Charles Patricius

Though he assumed rudeness had been allowed to escape his mouth, Rita claimed Hiroshi did no such thing. Her words were more curious than anything else. Nothing had truly changed, but Hiroshi knew nothing of that. What he did know, was how strange he had to be in comparison to these humans... for so many reasons. "Understandable, I suppose. If what you require is a more intimate approach, it seems you've made the right choice. That sort of thing is more up my alley at this age," he said. As the elf Ailen, he'd been quite the rambunctious youth learning from his mentor. That, however, was several human lifetimes ago. A few resurgences had been brought about recently, but he still often took a more relaxed approach to all things now. Of course, there were always exceptions to be made. One such exception was the willingness to involve a third person, though that was apparently unnecessary as Rita had no such intentions. As she began the process of pulling at his shirt, Hiroshi decided it was nigh time to do his part. One arm stretched downward to grasp at her shirt from the bottom, where he'd aim to lift slowly and carefully while being stripped of his other arm's sleeve. One way or another, this would be an undertaking.

Speaking of undertakings, Kazu was not having much luck. Before anything else, Kei decided upon an outburst in which she questioned his arousal. Frankly, Kazu couldn't fully explain it if he tried. He would, however, try. "Because dumb magic stuff, and everybody around me is for some reason a ten out of ten with very different appeal points! It's like an endless adventure of... well, sex! Dealing with all of you lot, I'm just rock hard all the time now with all this extra mana!" he explained to the best of his ability. Neither Kei nor Angelica would be receiving favors, it seemed. Kazu's limited options had been reduced to a whopping zero, by his count. "Chikusho!" he groaned. Exasperated, Kazu flung himself into the kitchen, fully erect and without concern. "Fine, fine! If nobody wants in, can I just watch you guys play? Maybe that'll give me a chance to calm down," he requested. Kei wasn't fully out of the proverbial ball park yet, of course. Without much thought, Kazu was bringing himself and his stiff tool to her side of the table, where he had little choice but to sit well within arms' reach.

A very clear bit of communication occurred and Rita couldn't have been more pleased about Hiroshi's response. Of course, it was quite odd that he was okay with how very frank she was, usually there was a certain personality trait shared by people who enjoyed her bluntness. "Yeah, this choice was made semi-logically~" she agreed. To be honest, she'd been propositioned a few times in the last couple of days, technically, but this one she decided on herself felt like the best option. A man who suited her tastes, who could give her honest opinions, who wasn't a homicidal maniac nor an underaged boy. Yes, all could be put together into a good time of appropriate mental fortitude. And so it began properly with two people disrobing each other and oddly enough, in shifts. A gentle lift of her own shirt between removing his arms from his sleeves was something which would happen. Despite the initial aggressiveness, this was a rather slow and admittedly relaxed process. Underneath her shirt was a lacy strapless bra and beneath her skirt the matching thong panties in black. One other thing that might become a thing of interest was the large tattoo on her outer left thigh which looked like a tribal rose with thorny lines through it.

Moving on from this, Kei expected many things, but an honest explanation for the horniness of Kazuhiko wasn't among them. It wasn't as if she was unused to the 'average' male explanation. She did have an older brother who was 'normal' as the world understood it, and she saw him as stupid. At the same time, Kazuhiko explained himself and complimented everyone in the group without hesitation, so quickly and openly that Kei was completely caught off guard. Her lip quivered, her face flushed intensely and her eyes returned her cards as she legitimately cried internally. "WHAT?!" she then immediately coughed. "I mean, I guess... that amount of honesty is acceptable. Though you could have held back some!" she said not even sure how to reply. 'He claimed we're all 10s so he means me too! He can't be this nice, it's so fucking weird!' she thought immediately. 'Why didn't Mi-sen tell us!' she thought immediately. All the while Angelica watched as Kei panicked with a bit of interest. "Guess I'm going first..." she said as if there was an agreement. "Of course you can watch, and see how good we've gotten!" Kei said earnestly. "Yeah, Chuck, relax... " Angelica said as she looked over her hand. Though she quickly noted the skittishness of Kei about the entire situation, she'd almost think the girl was a virgin based on the way she was avoiding looking at Kazuhiko's erection. Obviously Angelica had no care about his nudity nor did Kazuhiko himself, but it was noted, and Kei was... internally terrified. 'Don't look!' she thought, closing her eyes, perhaps it would seem like she was strategizing? Yes, she could hope for that sort of outcome.

Whatever logic Rita applied to her choice was a mystery, though Hiroshi could see some possibilities. By his approximation, someone of her stature should be receiving a minimum of two or three propositions a day on average, in this world or the next. Those sorts of things from humans tended to come with a need for selectivity. Hiroshi would take this selection with honors and savor the moment. Such was the case even with a most casual lifting of Rita's shirt, and... oh, what an interesting thing he saw beneath. He'd seen only two or three humans making the decision to adorn themselves beneath clothing, and could assume many more did the same. A new type of appeal had been found. With Rita's more mature form, and the odd lack of support straps to that bra, Hiroshi found the garment... perhaps more suited to her than others. He'd not yet seen everything, but his gaze fixed onto Rita's torso. Style aside, she clearly had enough mana in her body to cast very powerful spells, should she develop the magical knowhow. "Well, that is interesting to see. I would be willing to believe this was made exclusively for you. Moreover, this is a body type I've not seen since coming here. I may even say someone of your stature doesn't belong in this... area," he said carefully to avoid claiming Rita belonged in another world. "The idea of seeing more is intriguing, to say the least. Shall we go for more suitable positioning?"

Meanwhile, Kazu's ears were being assaulted again. Kei's outbursts were becoming a pattern. Did she think it strange that he openly acknowledged the attractiveness of everyone present? Well, he'd always been that way... but there was more. Kei claimed he could have held back with the honesty, while in truth... "I did." Indeed, rating everyone a 10/10 was just casual acknowledgement from Kazuhiko. Each of the people he spoke of had individual appeal that would rocket them beyond the scales, albeit into entirely different realms. What he didn't hold back on, was his casual approach to the pair as their game began. It seemed he could completely ignore the fact that his erection was higher than the table he sat at, reeking of almond and lychee. He didn't think hiding it or putting it away was necessary, but it seemed to almost naturally lean in Kei's direction once he sat next to her. Kazu even opened a discussion as if nothing was amiss. "Any deck changes since earlier?"

Thing seemed to have slowed down but were still progressing as Rita would have liked. Though it was quite odd to think about the logic she applied to her choices, she didn't second guess them at all. This was to her the best choice for how she currently felt, though the truth of Hiroshi's mental musings weren't something she'd be able to comment on. Whatever the case, by the time her top was off she was left with a man obviously inspecting her choice in undergarments. Once a long time ago, a friend had spoken to her of the necessity to dress to impress especially when you weren't feeling your best, and she saw the truth of it repeatedly through life. "Hm, another compliment~" she said a smile on her face as she found herself naked enough to feel slightly embarrassed. Still, there was nothing but appreciation coming from Hiroshi and as such she didn't feel negatively. "Things like that will make a girl blush, I get plenty of compliments but none like that. These are hardly made to order, there are shops dedicated to just items like these. The one here is great everyone goes there, great selection..." she claimed knowing that most men had no need of such shops but might be inclined to spend on their significant others and appreciate what was found within. "Hai hai~" she said about the proper positioning. She'd give a bit of pause to unzip her skirt and upon opening it allow it to fall around her feet revealing both a pretty lace thong with double strings and that large marking on her leg before moving to fall back first onto her bed and motioning for Hiroshi to join her. If comfort was a thing, this would surely be most comfortable for both of them.

Meanwhile, the operation for keeping herself out of Kazuhiko's direct line of fire was working for Kei... at least a little. She was managing a bit of distance and giving herself something to do with her mind, but Kazuhiko was hitting strange markers and exceeding all general expectations for the male population. Her mentor did that sort of thing for her, but she didn't expect a random teenage boy (even one who'd lived a thousand years) to not be lying or hiding something. Ah, but no, he was so honest, he even clarified that he had been holding back. He apparently had more to say but stopped it at his already outrageous statements. "That... doesn't make sense. I mean it does, but it's outrageous. What even are you?" she found herself asking with no real thoughts about getting a legitimate answer. Angelica on the other hand decided to speak about a specific thing instead, "Hai, I added the card, Preserver of Life, which seems to help against this constant milling function whenever I actually draw it," Angelica said proud of her own minor adjustments. "Yeah, that really is a good play... especially when the mill is a great card," Kei said, appreciating the change in tactics which led to a similar development. "I also added one, but I haven't drawn it in our previous match yet, so... it's a secret~" Kei mentioned, still not looking towards his cock she pointed to the third card in her hand, 'Immortal Emperor's Ashes,' which allows the sacrifice of her Servant to destroy artifacts on the field and then resummons the servants after a certain number of turns. She'd not yet gotten to try it properly but she was aiming to test it out this time.

Many discoveries had been made, and many more would be made soon enough. Rita's undergarments were not quite made for her. Alas, that hadn't been the whole meaning of Hiroshi's statement... but he couldn't specify at present. They were certainly made for her type of woman, and by Hiroshi's account, she may as well have been subject zero. "Well, I've seen these things a few times before. Perhaps you fit into its target audience perfectly? Regardless... by my experience thus far, you could easily be viewed as the template," he harped. That statement only became more prevalent when Rita agreed to repositioning, and proceeded to drop her skirt. With the full view of such a physique in his sights, Hiroshi was easily halfway to an erection by the time he reached the bed. What may have been ridiculous before, had only become more so by that time. Stranger still... was what Hiroshi saw. It took nothing for him to loom over the woman where she lay, left arm supporting his weight by her right side, while his right hand was drawn to that unusual sight ─ the tattoo on Rita's leg. Well, perhaps humans in this world called it a tattoo... but it was no such thing. That rose was a thing of magic, of a variety Hiroshi had never seen before. He couldn't resist touching it, if only to get a feel for its composition. Alas... he gleaned nothing from it. "What an interesting thing you are..." the elf in human skin muttered.

What was Kimura Kazuhiko? That may have been a question for the ages, as many had wondered over the past millennium in another world. There was always one answer ─ something he'd let himself forget until recently. "Just an adventurer who likes to see all the cool stuff. Don't think about it too much," he affirmed. With that, Kazu supposed he would be distracting his horny mind with one of his favorite things: card games. It was always good to see new players enjoying the game and tweaking their own decks. He couldn't wait to play against the lot of them, win or lose. Apparently, both girls at this table had some alterations made since he saw their decks last. Angelica had an excellent technical card to bolster defenses against control strategies, and Kei had... what was it? She didn't say, so he had to look where she pointed more directly. Ah, but doing so required a bit of leaning toward the lass ─ leaning which reangled his erection toward her side as he drew close enough to read the card. In Kazu's mind, the card was the only thing of importance here. It seemed to be the perfect counter strategy against Angelica's addition. This girl was going to be a monstrous player. "Eh? Those are some good strategies on both sides. I'm not sure if I fully explained side-decking, but you're allowed a certain number of cards to swap out between rounds of a match. You could both maybe use those to fit in some extra copies of important strategies, or even searcher cards to help you get to them in tough matchups like this. That'll only matter in official matches though," he explained nonchalantly, seemingly ignorant to his own dick pressing against someone's side at the time.

Rita according to Hiroshi hit the target audience of the undergarments she wore perfectly. A little smirk came to her face as she thought about that sentence. "You really are great for a girl's self-esteem~" she claimed. She was human enough to know that most times things like what she wore now, were advertised for much fitter bodies than her own. Supermodels weren't just curvy women who lived in small towns and would have been considered fat by the masses. Ah, but that didn't truly matter, as Rita look her place on the bed she'd find herself being examined more thoroughly with a near giant man looming over her. "I am not the biggest person but I feel small today~" she claimed while thinking it over and enjoying the sensation of being a small and loomed over, perhaps something else that she had in common with a certain member of her family. Soon enough his attention was drawn down to the tattoo on her thigh, a mark which seemed to elicit a certain response from the tall man which made Rita chuckle as she looked down the length of both their bodies. His touch upon that mark made the woman squirm just a bit, but that could have been a simple matter of sensation or perhaps something a bit deeper and less understood. "It's just a souvenir from my wild youth..." she mused. "Though I still don't remember getting it. Apparently, I don't often get blackout drunk, but when I do, I make-out with bouncers and get tattoos~" she explained as her fingers traced the lines of his shoulders down his fore. He was surprisingly fit, she decided. There was something exciting about the idea of this man appreciating her form and even being so interested in little things like tattoos and other such things.

There was something that Kazuhiko would always say, something that even Angelica had heard before though not so much in recent times. It was good that when faced with a question of his existence he came back to the point. "Ah? You're still saying that? It's been a thousand years, Chuck," Angelica said, but even though the words sounded terse there was a smile on her face. She liked his consistency. Kei's eyes widened at the words he'd spoken and the confirmation of Angelica. A question she'd not expected an answer to was given and it was such an earnest thing. Kei found herself glancing over at the lad, with wide eyes, 'What? How can he be like that? Well... Ruri-nee wouldn't lie but guys usually do. And then he's a god but he's talking about just being an adventurer. He's not just talking himself up and trying to impress,' she thought. Too bad, she wouldn't be given time to process her confusion properly. As she spoke of her new strategy and managed to actually show the card she added, it would seem that Kazuhiko was a bit too close to her. He was poking her in the side with his still erect cock. A deep red flush filled her face, but his comments weren't even about that either. No, he was busy complimenting their changes in strategy and even giving more genuine advice. "TOO CLOSE!" she exclaimed pushing herself away and in the midst of her freaking out, managing to send her own chair rocking. 'Oh, this is is. I'm going to die like this...' she thought not even knowing how to react to what was happening as she didn't have the extra legs she was used to, in order to reassert ehr balance.

What Hiroshi did for someone's self-esteem, was no concern of his. As an elven teacher, he believed there was only one worthy of intentionally raising the spirits of: his apprentice. In that case, it was his self-assigned duty to nurture a soul until it flourished, and further until his own no longer did so. In this case, he was still only speaking truths as he saw them. Well... that couldn't be said of one thing, which he could not pin the truth of if he tried. The thing he observed on Rita's leg was not some souvenir, and could not be attributed to a 'wild youth' as she put it. The longer Hiroshi touched it, the stranger he felt deep within. How marvelous. Even in this world seemingly devoid of magic, one could still find great mystery. Perhaps he'd stumbled upon an ancient relic from before the time of planetary severance? None could say. He could say, however, that it remained ornamentation upon a body made to create. Hiroshi supposed he should be making some progress... but where could he start? His hand trailed up Rita's body via that same side, slowly encroaching upon her bra. However... "Perhaps this is a strange time to say, but I am not familiar with the removal of this piece here," he admitted. It didn't seem reasonable to just pull it over Rita's head; that thing surely wouldn't even slide over her chest.

Kazu didn't intend to change any time soon, whether it remained a fear or not. He was some sort of divine entity reborn of the Nexus, yes, but none of that changed what he wanted to be. Adventuring, having fun, seeing and experiencing everything possible ─ these were his desires. Even though a bit of deviance had been thrown into the mix lately, the root would not change. "It'll be ten thousand more years before I stop, Ang. You'll understand when the adventures finally start, I'm sure. So much out there is so awesome, and even if you revisit something... it could be a hundred times different from the first trip!" he rambled. Soon after, Kazu's distracted state would come to an end. Card facts and adventure musings all came to a screeching halt as Kei had an outburst... and a bit of a tumble. Well, that couldn't be allowed. Before the fall made much progress, Kazu was no longer sitting in his original place. Like a blur, he moved to the girl's other side, where he waited in crouched position with both arms outstretched. He could have used his excess of energy to do something, but second nature to Kazuhiko was physical. As such, he'd catch and carry instead of erecting a barrier or something like that. "Woah woah! What even happened?!" he asked, failing to realize his own body was involved with the situation. Damned be the fact that what jabbed at Kei's side would now be against her back.

Perhaps at some point in time, Rita would come to know of the amount of devotion and care placed into her niece by someone technically outside of their family. She'd be happy to know of it, as the girl had a very interesting set of motivations and feelings and showed some signs that Rita could see from a mile away. But for now, she was testing the waters with such an individual herself. And finding him strangely enamored with that mark on her leg, though he had nothing to say about it aside from his general interest. Perhaps tattoos like that were quite uncommon for him. What was legitimately uncommon for him though was, undoing a bra. "Really? Hm, well I suppose I could see people throwing themselves at you and stripping themselves..." she said giving it a bit of though, She'd raise herself gently and explain the situation, "It's just a clasp in the back, they get a bit more numerous the more you have to work with, but... they are pretty easy to handle with a tiny bit of practice," she mentioned. "You want me to get it, or do you want to try it yourself?" she asked honestly. Since she was leaned up she could do it herself, though she'd have to use him for a bit of leverage. He could technically do it with one hand if he had the proper dexterity though it could take a moment for him to figure it out. They were far from rushing for any reason so that was fine. The one she was wearing was three hook clasps but they could be as numerous as 7 or as few as one depending on the size of the breasts in question. Practice was always good to get in when it could be achieved.

At the same time, Kei was busy sorting through her thoughts. Kazuhiko was apparently just a really honest and nice guy. He was giving out compliments, thinking highly of girls playing strategy games and even downplaying his own existence as he saw it. His niceness and modesty simply didn't make sense, for all the males in Kei's life, she'd never encountered one like him, in her own age group, interested in her without some abject negative. How was she meant to respond? Well... Angelica wasn't so hung up over the small things. If Kazuhiko said it would be 10,000 more years and adventures made stuff this much more worth living, "Hai hai, when I finally go out tomorrow... I'm trying to have an awesome time. And I don't know, I might not ever stay home after that," she said with her nose turned up in the air. How would everyone like that, if she was the one to go missing. Still there was the push, the call of too close and then an impending fall. And from Angelica's perspective she saw the movement of a shadow and then a catch as a chair would have fallen and a girl hit the floor. But no noise occurred instead Kazuhiko was holding Kei and she was looking at him with his manhood against her back and her whole face a brilliant shade of red. What even happened? How could Kei explain this? He was a boy, not her perfect match just a guy, having a normal conversation with her. He wasn't lying, or trying or doing anything weird. He wasn't full of himself or overcompensating or anything and he was interested in her and too close and just being nice. He'd even managed to save her from falling and she didn't really expect anyone to just talk to her aside from her friends. And given that she was a spider and monster who couldn't talk for quite a long time it was kind of amazing that anyone was listening to her and complimenting her as she was, just her and her brain and her decisions and....

It was too much. So much in fact, that tears welled up in the corners of her eyes and began to fall down her face. She couldn't stop them and when she opened her mouth only cries escaped. "It looked like she pushed too hard and fell but I don't know why she's crying," Angelica said quickly. Such would be the scene that Kazuhiko and Angelica were left to deal with as a gentle call came forth. "Tadaima~" called Kaguya as she, Miko and Ai entered the front door after the concert. They looked over to see, Chika naked, leg twitching atop a strange table which hadn't been there before. Her eyes swirling, her bow wilted, mumbling nonsense and Miko's ears were immediately accosted by the cries of Kei. "Hm, that's an interesting sound after so long," she thought gently as Ai handed over the case with her piano and Kaguya dropped shopping bags so that they could figure out exactly what had happened.

It wasn't necessarily the case that women threw themselves at Hiroshi and took care of their own garments, so much as it was a lack of such clothing from the start of any encounter. On the other hand, he had seen one or two women who were quick to begin disrobing themselves in this world, for whatever reason they did so while pretending it was an accident. Regardless, he now had Rita explaining how the article worked while lifting herself to leave an opening. She could deal with it herself, or he could do so. Of course he was going to take matters into his own hands. He saw only three connections between sides ─ something he could manage with only two fingers and a thumb. As such, he reached even higher. Hiroshi's thumb sank slightly into one side of the bra while his fore and middle fingers pinched the other. One, two, three clasps were separated in quick succession with no difficulty whatsoever. He'd be seeing a full release of Rita's upper half in mere moments, all after some simple commentary. "Hmm. Understood. I suppose that is far better than anything I was thinking. Let's see what other secrets can be discovered today, shall we?"

Ah, but Hiroshi wasn't the only one finding secrets. Kazu's night was soon to take a drastic turn. Angelica spoke of taking those first steps outside and perhaps never returning home. He would have said something about going on an endless journey that involved no official home. He would have commented on the appeal of the wanderer's lifestyle, and how he'd sampled it many times for years each time. He would have said anything, but... then there was the sudden tumble of Kei that had to be addressed posthaste. Mostly, Kazu wanted to know what was even happening to cause this situation. If something was his doing, he'd surely work toward righting it... but that wouldn't be the case. Shortly after being questioned, the red-faced, white-haired girl burst into the most confusing fit of tears he'd seen in decades. Angelica didn't know why she was crying. Kazu didn't know why she was crying. Perhaps the world itself didn't even have an answer, but that had become the more important thing here. "Uh─! I've got no idea what to do here! Are you hurt?" he questioned rapidly as other voices could be heard nearby. Finally, the others had returned from that concert... with interesting, if not terrible, timing. Perhaps they could help, or perhaps this situation would look far worse than it was. Either way, his erection was rapidly fading as priorities shifted.

Rita was more than prepared to undo her own bra. It wasn't uncommon for it to be a point of difficulty or pride to be able to take one off without a hitch. In this very moment though, it would be... Hiroshi, deciding to undo the bra himself. Just a two fingers and a thumb and after the explanation she found herself with her bosom bounding free of its previous prison. "Oh? That was swift and efficient~" she praised. In truth that was usually something she didn't expect, and with the freedom of her chest there wasn't anything stopping them from progressing a bit further. Apparently, it was much less stressful than even Hiroshi thought it would be initially. She'd move up a bit and peck the lips of Hiroshi, simply because it was something worth doing in the moment. "I don't know how many secrets are left but... sounds like fun to me~" she expressed in the moment. With his frame still looming over her she had every reason to believe this man would be doing something quite interesting rather soon. That being said she wouldn't be stopping the physical contact between them and would be instead reaching for his manhood and performing her own sort of inspection with a few stroking motions with firm wrist and light fingers to help him along the way.

Meanwhile, both Kazuhiko and Angelica were at a loss and Kei wasn't able to put her thoughts together enough to express herself. Her tears weren't sad tears, she was simply overwhelmed. This was way more than she bargained for, not physically but mentally. "Don't look at me, I don't make girls cry, Chuck!" Angelica asserted, being little to no help in the situation of a crying girl for obvious reasons. At the same time, Kei was asked if she was hurt, and while the answer was no... when she opened her mouth she was still only crying. She managed to shake her head, but she had to close her eyes. This was quite embarrassing overall. Meanwhile, the entrance of the three girls would be gently paused within the living room. Obviously they couldn't leave Chika splayed out on a table, twitching and murmuring incoherently. "Should we move Chi-tan?" asked Ai who was ready to help. "Yeah, it'll be easier to deal with Kei afterwards, besides she'll need a minute to calm down anyway..." mentioned Kaguya who grabbed Chika by her twitchy leg's ankle and Ai picked her up by her arms. Miko joined them walking over and peeling back one of the futon's covers and allowing Chika to be gently placed within and then, dutifully tucked her in. "Chika no here. Chika gone... it was so much..." she murmured softly. "Yeah, I know... I know... do you want something to eat, or some water?" asked Miko, while Kaguya and Ai headed for the kitchen."Umhm..." she said about the water, though she'd already shaken her head no to food. "Hai hai, I'll be right back," Miko said as she picked up her case and joined the others. "Oya? When I heard crying this wasn't what I expected to see," Kaguya said as they walked towards the kitchen to see Kazuhiko, nude with his erection less erect than it'd been in hours. And he was holding a crying Kei with a confused Angelica just sitting at the table, cards still there and a hand basically clutched to Kei's chest as well.