Sakura for her time spent talking to the mostly sleepy Kaguya and the seemingly energized Miko was settled. She had new names to call everyone and a happier visage though she seemed to be curious about multiple things. That man they'd been interacting with, the strangeness she felt in the house and something else. She couldn't be sure about everything but she knew she needed to be here for a while yet. Meanwhile, Miko was busy primping for reasons she couldn't even understand right up until the moment the house began to shake. A fall and a thud and a groan and in the hallway of this small house, lay Angelica who seemed to be a bit worse for wear and also stark naked. "Ugh, that was rough... I feel terrible," she murmured. Miko peeked out of the bathroom with wide eyes still a little shaky. " We all do over here. Good evening, Princess..." she managed only for Sakura to come barreling around the corner. "An-chan♥! He did it♥~" she was so pleased. Kaguya for her part in this had woken to the shaking and stumbled forward. "The hell... " she murmured. Sakura was already busy helping Angelica up and taking her somewhere. "To the room, can't have a naked woman in the house when we don't know where Sai-nii is~" Kaguya managed in a somewhat joking manner. Miko finished up brushing her teeth as those pulses continued.
She didn't know what to do, but she was definitely going to wait and see what else happened. And low, a couple of minutes later, she was stepping out of the bathroom again balanced on her toes and hearing a familiar sounding voice. She she looked up and saw someone flying towards her and it almost seemed to be in slow motion. Hair, face, muscles... dick. Huge Dick, Great Dick, Godly Dick! 'BOX IT!' she slammed it shut in her brain but she could hardly move. Like a deer in the headlights she was stuck and this man with a full erection completely naked was flying towards her. Sakura and Kaguya were emerging from the room they'd laid Angelica in and Miko was on a collision course with the last person she wanted to be in physical contact with or maybe the first. She fell... her body in that slightly tight hoodie. Her face flushed red her eyes, closed tightly. Maybe she was more tired than she realized. Surely she was dreaming and this wasn't happening. Surely, she'd not made the fatal error of seeing something she shouldn't have. Repress, box, close, quiet. She needed her heart to stop beating so fast. She was sure it was radiating throughout the entire building. 'Stop. Please brain... stop!' she tried to shut down the function, tried to lock it away and forget it. She tried so hard... but what would her best efforts amount to?