body was watching in a mirror as a young lad seemed to become entranced bit by bit. The conversation she could hear, seemed like the sort that Yasayuki would use when trying to figure something out. She used to like that about him, but at present she just found it annoying, as was the case with most of his actions now. Whatever the case, a wink was given to Kazuhiko as she paused in the mirror once more, to put her hair up in a ponytail to keep it from getting wet while she showered and then she stood there. She tossed her clothes into the hamper, abandonging that shirt first, and allowing the lad a peek of the flesh there of before she covered them with her hands. She also playfully unzipped that shirt and shimmied out of it, instead of moving normally, making her bottom move like she was dancing until it hit the floor. With that done she casually bent over to pick it up only to look behind her at the lad a large grin on her face before she tossed that piece as well. Only when she was done with that... did she hop into the shower. Vegan soap, cruelty-free and smelling of a light fruity scent would be what she used just now, making sure to scrub herself from head to toe for a couple of minutes before she moved on. 'Hm, I wonder if he'd feel so secure if he knew I already fucked the bartender? Though he'll probably be more upset whenever he realizes I ate meat today~' she mused, perhaps that'd come up later though she had every reason to believe that nothing of merit would exist in her relationship after today... whatever. Out with the old, in with the new. She was already planning to spend most of the next week with her friends so... she might as well make sure to start it off with a bang.

Iino Miko truly had an obsession with sounds, as was made obvious again with her comment about his groan. "Might as well get used to it," Yugi stated. He was sure things were properly aligned to result in multiple pleasurable reactions from both sides of this meeting in the near future. Something strange was about to happen as well, just over the next horizon. Ah, but what lay before it? Miko basically stroking his erection through a pair of panties and still within his own boxers, asking leading questions about the answer to that box scenario. In answering the brunette who officially joined him atop her bed, Yugi finally opened his eyes and stared directly into her face. "I'd tell you, if it mattered. It doesn't. All paths lead to victory," he assured with a cheeky smirk appearing on his face. "And you lost any chance you had of changing that~"

Speaking of lost chances, Yasayuki was failing to realize what he was losing more and more by the moment. The longer Kazuhiko looked at Nozomi, the more interesting things became. In fact... by the time she was ditching that shirt to tease him with her breasts, he was leaning against the door frame with a foot rising up it. That bent knee allowed Kazu's thigh to cover the developing bulge on its inner side from Yasayuki's gaze. He thought to take a sip of beer, but the sight of her bent over in the bathroom made him pause again. 'Got him!' Yasayuki thought from within the sitting room. "Everything alright big guy? Not too strong for ya', is it?" he asked aloud. At that moment, Kazu wore a wide grin ─ one aimed specifically at Nozomi after that wink she delivered. "Nah... I can definitely handle it," he said. Kazu would proceed to wink at the woman as she entered the shower, once again leaving Yasayuki ignorant of his actions while simultaneously gulping beer as if it were juice.

Iino Miko was obsessed with sounds, and these ones, were quite new to her. According to the masked boy, she should get used to it, she looked at him with the highest amount of seriousness her earnest face could muster and with a pout and huff of absolute indignation had but one thing to say to the idea of getting used to the new sounds. "Never!" she was so earnest. Never would she adjust to the new sounds, and never would she not be happy to comment upon something which made her happy. So rare was her desire to outwardly express her happiness she'd definitely not have something she liked expressing become mundane. Oh well, Miko joined him on the bed as she explored his person and rubbed against his manhood with a pair of her own panties. He was now looking at her directly and that made her face flush intensely, and she avoided eye contact for just a moment only to look back after she got herself back under control. "Oh, you must mean your second game... I figured that was the case..." she mused unsure of what else his victory could entail. "But what did I do? I don't like losing without knowing how I failed..." she explained well... that was likely obvious. She played Otome games, which were all about repeating scenarios and getting the best or most desired outcomes. Also if it didn't matter what boxes opened, she supposed he'd not have any complaints about something surprising happening to him, which she'd definitely get to... whenever thos panties of hers were claimed, well obviously it was a complicated knot to get around...

Speaking of getting around, Nozomi was getting something. A rise out of Kauzhiko as he distractedly watched her little tease. It'd been so long since she did something like that with the full understanding that someone was watching. It was a shame, she used to do things like that so often when she was young, she'd always loved claiming the attention in a room, being a 'commanding presence'. Not in the same way as her thicker friends, but through her own grit and earnestness. Technically speaking she could enjoy that, even being sure that Kazuhiko was watching she could still hear a bit of what Yasuyuki was saying. That kid probably didn't care much about a beer. 'Still, that kind of resposne feel so rare...' she mused. Since she was in the shower, she made a show of pressing her steamy body against the glass, leaving prints of soap and flashes of flesh for more viewing pleasure. She wasn't the type who harped on her shortcomings, instead she played to her strengths. Besides, with someone watching so enthusiastically how could she do anything else. Oh well, just a few minutes until she'd have to turn off the water and hop out of the shower. She reached for a towel but she'd make sure there was more for Kazuhiko to see by the time she exited the shower.

Never, Miko asserted. She'd never get used to the sounds? Well, he wouldn't expect someone to adjust to new experiences... but he also didn't expect the sounds she now heard to remain new. No, there would be plenty from him, and from her as well. The game was winding down. Which one? Perhaps both. All paths leading to victory was certainly true of Yugi's second game, which Miko seemed to realize. When asked what she did, however... he took pause. Perhaps he was taking time to think, or perhaps he hesitated because Miko no longer seemed to be trying to remove those panties from his shaft. She'd have a hard time getting him to believe this hadn't become a kinky handjob. "Pfft!" he scoffed in due time. "Who said you failed? Maybe it's a co-op game. If I win, we win. And you can't say you're not playing after you already picked up a controller~" he flirted.

Yasuyuki managed to see Kazu as he actually drank that beer. How strange; he didn't have an adverse reaction to it at all. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe this kid could actually handle a beer. "Hoho! I didn't think you actually had it in you, kid! Cheers!" he exclaimed. Alas, any attention Kazu thought he'd be offering the man was instead taken by Nozomi. Her show continued within the shower, reclaiming his gaze without fail. When Kazu finally lowered the can, he crushed the empty receptacle in hand. It was taking everything he had to avoid darting toward the bathroom and hopping into the shower with Nozomi... but, he managed in the end. "This is so cool," he murmured, incidentally confusing Yasuyuki further. "Huh? Oh, yeah. Gotta keep the minifridge in here, y'know? I like a drink, and my wife could probably drink us both under the table! At least she could back in the day, y'know?"

The sensitivity of Miko's hearing said every sound, every word... every groan, moan and exhaled breath sounded different to her. Inhales, exhales, emotions , lips, tongue throat, lungs... all of these things contributed to changes in tone, in pitch, depth and richness in vocalizations. Every one was different and every one was worthy of praise and acknowledgement. She couldn't explain how or why she thought so, but it was the truth. Even that scoff which escaped him made her shiver as she heard it, causing that grip on her hand to shift just a bit, enough that the tiniest caress of skin against his shaft would be felt during her next stroke. But what did he have to say, who said she'd failed? This was a co-op experience and a win for him could also be a win for her. "Sou ka, I like the way that sounds too~" she said about that flirt. She recognized it for what it was, a gentle pretense the renaming of an object from something direct to something indirect. She enjoyed that phrases, so she'd use it too, "Hmm, I didn't know it was a co-op experience. Never used a joystick for that before♪~" she chimed as she reached he head of his cock and rolled that pair of panties around the part of him which was among the omst sensitive. Touching was how she figured out things, so she'd continue doing that while her plan for 'co-op' came together properly. If this wasn't a simple win loss scenario then she had to make sure she made it to the leaderboards with her gaming buddy.

While Yasuyuki sized up a teenager, Nozomi was working him up from a distance. She was thoroughly enjoying herself as well... it was good to know that she'd not lost her touch. She thought she had, but maybe that wasn't it, maybe Saori was right and the man she married was simply trash and complacent. So sure of his placement that he'd gotten used to her antics. Maybe Rangiku was right... monogamy was bad for women long term, it locked them in when they could have been having more fun. Yasuyuki wasn't even trying to figure out what was distracting the lad, he was too busy in his conversation. All the while that shower came to a stop and a wet Nozomi stepped out and onto a mat. With steam billowing out behind her, she began drying herself off. But every movement was meant to show something arms and neck dried while giving flashes of the wet flesh of her bottom legs and torso without all of it being visible. A towel that moved down to her chest, while not the biggest still had perky nipples and enough flesh to press up and show off. Down her stomach around her sides she dried her backside, rubbed her towel longways beneath her butt cheeks. Every single movement was teasing on purpose and as she got down to her legs she turned around spread her legs into a v while standing and dried each one individually. Looking back to check her audience, 'Eh? I'm one of those who benefits from an attentive partner~' she mused. Well, if her own chosen one didn't want to pay attention it seemed the new one was apt to, and would thus be rewarded.

Yet another sound had Miko's attention. One thing Yugi couldn't fathom was the true depth of her auditory sense and connected interests; it was simply another realm that he could neither reach nor understand. It was strange to him that Miko found appeal even in a scoff. If she liked that, though, she'd probably like a lot of other things yet to come. Ah, but Yugi had no comment to offer that, He would instead be gasping very lightly due to the sudden touch of bare skin between Miko's hand and his cock. It was so brief, so insignificant, yet so different and meaningful. A bare hand not his own would indeed be far superior to anything else he'd felt thus far. As for their co-op experience and the continuation of pretense, the masked boy managed to get some words together ─ even though his glans was being accosted at the time. "Hah~! Ya' gotta find other ways to use it. Building up muscle memory is how you get really good~" he advised. "More importantly, don't forget to pick up your loot. No point grinding without the rewards~"

Strange. Yasuyuki was still talking, yet Kazuhiko barely gave him the time of day. He was far too immersed in watching the woman exit the shower, especially as the show apparently wasn't done yet. No, she had many purposeful, sensual movements to make when drying herself. Kazu was becoming a bit twitchy, not just in his pants. She riled him up with great effectiveness, to such an extent that his brain auto-translated Yasuyuki's words into something deviant. "Drink under the table, huh?" he repeated, thinking only of a more literal 'drinking him' effort. "I get the feeling she could do that now... really effectively," he muttered. By then, Nozomi was bent at the waist, drying her legs and revealing her full rear and undercarriage. Kazu was discretely, though not intentionally so, rubbing a hand along his raised inner thigh... but it wasn't a thigh he was making contact with. "Yeah, she probably could. Don't let her drink too much, though! There's danger in that, my boy!" Yasuyuki added. "Huh... what kind of danger?"

Iino Miko loved sounds. This was a truth of her life, she'd never be able to properly explain. In the moment, the sounds she liked the most were the ones coming from the other teen in her bedroom. His body and his voice were responsive, how could she do anything but keep moving forward to see what other wounds he'd make? Her motivations might be neurotic but... that didn't make them bad. "Ooh♪~" Miko chirped at the gasp. There was something very interesting about his the sound of the masked boy's voice. A single moment of touching his exposed member was enough to change things. She wasn't ready to properly switch it up, but knowing that it was something amazing perhaps she'd make peace with the idea of touching raw meat. Still the young man managed a few words even as his glans was being molested by a pair of panties. "Sou ka, I should probably make sure I have good technique♪~" Miko murmured. Perhaps she should get a bit of a better look? She'd try it out, still moving that one hand, she'd nimbly move her hand about to properly free the lad's manhood. Still she'd remain using that pair of panties. "I get loot?" she said almost joking, but this was something to look forward to, she knew what she wanted to keep. Also that box which had opened said if this was co-op then she'd give something too... she believed in society.

Meanwhile, Nozomi was busy using the skills she'd spent most of her adult life learning to distract a young man she definitely intended to have sex with. And the more she was sure his eyes were on her... the more certain she became that nothing had really changed for her. How had her marriage gone so wrong if she was so certain nothing from her end had changed? Well, it was likely the man she chose, this wasn't a mistake to make again. Whatever the case, she'd continue that drying situation... getting herself completely dry after all of that. Only when she was completely dry did she drop that towel and grin over at Kazuhiko. Whatever that pair were talking about... she'd leave them to it. She'd pick up her slik robe and begin sliding it onto her skin. She'd make sure the lad knew how very naked she was as she tied that robe and she'd also be asking a silent but teasing question. Her hair up in a pony tail, would she leave it or take it down? She motioned with her hands at the lad miming taking it down without actually doing it. 'I haven't felt so playful in ages... Ori-chan, does know how to pick 'em,. I am way more excited about this than normal... she thought casually, there was something infectious about the attitude of Kazuhiko... for those who could pick up on it. And Saori in spite of her gruff demeanor, seemed to have finally found some fun. As her friend she'd take a turn too.

Agreeing that a proper technique was the best course of action, Miko finally decided to make another step in the name of progress. All her type needed was a method of minimizing the parts of a situation she found too embarrassing to deal with normally. Translating to a different form of activity was seemingly enough to have her freeing the masked lad of his breeches. She still left those panties in place and made direct contact only for that one accidental moment, but the freedom was a boon in its own right. Strange though, was Miko questioning the acquisition of loot. He figured they'd be on the same page about that, but neurosis was a strange thing to deal with. "Of course you get loot. You're holding the loot for both games right now," he clarified. For their game of hide and seek, she held panties that were becoming wetter by the moment. For the alleged co-op game they were playing, her loot was right beyond those same panties.

Kazu wondered what kind of danger Nozomi brought after 'drinking too much' as Yasuyuki said, and he may have been getting a sample already. Fully dried after her shower, she donned a bath robe which... couldn't really be called a bath robe. It was definitely a silken number, not at all effective as a bathroom piece. Perhaps it was intended to be for coverage... but it barely seemed to do even that. No, something like that had to be created by a deviant genius ─ one that wanted to show as much as possible without abject nudity. "All kinds. You probably don't wanna find out; she'll scare you away. Hey, you alright back there kid?" Yasuyuki asked, noticing Kazu had become more silent over time. In fact, his focus was growing. Nozomi mimed something that seemed to ask about her hair placement, and all he could do was... shrug. He couldn't truly claim a preference for one or the other. "Down?" he said with an upward inflection. "Huh?" Yasuyuki asked. "Uh... nothing. I was just... uh..."

Miko did indeed, need the ability to move forward without causing herself so much embarrassment that she shut down completely. The masked boy seemed to be quite knowledgeable in the types of manipulation that worked best given her personal neurosis. Here and now there was an opening and Miko was taking it... figuratively and literally. The masked boy's cock was now out properly and still covered by panties which she was still using to do most of her molestation. Only most, as the conversation on loot would have her reaching for his bare skin as she stroked this time. Her hand would make contact with skin directly and upon doing so... her eyes would widen. That didn't feel like she thought it would... obviously one hand would be used to continue that stroking of bare skin while the other moved those panties around as they became wetter by the moment. She almost seemed to be learning by the contact figuring things out through the practice of using her own hands. "Sou ka, I'm holding all the loot. That makes sense..." she whispered softly. Of course that soft whispering was partially, a cover, inside her head was screaming. 'Waaah!♪~ Why is it so soft!? I knew this would happen!? I wanna keep touching it... it's so smooth!? How can I not!?' she was practically screaming in her head. She'd like this joystick to a musical instrument, one that she wanted to know intimately. Much like her odd relationship with her piano, she wanted to learn it. To figure out what to press, how to stroke... how to move to get the reaction and sounds she wanted... Ah, this was why she was neurotic!

Meanwhile, Nozomi was figuring out that her ability to distract men hadn't changed much at all. By the time she was completely dry and wrapped up in that short silk robe, she knew that Kazuhiko was watching. Whatever conversation he'd been having with Yasuyuki that man wasn't at all privvy to the little show she'd been putting on. No, he was too busy warning the lad from the woman's 'scary' side. Meanwhile, he scary side was nothing compared to that of her friends, or so she'd say. Whatever the case, when asked if he had a preference, Kazuhiko claimed down. So she loosed the ponytail which had been holding her hair up. She tossed it around leaning her head forward while facing him and knowing that the bend in her body would be giving a look directly down that open robe. She'd then turn around as if inspecting herself in the bathroom mirror. Only to toss her shoulder length hair over her shoulders but at the same time be shaking her rear, making that robe inch up as she lifted her arms over her head, once again flashing the shape of her ass to the lad outside the bathroom. A smirk spread across her face as she looked in the mirror. 'Yuki, I'm not scary... to people who actually want to fuck me, you know...' she thought. That bartender had called her 'Little Lady' and he'd seen her devouring men and women alike. She blew a kiss to Kazuhiko while being bent over the sink, just making sure her body was always a point of focus.

Not a note was missed thus far this day. When they began talking about loot and joystick learning, Miko decided to take into her hands both forms of 'loot' they were discussing. One kept those panties at his tip, but the other... the other took its place directly on his shaft, much to Yugi's satisfaction. "Hn─see? It's just that easy. Practice the sticks, get the loot~" he managed during that wraparound of Miko's hand. Yugi wasn't fond of remaining idle, though. If they were playing this off as a cooperative experience, he figured there had to be some actual cooperation involved. As such, he was once again reaching for the bottom of her dress. This time, he didn't intend to stop pulling it upward while it remained on her person. "Guess I should do my part too, huh? Armor check. Yeah... armor check. . ."

Kazuhiko was digging himself into a conversational hole with Yasuyuki, whether he cared or not. The older male eventually turned his head, looking over his shoulder at the lad. "You were uh...? Don't tell me one beer got to you already. I thought for a second you'd actually taken it like a champ!" Yasuyuki said, laughing and returning his attention to the television. "No, I'm uh..." Yet again, Kazu paused. This time, he was taken by a cleavage shot and further kept silent by a shaking behind accentuated by the slightest glimpse beneath that risen robe. "... So fucking cool," he said eventually. Those words were not meant for Yasuyuki at all, but... he was the one interpreting them as if they were. "Ah, feeling good eh? This brew'll do that to ya'! I'll toss you another as long as you don't get whiskey dick! Ha ha!"

Notes weren't going to be missed when Miko had a point of focus. Their 'cooperative gameplay' could be considered a point of major focus for her, and as such she'd easily devote herself to it, so long as she managed to stay out of her own head. For the current part of their journey a noise of satisfaction would be leaving the masked boy as she touched the bare skin of his manhood on purpose. A happy chirp left her in response to that noise. It was rather amusing in ways she wouldn't have been able to describe. "Chii♪~" she vocalized while finding herself concentrating. Her hands were moving again. Fingers individually twitching as she stroked near the uncovered base. Just the same when her hand reached those underwear she'd rub them across his skin as well, as if to remind him that they were there. So odd was it... all these changes in texture and feeling had her giddy enough that she was practically ignoring everything else. Of course, this didn't stop the lad from performing what he called an armor check. He was moving that dress up and would find beneath it... the tights he already knew about and a black camisole undershirt. Which had been what she was wearing before she found out there was someone coming over that she'd have to make an appearance to meet. "I don't think it's worth checking... I kind of just threw on my uniform dress over my house clothes when visitors became a real part of today..." she commented. Even so, her full shape and form were more obvious and while she was indeed small her body was obviously feminine and decently toned. Though it would escape her notice that she was admitting to walking around her house in just tights and a t-shirt.

It would seem that Nozomi was doing a decent enough job of rousing Kazuhiko. He'd been shown quite a bit of her, and seemed just as entranced by a look at her form as he had been by her stripping and bathing a few moments prior. She'd continue in the bathroom. Rubbing her body with moisturizers and having a good time of it. All the while every movement of her hands would be drawing attention to key points of her form. Coconut oil was her favorite for such things as it was natural and left no odd flavors on her skin but that was neither here nor there. No, at the end of it all, she'd just have shiny soft and supple skin. She heard Kazuhiko commenting on her show and was made happy by it... somehow it was comforting to know she wasn't doing all of this for no reason. It felt good to be appreciated. Only when she was done with all of that would she be taking her first steps towards exiting the bathroom with apparently no desire to put on anything else or even try hiding herself away. 'Honestly, I don't even care. I kind of just want to show off a bit to see how he'll react.' Nozomi thought, and the he in this case, was Kazuhiko. What an interesting mood elevator he'd turned out to be.

Turning sexual deviance into a cooperative gaming experience proved to be a genius technique. While having Miko work her hands around his shaft, finally in the first proper steps of earning the achievement all men sought, he was managing to also work her out of some clothes ─ at least that uniform dress she wore, to a greater extent than before. The tights she had wee known, but the camisole was worth a quirked brow from the lad. Miko claimed her 'armor' wasn't worth checking because it was simply what she wore around the house. Naturally, he didn't expect her to be properly dressed-up for the occasion. "That's... completely normal. Not sure why you wouldn't just take off the shirt when putting the dress on, but it's not the weirdest thing I've seen today," he said. Even if it would cost him a few moments of contact minimum, Yugi seemed apt to keep pulling that dress. By his current plan, she'd definitely have no use of that. "It's starter armor. Not really good for endgame, but everybody has to go through the process. By the way, you're losing the first game by not hiding. That means I get panty rights~" he suggested, intending to lay claim to the pair he'd already sullied.

Kazuhiko was well beyond caring what Yasuyuki had to say. Most of his responses hadn't been for the man's words anyway. No, they were observations made aloud without much thought ─ all about things he was seeing in that bathroom. Even as Yasuyuki threw another beer over his shoulder, Kazu caught it without so much as a glance in the projectile's direction. Doing so resulted in him dropping the original, crushed can... but he was still working with only one hand. The other had been slowly rubbing the bulge along his inner thigh. As he wore short hakama, there was an accidental protrusion of his dickhead through the bottom, unknown to both Kazu and Yasuyuki during Nozomi's bathroom exit. How he hadn't moved yet, he didn't know... but there was certainly an excitement within Kazu that hadn't been letting him stop enjoying the show. He'd been down this road before, actually. . .

Miko was quite busy, sullying her own underwear and giving a handjob in her own bed under the guise of... 'cooperative play'. Ah, and now it was time for her to be rid of 'starter armor' as it was being called. As her uniform dress was lifted what was beneath was shown and apparently it wasn't the oddest thing that he'd ever seen, though he didn't understand why the shirt underneath wasn't removed before putting on the dress. "Yeah... there is an explanation. I'm... easily distracted and even though I knew we were having guests, I got distracted and thus didn't actually pick out any normal clothes or anything and ended up just throwing on my uniform dress when my parents answered the door..." she admitted almost bashfully. No thought was put into her attire because she'd distracted herself before the arrival of the guests. Beyond that point, Miko was informed that she'd lost their game of hide and seek, because she refused to hide. A flirty comment was made about the panties she'd lost in their first game. "No." Miko asserted for the second time today. She didn't stop him from removing her dress but once it was gone she grabbed the panties from on top of his cock and pointed with her other hand furiously. "You admitted your own defeat and surrendered these back to me... they are mine," she claimed earnestly. "But, if I did lose our previous game... I'd say it was a draw. But, since this is co-op and we should both get loot, then..." she paused, the gears of her mind turning and the rest of the information in her head catching up. She had promised herself to be brave today and now she'd be the bravest she'd been in her entire life so far. "Box is open. That doesn't usually happen twice in a day..." she mused. "If you want to claim panties then you must do so with your own hands. These!" she said pointing to her own body. She wasn't going to give him a pair he'd stolen in silence and hiding. No... she was going to make him claim the pair she currently wore for himself, she didn't realize it, but that was likely the most perverted thing she'd ever said outside of her own head.

Nozomi for her part in the day had popped out of the bathroom dressed in that little robe that was meant to basically function as part of the tease and watched as Kazuhiko caught a beer without looking. One of his hands was rather busy and she followed his arm down the line to see... the head of his cock peeking from beneath short pants as he rubbed against this thickness. 'Damn, maybe I should have been hitting the gym...' she thought absently. Still, there was no reason to shy away now. It'd been her intention to tease the young lad a bit more, perhaps figure out what kind of lingerie to put on or something like that, but with her eyes fixed on the head of his cock she felt like there were more important things to do. She stared at the lad now in the hall, she stood facing him lifting up the bottom of that robe just enough to allow the lad to see her undercarriage for a moment, as if encouraging him to continue watching her. Whatever conversation he'd been having with Yasuyuki was all but forgotten and silence reigned. "Iko-chan, hope I didn't keep you waiting too long~" she greeted him properly pointing to the room they could take whenever they were ready. If he wanted to see something else though, she was willing to take requests. She motioned pulling at the top of that robe again as she bent forward this time to pick up that can in front of him. Of course when she did it, just a random flicker of her tongue outward happened, and she'd grace his glans with it while mostly hidden from sight, and winking at Kazuhiko again.

There was an explanation for Miko's strange clothing decision. She was quite manic, and that mania was to blame for her simply throwing the dress on top of what she already had on today. One could hardly say a thing about that; it made perfect sense in context. "That whole sentence... was like one thought away from being really hot. Like, crazy wardrobe malfunction tag hot. Always liked those," he mentioned casually. As for his demands for Miko's essential forfeit, she gave another firm 'no' with an accusatory finger pointed his way, even after finally taking those panties away entirely. According to her, he'd admitted his defeat and surrendered them already. "Uh... no I didn't. That was in the rules. Tag, grab the flag, hide. You're not hiding. You're the loser," he argued. Oh well; that game hardly mattered to him now. At this point, he figured it was best to go with the flow. As easy as it was to address the fact that Miko thought a draw could be gleaned from her loss, the more important thing to Yugi was her latest demand. If he wanted panties, he'd have to take them directly... and it would have to be the very same pair she was wearing. Was she bluffing? It all seemed a little extreme for her, but maybe those boxes in her head were pressurized or something. Whatever the case, his expression had already turned quite serious ─ challenging, even. If she was bluffing, he was calling. "Game on," the masked boy said as he rolled himself, aiming to take Miko with the motion and pin her beneath him, face-up as he looked down on her. Without any unnecessary hesitation, he'd be grabbing her tights and slowly, intently sliding them down her hips. Yugi wouldn't stop of his own accord. No, he had every desire to roll them down her thighs, shins and so on.

Nozomi was approaching, and Kazuhiko was failing to split his attention. Why would he? There'd be no point offering attention to Yasuyuki; he wasn't planning to sleep with him. No, he was planning to dive headlong into folds he was being given yet another preview of from much closer than before. Of course, that wasn't all he was getting. The mature form of deviance Nozomi brought to the table was quite different, and infinitely exciting. She greeted him again and pointed to that extra room, but his eyes didn't move in that direction. His attention was already being claimed by the view into her robe from above... and then, by the sudden realization that part of his dick was exposed. How did he realize that, though, when his eyes were trained on Nozomi? Well... that was also her fault for suddenly licking the exposed head. "Ah~... it wasn't a bad wait. I had a lot to watch," Kazu said truthfully. "Bunch of garbage if you ask me. This prefecture's going to shit," Yasuyuki said, assuming the lad was talking about the local news he'd been watching this entire time. Little did he know, Kazuhiko was now squeezing his girth while rubbing backwards, effectively pulling back that pants leg to further expose his member. "Yeah... definitely going somewhere. . ."

Mania was to blame for a lot of the oddities of Iino Miko's days. That being said, she was told by the masked boy that her almost rambling explanation of her undershirt was a single thought away from being hot, wardrobe malfunction tag hot. He even admitted in his explanation that he was fond of those, "Hmm, don't know why that's a tag..." Miko softly admitted. Well, she wasn't looking up porn or anything. She ingested her hentai the way her soul could try and handle it, as reading material... Well, it didn't matter, she was on to something different a different form of mania, one which had her challenging the lad instead of handing over her new prize. To his assertion she had one thing to say, "Yes, but the flag is in my possession and so is the joystick. If I have to pick up my loot you have to pick up yours. It's fair," Miko asserted her understanding of the situation. A younger Miko more exasperated Miko would have claimed it was the law, but it was hard to be forceful in the middle of a sexual encounter, while trying to learn the art of pretense. A few hiccups were bound to happen along the way. Her bluff was being called but that was fine. She'd meant it, deep down she wanted him to take what he wanted from her. That was a weird thought she didn't need cropping up in the front of her mind. "Squee♪~ That sounds great~" the girl chirped. Those words specifically sounded so nice coming out of his mouth... she couldn't have explained it if she tried. Ah, but she didn't have time to bask in the nature of good sounds. She wasn't fighting him, and rather suddenly was pinned against her own bed, with the lad pulling down her tights. There was no hesitation just the slow, concentrated movement. Her flesh goosed and her core throbbed. She liked this... she knew she did and she watched with those big eyes of hers, squirming just a little, not in protest but in excitement. Him looking down at her cemented in her mind a view point she liked... her face flushed furiously but she wouldn't look away.

Meanwhile, Nozomi was being the exhibitionist she'd always been. Giving peeks and previews of the goods she had going all the while under the inattentive nose of her husband. If nothing else was clear, it was the fact that after he got comfortable, the poor man known as Yasuyuki forgot how very dangerous his wife was at garnering attention. Sure she didn't have the pure physical aspects of her counterparts, but she'd also never had need of them to attract attention. She had skills, which she was now putting to use just to tease an already over excitable teen boy. "Good to hear, I'll just take care of this..." she said likely about the can but... that wasn't all she was doing. Speaking of skills, an artful little lick had drawn Kazuhiko's attention back where it needed to be, even as Yasuyuki tried to speak with him. Whatever the case, that deviously raised short leg would be taken advantage of, as Nozomi's tongue darted down the length of his exposed shaft, all under the guise of picking up that dropped beer can. Ah, but Nozomi also knew the key to a good tease was knowing when the stopping point was, after making it a decent way's down the lad's shaft she grabbed that can and grinned up at him, winking only to draw her tongue back towards the glans as she rose just a bit. 'Talking about politics with someone who probably doesn't care about them, while being one of the reasons the prefecture is going to shit... classy~' Nozomi thought almost absently. Still, there was something way more pressing after a moment like that and it was... her standing and heading for the kitchen with that crushed beer can in hand, a wickedly teasing smirk on her face as she went to pop it into the recycling by the back door.

The discussion about loot, victories and all of that had become a moot point to the masked lad. Ahead of him, he saw only victory of the highest order ─ a victory that took the shape of impending nudity. Down and down those tights went, until they were rolled off Miko's feet. It was noted that she hadn't looked away since the effort began, despite her face looking like it would soon turn into a blood puddle. How long until things shifted again for the neurotic lass? Time would tell. First, though... "You don't get these back either, unless I put them on~" he asserted, setting the tights aside and reapplying both hands to Miko's outer legs. He started at the ankle and glided up from there, all to feel her skin and watch that growing state of fluster in her face. Yugi would have grabbed her panties at either side right there. In fact, he did... but just as he started to tug, he hesitated for reasons even he didn't know. "Hmm..." he muttered. Perhaps it was a desire that struck him? Yes, surely that was the case ─ he was quite fond of the girl's rear. "Can't get it out of my mind. Flip over," he suggested.

Nozomi offered to take care of something. Yasuyuki, in his inattentiveness, assumed it was the fallen beer can she spoke of. Already three deep, he even popped another for himself. Meanwhile, Kazu knew better. She wasn't talking about a can at all. The fact that this woman's husband didn't even realize she was lowered for the sake of licking his cock in one of the most sensual ways he'd ever seen, was criminal in a way. When Kazu finally thought about the other male in the vicinity, it wasn't a positive experience. Nozomi was sauntering around in a silk robe, radiating sex appeal. How was someone not taken in by this? If it were Angelica or Sakura doing such a thing with another man in his presence, even with the strange situation surrounding their relationship, refraining from getting involved would be nigh impossible. Conversely, Yasuyuki wasn't even paying attention ─ not even enough to have an inkling of the teasing service provided. 'This is so wasteful! I need to make sure nobody lets me become like that,' Kazu thought as his eyes followed Nozomi to the kitchen. "Oi! Think you can take care of my extras too? Been building up a pile over here~" Yasuyuki said, trailing off to yawn at the end. Meanwhile, Kazu was thoughtlessly popping his second can, contemplating quite a few things. 'There's that itch again. Does it make me a dick to think about doing this with more intent, or does it make me like... a hero of justice or something? I guess it depends on whose side I'm taking... but that's pretty obvious. She said she wanted to get back at him. Maybe I could use the magic thing? It'd... probably be fine, right?' As he thought it through, Kazu decided to enable what he considered to be a... safe amount of a recently-discovered power to draw the desire of others, targeting Nozomi. He'd yet to test it on anyone who didn't err on the side of true magical ability, but perhaps the amount he'd first used on Saori would still be safe?

Miko might have been taking advantage of a distracted mind to get her way. That being said, the mind in question wasn't further questioning her logic so... she could only assume there was a certain amount of quiet agreement. Still, she could feel the heat rising in her face and completely understood, that it was because she was so unabashedly watching as a man took off articles of clothing previously attached to her body. This was embarrassing but also exciting. And only made more exciting by the time her body was freed of its wrappings. What was the masked boy saying? She couldn't put her tights back on, unless he put them on her? "Hot." that was it... something about that sentence, the flirt it implied and the sound of his voice would get only that one word answer. She wasn't even the type who'd let other people spoil her enough to not put on her own clothes, but there was an implication there she couldn't shake, even with a mind which seemed to be mostly innocent when it came to herself. Bare legged, no dress only in her camisole and panties in the middle of her own bed, with a guy taking her clothes off. This scenario had gotten so far out of her own control. And then the moved back up her legs, moving shivers up her spine with direct skin contact. She enjoyed that too... it would definitely be something she remembered. Ah well... that tugging on her undergarments would erase it for a moment. Of course, before she could spiral he stopped and made a suggestion. He couldn't get something out of his mind... and he suggested she roll over. 'Is my butt really that important? Someone is obsessing even a little over my butt?' she seemed surprised by it. Maybe she didn't understand men. She figured she'd be practically invisible so long as she never grew into breasts which were distinctly womanly by her own approximation but maybe that didn't matter as much as she thought. Maybe she could be attractive without it? Whatever the case, she'd consent. "H-hai♪~" she chirped out. "Oh and that hot was agreement to the terms," she clarified. When one was raised by a lawyer one was always careful when expressing certain things. She rotated and naturally slightly ascended. Something about being face down made her lift her butt into the air just slightly. Giving enough room for the lad to move those panties over her hips and begin moving them down her legs.

At the same time, the issue of Nozomi's husbands lack of attentiveness was becoming obvious to Kazuhiko. Yasuyuki's wife, was a woman known to tease and show off at her earliest convenience. She was saying words which should have struck him as important, but... no he was too busy in his own world to see the absolute tease she was laying out for Kazuhiko. With the can Kazuhiko dropped in hand, Nozomi stood giving another casual wink, but Yasuyuki couldn't help but insert himself without any real knowledge of what was happening in front of him. A dangerous smirk spread across Nozomi's face and it was obviously calculating. "Sure, Yuki, I got it~" she claimed casually. That little yawn hadn't escaped her either, he was definitely approaching his 'passed out' drunk phase, he definitely wasn't as much of a drinker as he was when they'd been younger. Into the living room she'd walk to pick up those cans on the table as well. The yawning man in front of her not even her focus as she so casually shook her rear continuing to flash Kazuhiko her folds and bottom as she faked the need to have to reach farther to gain a handle on those finished cans. No matter. This was all about the tease. Whatever the case that magical attractive force was starting as well. So after gathering up those few cans she approached the drinking teen. Her face had gained a little flush and her loins had begun to tingle in a way she couldn't explain. Just the same she couldn't help her new strange request. "Let me have a sip, I'm a little thirsty?" she asked of Kazuhiko as she reached the hall again prepared to head for the kitchen. She'd open her mouth in front of him, her lips gently parted. Obviously she couldn't hold a can right at the moment so he'd have to be a bit more creative in how the liquid got into her mouth.

All of Yugi's concerns were quickly disappearing as he made true progress... except for one, which appeared only briefly. He should have been beyond worrying about Miko's reactions, as everything should have been in place for his ability to deal with them. Still, he randomly found himself deciding to completely avoid her embarrassed freak-out if possible. That was quite strange, as Yugi thought he enjoyed such things. No matter. He really did like the idea of seeing Miko's ass during the unveiling process anyway. As she agreed to flip over, Miko also noted that her earlier utterance of 'hot' was an agreement to his demand. "Good girl," he said cheekily while watching her rear lift into the air: something he hadn't even asked for. With that extra positive in place, he so easily took hold of her undergarments again. Both sides were grabbed and pulled back, exposing Miko's backside slowly but surely, inch by inch. In a few moments, he'd made enough headway to begin pulling down to bring them to her legs... at which point, he'd have a clear view of her undercarriage right in front of his face. How could he waste an opportunity? He couldn't. Without even finishing the effort to pull her underwear any lower than mid-thigh, Yugi was holding firm and leaning forward, all to place his lips against Miko's folds.

Speaking of folds, there was another pair being ogled back in reality. Kazu had such a magnificent view when Nozomi reached for those beer cans, he even leaned forward to improve his own angle. All the while, Yasuyuki remained blissfully ignorant of the steam building between his wife and some teenager. Yasuyuki was only just realizing the woman was dressed differently, as a matter of fact, having a glance through his periphery during the reach. "Ah? You put that on? Come on; don't kill the kid. You'll probably have him out in no time as it is," he said, seeming to pity the situation Nozomi had gotten herself into. Little did he know, Kazuhiko could likely remain inside his wife for the rest of her mortal life and well into the next few if he wanted. On a whim, he could even have the woman crawling, begging for his attention and renouncing the idea of attaching herself to Yasuyuki at any point past, present or future. Kazu knew it was possible; he could feel it. Alas, that was not his intention. That... was Saxon behavior. As such, he opened the spiritual gravity that would have Nozomi just a bit beyond normal amounts of desirous... or at least, that was his intention. Whether he'd limited things enough, however, was yet to be discovered. Either way, Nozomi was approaching with cans in hand, asking him for a drink to quench her thirst. "Got another one over here if you want," Yasuyuki said after another extensive yawn. Ah, but what of Kazu? Well, he was filling his own mouth with beer. He'd been down this route before, so it took little to no prompting for him to move one hand from his bulge to her hip. He'd bring their mouths to meet shortly after, fully able to let that liquid flow into Nozomi's parted lips ─ his tongue even joining the fray once his own mouth was emptied.

Miko's concerns were growing but mediated. Without being able to rationalize why she was freaking out the line between anxiety and excitement was becoming blurry with a speed she may not have expected. After rolling over she'd find herself with her rear up, and a gentle explanation that she'd agreed to the Masked Boy's terms and conditions made the lad give a specific kind of answer. 'Good girl'. A shiver went down her spine and it shot straight to the core of her loins. Just a little tingle which she felt from her ears to her sex for reasons she couldn't understand. No matter what else happened, she needed this man to repeat himself. "Chii♪~" just a little squeal of excitement, she didn't know she could enjoy alliteration so much. 'No matter I have to hear that again!' she thought a new goal appearing in her head. Ah, but there were new sensations appearing in her body as well, those panties were being grabbed by the sides and slid around her bottom by not herself. So different, was the sensation that she couldn't help but peek behind her just a tad. And by the time she did she saw a lad transfixed abandoning the movement of her underwear further down her thighs to press his lips into her now exposed folds. They were so slightly damp and still sticky from his earlier manipulations but by the time his lips made contact the girl's mind had wiped. What would come out of her lips was a sentence most would consider strange. "No... you can't kiss me there, it's dirty!" she whispered as she tried to angle herself to get a hand free and reach behind herself to hold his head at bay so she could move her hips away. Strangely her body didn't seem to agree and she'd find her rear further pushed into him, since her arms were short and her body couldn't technically move away without the use of her legs.

Meanwhile a different set of folds was putting itself on display in reality. Nozomi would easily show off a bit in the right circumstances and she could practically feel Kazuhiko's eyes on her while she moved. Her own husband however, seemed only only spare her a pitying glance, claiming that she shouldn't tease the lad so badly. "Iia, I'm sure he'll be fine~" she claimed. "Besides, I would have gone for something else but apparently my other robe is missing..." she mentioned with an eye roll as she turned around. She knew where it'd gone, likely into the wash after that little 'girlfriend' of his used it. Whatever the case, Nozomi couldn't know the extent of the struggle of a good man like Kazuhiko. No... she was too busy feeling strangely about the lad. He was defintiely a model level person already but somehow she was certain he'd gained more attractiveness in the last few seconds. By the time she approached to speak of her thrist, she was almost disappointed that it came in the form of a beer instead of directly out of his cock. Well only almost as a drink was offered directly from his lips came with this tongue being inserted into her mouth. A little moan escaped her lips as she kissed him back that cool liquid falling down her throat. Odd, she swore that beer didn't have that much depth of flavor. Maybe she really was drunk already? "Thanks♥~" she offer the young man as she backed away but only just barely. Something made her not want to move from the spot, and she'd only remember she was doing something because of the number of cans currently in her arms. So reluctantly, she spoke. "I have to drop these in recycling," she murmured as if reminding herself of the things she wanted to, it was such a young and wild idea she had, of dropping all those cans and climbing into this young man's arms to continue that kiss. It was such a real thought she could almost claim her legs weren't working. They were in fact rather wobbly.

For someone so markedly innocent, Miko had a deviant streak about her that seemed to come straight from hentai. Her comment once he dove into her undercarriage was verbatim something he'd heard in various scenes over recent years. She even fell right into the cliché of attempting to fight him off, only to be betrayed by her own body and feelings. Her hand reached his head, but it did more harm than good as her rear was pressed more firmly against his face. In fact, only his mask kept the lad from having his nose prod her rear, though the mask itself was likely doing so. Whatever the case, he wasn't going to be stopped by such a weak attempt. In fact... he wasn't going to stop at 'kissing' anyway. "No it isn't. It's lunch, and you've probably bathed twice already," he countered just before a protruding tongue trailed its way down Miko's slit, then back up in sequence. He was still making an effort to finish removing her panties, at least, now having them down to her knees.

Nozomi and Yasuyuki were having an exchange Kazuhiko didn't care about at all. The expectations of another man were not his to manage. Nozomi herself had confidence that he'd be fine, however, so he'd surely make an effort to go above and beyond expectation in her case. As for Yasuyuki, he also knew where her proper bathrobe was... and it wasn't in the wash. "I might have thrown it in with the laundry," he lied while tilting a can toward his lips again. While he drank himself closer and closer to a stupor, Kazuhiko was behind, in the doorway... with his tongue in Nozomi's mouth just long enough for her to consume the beer from his mouth. Of course, she wasn't the only one thinking about a different sort of drink. Kazu even managed to waste the tiniest amount, which fell onto the exposed portion of his cock when they separated. "Whoops," he said, jerking slightly ─ just enough to splash a small amount onto Nozomi's breasts as well. "Whoops!~" he added. There was a grin on Kazu's face at the time; neither instance had been an accident. Nozomi mentioned the need to toss those cans, letting him know things hadn't been taken too far yet. No, if she wasn't crawling all over him already... there was still a little room to experiment. Who was he to avoid taking advantage of Yasuyuki's neglect? Kazu's eyes locked with Nozomi's, and he turned up the dial a bit to double the amount of 'pull' in use.

Miko was remarkably innocent but that was simply how she was. She wasn't the type of girl who would go seeking deviance, but she was the type to enjoy the things brought to her. In this case, she'd never gone looking for hentai, but her play of ero otome titles meant somewhere in her subconscious sentences remained in place that had no real place in the vocabulary of a non-deviant. Still, it seemed wrong for someone to be putting their mouth on her privates, but her own struggles wouldn't actually discourage the lad currently kissing her folds. No... he claimed that what lay beneath her waist was simply lunch and that she'd likely bathed a couple of times already on the day so the calls of dirty were moot as well. Surprise crossed her face as she managed to look shocked. "How did you know I've had two baths so far today?" she asked as if visibly confused by the statement. Still... she'd barely have time to register it, as a tongue traveling her folds rewrote of her focus for a moment. "Muah♪~" a different kind of moan escaped her as the sensation of having a soft tongue in her slit was enough to disrupt all other understanding of life. There was one sort of pretense however that Miko wouldn't be letting go of, one that she didn't need anyone else leading her to, and that was all things food related. "If it's lunch time, eating by yourself is rude, O-men-kun♪~" she practically moaned that last part of his name as he got her panties down around her knees instead. She looked at him with a pout on her face as if it was audacious of him to eat her without offering himself up as a meal as well. The feeling of his mask against her rear wasn't currently enough to give her pause and perhaps that would have worried her, if she wasn't already so engrossed in current deviance.

Meanwhile, Kazuhiko was busy with a woman who was seeming to be just the left side of falling completely to the magical influence he had going for himself. Whatever the case that kiss was something else, it wasn't as if Nozomi didn't kiss people. It wasn't as if such a thing should have completely changed her, but she could say she felt a certain new zest for life she'd not felt in a long while. "I figured~" that was all, that Nozomi had to say about her lost robe. Did she know the man was lying? Yes. Did it matter presently? No... there was something in front of her worth way more of her attention and in the moment a whoops happened after their lips separated another would occur. "Whoops~" she claimed those cans falling from her hands for a second to clatter to the floor. So easily would she lower herself after seeing the grin on his face to begin picking up those cans. Of course, it was more or less for the offered drink, spilled on his cock which she'd take even more directly. 'I swear beer never tasted this good before!' she mused internally. Her eyes were alight as she allowed her tongue to clean up the lost beer. Her husband drinking himself into a stupor was the least of her problem. No there was a cock and an interesting man in front of her. Oh well, she was feeling a little adventurous and with the pretense of picking up those cans she supposed she didn't need to do anything else.

The masked boy was content to immerse himself in Miko's undercarriage. Sadly, the application of his tongue was not one skillful enough to deter any clauses from the lass. She wondered aloud how he knew about the number of baths she'd taken this day. Would he answer? Yes. "Because you just told me," he replied. It was Miko who gave absolute confirmation of an assumed fact. He didn't really need that confirmation, though. Face-first in her loins was the perfect place for him to discover unparalleled cleanliness. In returning to his sample, Yugi kept tugging on those panties to slip them beneath Miko's knees and down her shins. She said something about the rudeness of eating alone, but... what was he to do about that? He could easily take it as an offer for return service, but even he couldn't think of everything. No, the masked lad decided to put that thought aside for later. Maybe when he finished, he'd get something for himself. That was the current thought, at least. . .

Nozomi didn't press her husband about the missing robe, so he had it in mind that she found truth in his lie. It didn't matter to Yasuyuki either way; that robe would probably reappear later tonight. For now, he was content to keep drinking to set himself up for a great time later. One distraction came about, though. One, two, three calls of 'whoops' were made between Kazuhiko and Nozomi ─ one of which came with the sound of multiple cans hitting the floor. "Ugh... you two alright back there? You guys sound like you've had more than me~" he teased. At this point, Yasuyuki doubted they'd even get around to the sex ─ or whatever Nozomi intended to call such with some young lad. Kazuhiko had no answer for the man. No, he was watching Nozomi lower herself again to 'clean' the beer from his member. He was absolutely throbbing between his own thigh and pants leg as her tongue lashed out against him again. This time however, Kazu's hand settled atop the woman's head. He'd been wondering exactly what kind of 'thirsty' she was. The immediate assumption linked to an exchange he once shared with Sakura, but many other thoughts were floating around in the lad's head lately. Well... he knew who should probably get the blame for that.

Miko wanted to know how the masked boy knew of her bathing habits. She figured she had some sort of tell... but no, apparently her only tell was her mouth. She spoke the words confirming an assumption. "Oh, one of those silence necessary moments..." she murmured as if logging that information away. Truly it wouldn't have changed anything and after feeling the lad at her loins for longer than a few seconds she mostly gave up on stopping him. Even so, that didn't change what she'd said... so perhaps a redirect of her own attention was what should be happening. If he wasn't content to share and share alike, she'd simply have to take her feedings into her own hands. She'd already touched the meat... eating it shouldn't be that big a deal right? The masked boy was still tugging on her panties and they'd made it down to her shins. Still pouting she looked at him for a bit longer and enjoyed the feeling of his face in her loins. Still, she didn't like being left without something to do while he did this. She was enjoying the feeling and little chirps escaping her lips as he developed his skill set. Ah, but there was a thing... a way for both in a situation to devour and be devoured, it was a running joke. One even the innocent knew even if they had no real understanding of it. Miko would be the one to speak the words as her legs were slowly freed. "Sixty-nine?" she offered as the answer to the question of rudeness among others.

The lack of argument in reality was something which was probably the fault of a lost cause. If Yasuyuki had anything resembling sense, he might have been worried about his wife refusing to call him on things. It might have bothered him that she was so willing to let everything go... after becoming bitter. For those on the outside it would be considered a loss of interest a sign that the thing in question was no longer worth the extra effort... ah but something that was worth the extra effort was Kazuhiko. Who poured beer on his cock to have it licked off. And with a hand now atop her head, Nozomi had time to play with that new technique of hers a bit more. And hell the lad was practically throbbing after all that teasing and the added with her tongue, perhaps a bit of relief should be offered. She wouldn't want to be rude, beyond that there was nothing that was going to stop her from starting something up with the lad. So her mouth opened a bit moer, and she took the tip of his cock into her mouth closing it around it and inviting him into the warmth of it. Her tongue was still moving inside and she'd easily begin sucking on him properly.

One thing was no longer to be questioned, if it ever was. Iino Miko, that shy, neurotic, obsessive-compulsive girl... was a gamer. Necessary silence was surely a technique she developed from her love of otome games and the like. Silently acknowledging that, the masked boy kept himself buried between her cheeks from behind, tasting of her loins and finding it... very different compared to his expectations. One heard infinite tales of such flavors, from copper to skin and everything between. What he tasted instead was... no, he had nothing specific... but surely there was something gently flavoring just beneath the perceivable surface. Naturally, he'd just have to taste more and expand his palate. That would come with time, but first reason for pause. Just before Miko's panties cleared one foot, she spoke a phrase that had become legendary, and would become more so in the future... and across the multiverse. Sixty-nine, she asked. That was an even bigger win than Yugi expected; he had little choice but to retract his tongue in surprise. "... Nice," was his only word of response. Already hard as steel and kneeling behind the girl, he had to put forth a bit of effort. As such, he started by slipping both arms between Miko's legs as if to encourage her movement into position that way. It felt natural, though he wasn't sure why.

Speaking of things that felt natural, Kazuhiko was soon to feel a very familiar 'call' as some might call it. Yasuyuki received no response to his question. Why? Well, Kazu didn't care, and it seemed Nozomi was more interested in opening her mouth just to take Kazu's dick between her lips. "Yoooosh~" Kazu moaned in satisfaction. He was feeling a very powerful urge to firm his grip and thrust into Nozomi's throat, but... that was something to resist. He was in the human world, dealing with a human; that had to be remembered. Besides, Nozomi showed a confidence and experience he hadn't dealt with before. He'd probably see something incredible if he just let her do what came naturally. As for Yasuyuki, he took Kazu's utterance as a response. "Ah, feeling good huh? Told ya' it's good beer. Might have to take a cat nap. Hey dear, you gonna be alright? Got half a beer you can finish off over here if you want," he slurred.

Iino Miko, was a gamer, though she fully recognized that most other gamers wouldn't see her that way. The genre of game she chose to immerse herself in wasn't the sort that gained recognition from the masses, but she still enjoyed them. Whatever the case, it seemed she'd found someone kindred enough to properly share things she couldn't normally talk about with, and be understood. That was pleasant enough for her. Speaking of things shared, Miko was managing to share even more of herself with the masked boy, who heard her ask a question soft and two words, but it got what she'd call one of the most pleasant reactions she'd ever heard. He even withdrew from her loins to express himself. 'Nice' he said. "Squee♪!~" the little chirp left her. Her panties properly removed, her legs were now being spread apart. And as odd it as it was to have someone come up between her thighs as such, it also felt quite natural to her. Her legs easily spread revealing more of herself to the lad behind her and as he rose it'd also leave her in perfect position to rest on her forearms and take his cock into herself. Strangely enough in this way, she had full use of her hands and her mouth and though she might have normally freaked out about it, she was also quite excited, that little taste earlier let her know she wasn't going to dislike whatever came from this and as such a bit of drool and an open mouth would be all that were waiting for that incoming meat. And she'd be giving the first of a few licks along the boy's glans as if figuring out if that flavor truly was the one she liked.

Meanwhile, Nozomi was barely hearing her husband's voice. Though it did register it was just another example of everything wrong in their relationship. He hadn't even noticed that she was blowing a kid in the hallway of their home. Didn't even bother to look when he didn't get a response from her. All he had to say, was he was offering a half-drunk beer and he was taking a nap. 'Half a man, offering half a beer is about right... huh?' she mentally questioned herself, mostly because she had one standing right in front of her offering so much more. "I'll be fine," she claimed right before she took a single moment to wink up at Kazuhiko. Her mouth closed around his cock and it wouldn't be opening again for no reason. No... a tongue was busy playing about the length of his shaft and she was now taking it further and moving her own head as she tested the limits. True enough she was not one who could take a dick fully to the throat, but she'd found a better limit earlier and intended to test it, since the lad had so much to work with. She was also experienced enough to use a hand, traveling up the length of Kazuhiko's cock to find its way to his sack to massage his jewels while she did. Might as well make use of everything while she didn't have the proper throat to fully utilize the lad's length. Oh well, they'd come here for exactly this purpose they might as well, get it together.