Munetsuchi

Losing track of ones thoughts because of a new or overwhelming sensation wasn't even anything to be surprised by. In actuality, Anais couldn't help but feel something given the casual licking of her folds. What was more, she was sharing rather intimate knowledge of her own power, she was sure at the very least her mentor was interested in it, given his earlier ramblings. That made the whole of this situation seem a bit fairer. Perhaps she'd question him about it and see what else she could find to do with it. Until that time, she'd enjoy the sensations being provided between her legs. She'd also give with the knowledge of the white hart that protected her, her own understanding of sound and vibration and how she used her mana to sense the world. It would likely make the rest of her choices easier to understand. Whatever the case, this was definitely something beneficial for both of them. Anais managed to be fairly aroused enough that the muscles in her legs had taken to gentle twitching in addition to the remaining slickness of her sex.

As Charles seemed to be thinking over their 'stuck' situation. Sakura took in the shift of their current position. She was a bit surprised by it, but more curious than anything else. Of course, Charles had something to say, and Sakura was about to reply only to hear a male voice sitting across from them in the white room. Ah, her mom and dad had talked about this. How interesting. She was surprised, what was more she would be Answering Charles while happily remaining combined with him. "Why wouldn't it? Even animals understand it, are uneducated humans less than animals?" Sakura asked seemingly curious and in a manner which was very similar to something Angelica had once said about a different strange human trait.

At the same time, there was an answer about it from this man sitting across from them. Sakura looked in his direction and took in his features. Something about him seemed familiar and not at all. He was definitely some form of divinity, and reminded her of one of her fathers at least. What was more, he had a question for her. Should the gods be blamed for the lack of education in this world. Sakura gave it some thought before answering, seemingly content to remain the way she was, even in this white space. "O...." A pause happened as Sakura decided how to address this man. "Ojii-sama, Objectively, I haven't met all of them so I can't say. But I can take Kaa-sama's opinion into account. She seems to think well of the Mother, the Death Goddess, The God of the Trees and the other half of the Wisdom Goddess," she said seeming to give it great consideration. "The people who live in Kaa-sama's country don't believe as such, so I am forced to conclude it is whatever god he's been falsely worshipping as the one true god and/or one of the stupid ones," she concluded. Still she took in the sights seeming to be thinking about this place and what being here meant.

Ah, a bit of spastic leg behavior. It seemed Ailen was on the right track in terms of offering what he intended. Anais seemed at peace enough; he could comfortably indulge himself a little. Finding its way properly between her folds, Ailen's tongue slid its way up and down that delectable pocket of flesh. In doing so, his mind was flooded. He saw the development of magical abilities not as a matter of pure imagination, but as a science. That was strange. He'd seen many forms of magecraft take a scientific approach, as some logic was required. Anais, however, wielded a form of true magic that needed no such thing. Perhaps there was merit to further study? What could the results of that unusual combination be? Whatever they were, he imagined there was potential for true greatness. More. He'd need to achieve clarity in future ─ a spark of inspiration to apply his own creativity to some ideas. Before that, he'd ensure a more efficient transfer in both directions. His tongue could almost drip with Anais's juices and his own saliva combined, but he'd mostly be reapplying it to its original source via gentle, yet firm strokes that repeatedly ended right against the nub found higher in the crevice he explored.

Upon pointing out the lack of sense such things made to him, Charlemagne was confronted with a very familiar notion. Sakura ranked humans unfavorably against even animals ─ a step beyond something mentioned multiple times by Angelica. "Geez, at least she put us on the same level," he mumbled softly. The time of answering her properly would not come. In the following moments, Charlemagne would experience another shock... again... again. Where were they? Their positioning hadn't changed at all, but they were in... a white room? Had he successfully found the Nexus through this connection? Wait, who was this man? Why was he watching them? They were both so naked! "Uhh..." Charlemagne muttered nervously while trying to free himself from Sakura, only to fail and meet the elevated hand of the other male. It seemed his answers would come as well, but not before an exchange with Sakura.

"Ojii-sama?" was the man's first question. He seemed almost mockingly disappointed in the form of address Sakura chose for him, yet he was ever so quick to move on. Sakura hadn't met many of the so-called gods in this world, but she was willing to rely on her mother's wisdom. That was good. The Mother, the Death Goddess, and the God of the Trees? Laughable names, all of them. Upon hearing 'the other half of the Wisdom Goddess' however, there was a hiccup in his jovial demeanor. Ah, and it would only devolve further into a somewhat parental disappointment when she referred to some gods as... stupid ones. There was a sigh prior to any further speech. "Well you can't just go around batting a hundred all the time, right? Honestly though, I can't even blame them completely. Some things contribute, but... look, what I'm trying to say is every creature has its flaws. You'll see a lot of humans in the future. They'll shine so brightly, you'll find yourself almost blinded a lot of times. They still have their flaws and their ignorance to things that are common knowledge to you. The same could be said of gods. I'd like it to be the job of special people like you guys, the ones who fit between what you call gods and what you call humans, to bridge the gap a bit. Everybody's living in the same world, right? There's no need for separation when everybody could have an awesome time together. Nobody's got that right before now. Those kids ─ those 'gods' shouldn't be worshipped the way some of them want to be. They should be properly appreciated for the role they play, but there are way too many of them to take things to that level. That just makes cults. Cults aren't groovy."

The difference between magic and science was about understanding. Of course, Anais was the type of person who didn't understand magic as just magic, but she came from a world of science, it as easier for her to understand and develop by that method. Of course, she gave this man full access to her understanding of sound waves, light waves, and their influence on force specifically around herself. In exchange for that sort of thing, she received a repeated lashing of that tongue, up and down her crevice. It was something strange. Those muscles jumping in her legs and a gentle fluttering within her loins. It would almost seem as if pressure was building every time his tongue lashed against the apex of her sex. She understood it was quite a sensitive spot, one which seemed to blank her mind every time it was touched so directly. Ah... that explained quite a bit didn't it? This likely had something to do with why it was called the truth. Maybe, just maybe... Anais would be experiencing it soon. To be honest this mentor of hers, was doing a very good job. It was almost impossible to stay properly still, harder still to be quiet. Actually, she was moaning quite a bit as her teeth held her bottom lip. Why? Why did it feel so good?

Charles huffiness about Sakura's commentary seemed to make the lass look back towards him as if giving his words a bit of consideration. One of her fathers was a monkey, another was a phoenix. Both were at the pinnacle of things they did, she didn't see animals as innately lesser. Perhaps she should clarify. "I only meant the non-sentient kind, Chichiue and Papa are both animals and they understand already too..." she said, as if this would make one feel better. It probably wouldn't but her understanding of these sorts of things was a bit skewed. Moving on...

Sakura's chosen address for the man sitting in front of them didn't create the kind of response she would have expected. As such she found herself looking at the man a bit longer. How would she choose to address him then? "Ojii-chan?" she asked curiously. This man was definitely older than her, probably older than most everything, given his calling of the gods as 'children' he likely didn't like having his age confirmed. Her mother was like that a bit. It seemed that what this voice wanted, was for everyone to work together. To make up for the faults of each other and to be viewed with the proper amount of care and compassion. "Sou ka, Ojii-chan... I don't think anyone is upset about a lack of perfection. Figuring out how to get stuff right is the fun part... if one asks Kaa-sama. I understand what you mean by the words, but I don't really get it, things aren't separate here, not in that way. I am still figuring stuff out, but I'll try and be helpful," she offered. That was about the best Sakura could do. Now she understood completely that 'worship' was a potential problem. "Appreciation and worship could be used interchangeably by some, what is the difference that makes it not groovy?"

As time passed in the room of Ailen, it seemed autumn was setting in. Leaves already reddened had become orange, while more and more green became red. Eventually, the reason for this change would be made clear. At least five rooms within Munetsuchi were linked to the individual they belonged to on a spiritual level. The room Anais currently offered her mana within was connected to Ailen. As his mana was affected by hers, the room became affected as well. Ah, but there were many details unspoken since the moment they entered. One such thing was the truth about Ailen's opening of the girl's mana circuits. He had only opened up the proper channels, but without use, they would close again. Anais wouldn't need to use them actively right away, though. Given the timing, achieving the orgasm she sought would benefit the girl threefold. She would gain the understanding she wanted, she would achieve the spark of wisdom, and beyond all that... she would simultaneously feel the rush of mana through those recently-opened circuits in one big, explosive moment. Ailen was waiting to see how she found the experience. Through his continued efforts, perhaps he would see soon enough. . .

Ah, so Sakura only meant humans were beneath the most common of beasts, not necessarily creatures of higher existence like... apparently two of her five fathers. Charlemagne's expression became devoid of emotion; only a mix of curiosity and silent judgment remained. "Only worse than wild boars and stuff then. Nice," he said blandly.

Moving on, the strange man was addressed in a slightly different manner. The change of an honorific still seemed a bit formal to him, but he could accept it with only slight reluctance. He seemed quite fond of this girl despite them never meeting one another; she could realistically call him whatever she liked. In the meantime, he'd be around for a bit to explain a few things she was obviously missing. For one, she said things weren't separate 'here', presumably meaning her homeland. "That's because your mother isn't like that. She didn't grow with the others, so she got the benefit of being around the mortal races. The others got themselves stuck in Celestia and never got it together. You know they started thinking the worship of mortals was how they became powerful? How'd it come to that?!" He was about to start a tangent of sorts, but managed to catch himself before going too far. There were more important matters to address, like the difference between appreciation and worship. Those things should never have become interchangeable anywhere. "They shouldn't be. Accept the 'gods' for what they really are: Creators. They only seem infallible to mortals because there's a thousand-meter gap between them. Your dad and I thought of a way to fix that for the next generation. Cups like that one inside you were made to create actual divine forces in the world ─ gods people can really believe in. Just look at Kazuhiko over there. When he shows divine abilities, there will be people who can say they've seen how he got there. That's the difference between appreciation and worship: proof of merit. This world doesn't need a bunch of gods; it needs people like him coming together to keep everybody in order. People like him need people like you. You figured as much by now, right? Is this who you're connecting yourself to for the long haul?"

This room's connection to Ailen's mana and thus the mana he was receiving was something very interesting indeed. Of course, Anais couldn't currently spare the brain power she had working to give it much consideration. No, right at the moment she was too busy experiencing a set of tinging sensations. Her flesh goosed, nipples peaked, and her arousal seemed to reach a certain maximum. With each lick of her loins something seemed to be building along with those sensations a pressure she couldn't rightly explain but then... like a thread, it snapped. That tingling sensation spread upwards towards her head and downwards towards her toes in a burst of mana which left her feeling energized and bristling. That little extra flood between her legs was something she'd not noticed. Something else she'd missed was the thickening of her thighs by virtue of those circuits finally working the way they should. it was such an overwhelming feeling. Her brain, her body, her mana... all of it seemed to be in sync for just one moment. All of the things she'd learned, had crystalized in her mind, all of the things that had happened negatively seemed to melt away and the feeling in her legs was astounding. "Aah♥!~ Shishou?!" she seemed to be sitting up just a bit. All the clarity in the world seemed to have sparked in her brain in the moment. "Ah..a-Am I alive?" she asked that first and foremost, slightly timidly. That kind of feeling seemed like the sort of thing that should kill you.

Just the same, Charles didn't seem to appreciate the connection made by Sakura between humans and less sentient creatures. His response didn't make a great deal of sense. Sakura found herself studying his face, it seemed to be quite apathetic considering his words. "Huh? Your face and your words don't match up..." she commented as if it was a simple matter of curiosity. Well, something like sarcasm would be mostly lost upon this girl initially. What wouldn't be lost though, was the conversation she was having with this man in the white room. He had quite a lot to say about quite a few things. He seemed to dislike the idea that Celestials were busy conflating worship and appreciation, and didn't have any idea where they'd come to the conclusion that worship made them powerful. Sakura gave it some consideration. To be fair to Celestials, if they only had a bit of information to go on, it would likely be that the gods that had temples could move about as they pleased. It would be simple to conclude that having followers made one stronger if that was the case. "Tou-chan would call it 'Congeniality Bias' the wider group saw that a group was more powerful and that they had temples and came to assume that more powerful gods were being worshipped. Thus making worship seem like the thing to seek," she said as if this was the most logical conclusion to come to. Ah, but there was more. Apparently the problems of human conviction and their understanding of gods, was rooted in the disparity of power. This man and her father had come up with a way to fix that, the Chalices. Which let her know which father he was mentioning. "Otou-sama and you..." she murmured. And there was still more, someone like Charles was mentioned as a person who had won over others by merit instead of just by being an existence. "Sou ka, Kazuhiko is a much better name..." she said smiling about it. As for her choice and being attached to the lad she also gave it consideration. "I said I'd help him do what he wanted and I intend to do that. The people he came with... seem to really believe in him... and I find that interesting so I understand 'merit' in this case," she mused. Sakura was a strange one, she figured she could still break herself away from Charles if need be, he still didn't seem like he was interested in being permanently attached to her in anyway. And she wouldn't truly understand the reason for that... for quite some time.

Virgins were such interesting creatures. It took little effort on Ailen's part to produce the desired results for his apprentice. Once said results were achieved however, the effects began showing immediately. The quality of Anais's mana became sweeter still; its flow was surely in order. If he needed more proof than that which poured directly onto his tongue, there was always the feeling of her thighs closing in on his head. That wouldn't have been an unexpected thing, but... it wasn't happening. No, the truth was that her thighs had enlarged. If nothing else, at least her bottom half's lack of development was simply the fault of ineffective mana flow. "Hmm~?" he mumbled curiously. Only one additional lap was allowed to consume additional mana, as Anais's shifting body put her loins just out of his existing reach. One could assume she was done. Though... asking if she was alive may have been a strange occurrence. "I would assume more 'alive' than you were before. You became even sweeter to taste in those last few moments. Do you feel otherwise? It wasn't my intention to displease," he said, assuming the potential for her question to be something negative.

Meanwhile, Sakura was failing to understand basic sarcasm, much to Charlemagne's disappointment. What was even the point if she didn't get what he really meant? "Uh... just forget it," he said. Besides, there were much more concerning things happening. He was definitely linked by the groin to a girl he'd just met, and now there was some seemingly divine entity watching them... being naked and fornicating! Obviously, that was only an issue to him, albeit less of one than it should have been. Strange. . .

Sakura's assumptions about the gods and their development was a clever one. Sadly, it wasn't quite right. "That's a good effort. I can't blame you for thinking that, but it's not all there. Divine power comes from dominion over concepts. The Great Spirits dictated that a long, long time ago. The more you fill your role, the stronger you are. Think of your mother. She's governing Arcane Wisdom. As long as she keeps doing that, and the more people know it's her domain, she'll keep getting stronger and stronger. They just... went completely in the wrong direction. Take my advice, will you? In the future, don't use fear to strengthen yourself. Your dominion should naturally be over something you embody, so just... have some fun, yeah?" he said. Strangely, he seemed to have knowledge. When he spoke to Sakura, he did so as if he knew she would become a goddess capable of standing on her own. In fact, he did. He also knew a great deal more about Sakura, and Charlemagne as well. While the latter seemed taken aback by his original name and Sakura's strange acceptance of it, the white-haired man received his answer... almost. "Good on you, understanding what I meant about merit. You didn't tell me the important stuff though. What do you want? I see you two with your journey ahead, saving people and righting wrongs. What then? Your compatibility is high, and you're both here in the Nexus. I've only ever had people come here solo or as a connected pair. You're pretty 'connected' now. Is it permanent?"

Anais was certain this particular interaction was one which pinned her soul straight to the depths of slut hell. The only thing that may have been worse, was the potential for her mentor to have felt that he might not have done a good enough job. Her face, had already reddened, given the mention of sweetness and liveliness. She couldn't have helped the way she reacted even if she tried. That final lap at her loins might have stunned her brain extra considering the way she finished. Even so, it was confirmed that she was alive. "I thought I might have died for a second there... that feeling might be too good. I really don't understand how anyone gets anything done when you could just feel like that..." she said, seeming to think about it a bit more. "I mean... Shishou, it was great and you definitely didn't displease or anything like that..." she said quickly. "I feel amazing. I could think really clearly for a moment there, and my body felt really light and tingly. It was like ASMR but like full body," she rambled just a little with a light twitch in her thighs as she considered what more could feel like. Now she as just trying to keep herself from being embarrassed and thinking too much about that great feeling, but... her mentor's face was still relatively close to her thighs, and she was now looking down at him and that was an interesting visual. One which also reddened her face, what was she supposed to do with that. How would one ever be enough.

Ah at the same time, Charles didn't seem to like whatever it was Sakura didn't get about the difference between his words and his expression. Hm, maybe this was another one of those strange joking or emotional states that she didn't get. She'd have to observe more and see if it made sense in a different context.

Speaking of observations it seemed her assertion about the gods and their problematic natures was close, but not as close as she would have liked. According to the man sitting in front of them, divinities gained power by doing their jobs. Having control over concepts and fulfilling the roles dictated by them. Her own mother was used as an example of this, Goddess of Arcane Wisdom was known as such throughout the land. This made her more powerful than someone not completing their roles. She was asked to take his advice, to not use fear, but instead just act within her dominion and have fun. "Sou ka... that clears it up a bit. I understand. I can agree to your advice, I'll just have fun with whatever concept I end up embodying," she mentioned as if it was pretty reasonable. She could easily say she was simply doing what she wanted most of the time, and as such she seemed about as relaxed as she could. Still, as calm as she seemed this man seemed content to further question her. Rather, he claimed she didn't answer his question, which was true, and asked her what she wanted. "Oh? You know that is a bit complicated as a question to ask right, Ojii-chan?" she asked almost rhetorically. Still, she had no reason to avoid answering him really, that same alien emptiness was present in her eyes, even with their current reddened color. Still she gave it a bit of thought, he was obviously clairvoyant and saw some of their journey if not all of it before now. Asking Sakura what she wanted, seemed strange, considering she'd already pretty much agreed to letting Charles be the one to decide how deeply they'd end up connected. She hadn't considered before this moment that what she wanted might have mattered. She acted of her own accord for the most part, and generally went with whatever she felt the strongest in the moment. Her curiosity led her to investigating Charles in the first place, she liked watching him... and she wanted to see. Not specifically just him, but what other people saw in him and what he saw in other people. Such things weren't the type of things that could be observed in singular instances, and even if she broke their connection so that he could remarry his goddess, she probably wouldn't want to be separated before she got to know the other girl. She'd only known him this day, but her curiosity was piqued, given what she'd observed already. "If that choice was mine, it would be permanent. It's what I want," she concluded.

Apparently, Anais believed she died because everything felt too good. Ah, that clarified things a bit. Ailen could mentally heave a sigh of relief; disappointing his apprentice on the first day would have been devastating. So long as she wasn't displeased, he could be satisfied. His face was still fairly damp, so a few moments were taken to clean up the residue. Of course he wouldn't be wasting it, choosing instead to drink it like the rest. While doing so, he mulled over Anais's understanding of what happened. "I'm pleased you enjoyed the experience. It is my hope that any enlightenment and experience you've gained will serve you well in the future. Also..." He paused there, completing the process of clearing his face. "ASMR. What was it... autonomous sensory meridian response? Such a strange study, but I came to understand it somewhat from the knowledge I received from you. Your powers are truly magical in nature, but you apply them with a scientific approach. The potential for such a thing is unlimited with magic's ability to function by imagination alone. I will be thinking about it for quite some time to come. When I next have my own spark of wisdom, I may have some wonderful advice to give based on my own life experiences. It is certainly worth much consideration," he mused.

Meanwhile, the unidentified man was asking some very strange things. Charlemagne heard a fair amount about this world's gods and their bad approaches to holding their positions, and then... everything became a little weird. He gave Sakura some advice, then asked if her connection to Charlemagne would be a permanent one. Using context clues, the lad figured he didn't mean their physical link. No. No, he didn't. The connection he spoke of sounded more like marriage the way Angelica and her father would speak of it. Stranger still, Sakura's contemplation led to her deciding she wanted permanence. How was that a thing to say? They'd only just met. Either way, it seemed Charlemagne's opinion was irrelevant. By the time he opened his mouth, the other male was already speaking. "Well, you heard the girl! You two are basically married now," he said. "I─wha─huh?! Hang on, I'm already married!" Charlemagne rebutted. Oh no, there couldn't be any of that. "Yeah yeah, already married even though you're not married right now. Look, I don't like to do this, but... hurry it up, yeah? You're basically my son now. You preside over Order. I already know you like the idea. Deep down, you want this even though you still want the other one. I'm gonna intervene just this once and tell you there's no fairy tale ending. My advice was for both of you. You can only accept what's in front of you. You can only take what's in front of you. You can only do anything about what's right in front of you. That'll make more sense later... but just follow along for me, alright? Besides, you're not the type who will leave a pregnant girl by herself to deal with your kid."

Once those final words were spoken, Charlemagne stopped... everything. He stopped thinking, he stopped breathing ─ even his heartbeat stopped for a moment. What? Did that happen? He was under the impression that goddess types couldn't even do that unless they wanted to! "A... A what now?!"

Anais wouldn't know it, but her mentor had been quite worried about giving her a bad experience. In the meantime, Anais didn't know if it was possible for this man to disappoint her or anyone else at all. In truth, she was quite sure he wasn't displeasing in the least but a different problem might appear some time in the future. Well... that was a thought for a different time. "Hai, I'll make sure to put it to good use..." she mused about her experience. Of course, she hadn't yet realized that she had received experience for her, minor sexual encounter, but that was something for her to think of later. Right now... Ailen was speaking on ASMR? She looked at him with a raised brow as he explained it's definition and his understanding of it. Anais was shocked, she wasn't sure that information would make any real sense to anyone besides herself and maybe a few others who came from where she did. "Oh? Does magic truly work by pure imagination? it's odd, ASMR is one of those weird things, that technically can't be scientifically proven because not enough people have the same experience... it isn't something easily quantified because emotional responses to audio and visual stimuli can't be accurately measured. Anything you come up with about it, would be interesting and likely helpful so I'll look forward to it. I'll also consider more imaginative uses for my magic... I hadn't considered that there was no real cap on what it was capable of," she mused. All the while her eyes were drawn to this man cleaning his face. Oh? This was going to be another of those things she needed to avoid lest, she have one of those throbbing feelings occur at the center of her thighs. Ah... this is why sex was sinful wasn't it? Once you did it, once you fully understood it... it just plagued you forever. No matter, she'd do something else, like look around the room taking in the change to the look and atmosphere with a huge smile spreading across her face. "Woah? I love autumn... I wonder why it changed," she mused. Was it set to a specific timing? Or was it mana controlled? Or was it something else entirely?

Sakura spent a long time in contemplation to come to her conclusion. This man's answer afterwards, gave her the realization that he did indeed say what he said simply to be invasive. Well, it wasn't as if she was unused to adults asserting themselves into the situation of her life. Several of the adults in her life had done something similar just a few hours prior to this when she'd dragged this lad home. Charles immediate response was that he was already married which was something Sakura had come to expect. In truth, this exact line of thinking was something which she aimed to avoid for the most part. This lad had an overt focus on his ideals and while she didn't understand them she wasn't the type to impose herself where she was unwanted. Strangely, the lad himself hadn't said he didn't want her, it was as if he was content to make everything so much more complicated than it needed to be, even while having obvious examples of how it could work out, being paraded before his very eyes. Whatever the case, the words of this man were rather ominous, as he claimed they were basically married, Sakura had been avoiding telling him that information given how distraught he seemed to be about what a marriage was versus how he perceived it. There was important information to be taken in though, like the fact that Charles presided over Order as a concept. "Huh? Of all the things said to you... the creation of children causes you that much pause?" was Sakura's question. She had a look of pure curiosity on her face, not that she confirmed or denied a pregnancy, their marriage or anything like that.

"I expect nothing less," Ailen said regarding Anais's use of knowledge. She'd surely do something excellent with it, even if excellence was determined only in terms of leisure quality. It didn't matter what she chose, though. Knowledge utilized could never be considered wasted in Ailen's opinion. Speaking of used knowledge, there was this strange ASMR phenomenon he learned of from Anais. She explained it in greater detail, delving into how it affected all people differently and had not been properly explained by science as a result. Ailen already had some insight on that. "That makes sense. From what I see, the studies you speak of make no mention of the spirit. Remember that all mana flows differently. Texture, density, affinity, circuit patterns, and so on. There are far too many aspects for any two people to share the exact same mana signature. Say this ASMR thing affects the soul by interacting with the body's senses. Surely that would explain the different effects, no? If we think about it this way, I'm sure we can reach several easy conclusions about how it can be better utilized," he explained. In a matter of moments, Anais was commenting on the room and its autumn-like visuals which recently appeared. That was an easy explanation. "It changed because of you. More specifically, because I've been metabolizing your mana since we entered. Each member of the Myouou has a room connected to our primary Spiritual Core. As we change, so too does our room. Your mana is most attuned to this season, so assimilating with it produces this effect here."

In another realm, the strangest discussion continued. Charlemagne obviously heard what was said. He obviously knew what was meant. He had to be one of the humans with this issue, didn't he? "A pregnant girl! You know... one with a baby in progress? A bun in the oven? You mixed up the Bisquick, now there's pancake batter on the griddle? You're not gonna go skipping breakfast; it's the most important meal of the day," the man explained. As for why the alleged pregnancy was the biggest deal for him, Charlemagne could only stammer for a moment. Eventually, something coherent would emerge. "Well yeah?! Why wouldn't that be the biggest deal?! I don't even know what the Power of Order or whatever is, nor do I know why you basically just said we could be married! Now there's a baby out of nowhere!" he babbled. With a sigh, the other male spoke again. "See? That's why I decided to skip the middle this time. Anyway, you two already know you've got to stick together. Now you both know it can be permanent. Kazuhiko, before you ask... yes, that counted as a confession. I know it, she knows it, you know it. So, questions? It's not often you get to have an audience with a god among gods, you know? Take advantage."