Charles Patricius

Ai claimed she understood something, but Kazu had no idea what it was. He stood, blinking absently while trying to figure out the context of that outburst. Whatever the cause, Ai sported a flushed face the likes of which he'd seen earlier this night. "Understand what? Wait, you're not gonna burst into tears too, are you? I'm not sure I can handle that twice in one day... or decade─" he said, mumbling toward the end. Dealing with girls may have gotten easier over time, but he still couldn't call it easy per se. Regardless, it seemed Ai was taking interest in some of the games present at this park. Kazu looked around; it all seemed pretty standard for amusement parks and carnivals alike. He'd definitely enjoy a fishing game or the strength challenge, though the latter was notoriously impossible to win. Ah, but winning was the important thing here, wasn't it? As he looked out, Kazu remembered the sacred law of men on dates such as this. By tradition, he was morally obligated to win a prize for his date. With that in mind, motivation struck the lad with maximum efficiency. "YOSH! A thousand years in waiting, time to pick up the mantle! Wait... how does that work?" he asked of the universe. It was generally expected that the girl in this situation would simply find something she found cute or interesting, and the guy would immediately step up to win that very prize. With that not being the case currently, Kazu's sense of direction was thrown off a bit. How awkward.

The scenario Rita presented wasn't dangerous for her; of course it wasn't. Apparently, something about this position was always enjoyed by the woman. Maybe she spoke of the position itself, or maybe she spoke of her own active approach. Maybe it was both? Difficult as that was to figure out, Hiroshi had a way. "I wonder how you mean. I can name multiple things that make this enjoyable for me, but─hngh!" Hiroshi was forced to pause mid-sentence, and further forced to grasp Rita's hips with greater firmness and purpose. Strange as it was for him to experience sudden wordlessness, the visual of Rita's rear and the collapse of her walls from those spreading legs led to a ridiculous physical shock. Pacing was officially out of his control; it would take some focus for him to keep up beyond all else. "Ahem. But... ah... what makes it a thing of interest for you?"

Ai's understanding was actually related to Kei's crying fit, odd was it to hear Kazuhiko ask about it. By his own words, she assumed this was something which happened to him on a semi-frequent basis. "Iia, I mean, I do understand that better now..." she said carefully. "But I am not the type to burst into tears, mostly I just understand how many odd characteristics you have that could cause some strange reactions," she mentioned carefully. "It's really refreshing though, not a bad thing at all. I think it's great. I'm sure things like crying girls might make more sense to you a bit later~" she explained giving only a minor spoiler with no details at all. In the meantime their walk into gaming territory and the next aspect of their date, would leave the girl looking around the collection of games. What kind of item would she like, well... as she looked around there were the standard fare of stuffed animals and small trinkets all of which were nice but there was one particular kind of object which caught her attention, a strange keyring which she thought was cute. It was large, silver and seemed almost like a bangle or bracelet. "I guess it would mostly depend on what game you wanted to play," she said though her eyes hadn't moved from that particular object yet. "Would it be pushy to mention I want that? I'm not really the tsun-type..." she murmured mostly to herself. The object in question was attached to one of those hammer drop machines which was for the most part unwinnable, which was likely how such an interesting object stayed in place.

Meanwhile, Rita found herself in quite the enjoyable position for a whole host of reasons. The first of which was purely physical in nature. She was a person who liked depth and force and the sensation of working her own person. This particular set of movements were ones in which she was in good control of her own body and the speed and force of how she was receiving someone's endowment. There was also a bit of implied intimacy as her movements forced one to find grips on her person and even to respond to her movements. Her hips continued even as Hiroshi questioned her enjoyment while stating his own... or rather he would have, but a hiccup in his speech occurred nad it was worthy of note. "Ara♥!~" she chimed happily. She'd not seen this particular man lose composure but she knew her current actions caused that sort of thing from time to time. It made her wonder if he'd do it more... and then unbeknownst to her and much like her nice a certain drive was triggered within her. One which caused her hips to continue to shift aggressively specifically to interrupt the thoughts and words of the man whose body she was using to move herself towards orgasm. "What makes it interesting to me... well lots of things~" she explained as she felt the building pressure within her loins. "I like moving like this. I enjoy the position and the depth it provides. I like being in control..." she smiled and looked back over her shoulder. "And I happen to think you're really cute when you drop your line of thought and it makes me want to make it happen more," she claimed with pure deviance in her eyes. Well, she'd decided to be as honest with him as possible.

Ai provided an answer to his curiosity, though he remained ignorant of what she reportedly understood. At least she wouldn't be erupting into a crying fit and leaving him to pick up the pieces of a confusing turn of events. She realized what features of his could cause odd reactions, though. Well... that made one of them. Kazu was by no means a stranger to randomly crying women, but rarely was the reason clear. Oh well; he'd trust the clairvoyant who said it may make sense down the line. "It could not make sense for another 500 years, and I wouldn't be surprised. But... finding some sense in it would be cool," he commented. Moving on to the games, Kazu would have taken on any of the options. Luckily for him, Ai solved the other problem he was having. A little silver trinket was seen and appreciated, with Ai outright stating that she wanted it. How very helpful that was. "Iia, iia! I don't think it's pushy at all! I was actually uh... wondering if I trusted myself to pick something, so that helps me in the end. Osu! Time to win a thing!" he exclaimed while stepping toward the mallet game.

Hiroshi intended to find various similarities and differences between Rita and her niece. What he found instead, was stronger similarities in a more mature state. He wondered if this was what he had to look forward to in some future. The confidence Rita presented was almost akin to that of the divine. She was neither gaudy nor haughty, but she seemed to know there was a certain minimum value in her existence. These facts combined to make her threatening aura even more dangerous than her niece's, albeit minus the magical danger Miko presented... for now. Her movements each forced his by virtue of recoil and the like, and it seemed... the effect of halting his thought process was desirable. This wasn't Hiroshi's first time encountering such a thing. Anais was much the same, but there was something more threatening about Rita's approach. She had the experience to execute, and the confidence to put forth the required effort. If Hiroshi wanted to keep up for more than a few minutes, he'd have to look inward. "What an interesting thing to admit. You should know managing that even once is an incredible feat for anyone. I intend to be ready for any second attempt."

Ai would provide all the information she could to Kazuhiko as he worked his way up to completion. Though she understood his nature pretty regularly at this point, she wasn't the type to overload him with information nor the type to give away something he'd gain his own personal insight on. "I can say with certainty you won't have to wait so long as multiple centuries," she said with a knowing smile. Odd though it was, she did understand the nature of young girls. She understood the maturity issues of Shirogane Kei and her understanding of men in and around her own age group. Moving on from that point, her little musing was answered firmly. It wasn't pushy of her to name the thing she desired because he didn't trust himself to choose for her. "Sou ka, well, after knowing someone for more time, I suppose it'd be easier for you to pick. In my case though, I do like the look of that~" she mused happily. Of course, she liked the look of it, because she'd seen herself holding it at some point in the future, but she didn't have to share that information. "STEP RIGHT UP. TEST YOUR STRENGTH, WIN A PRIZE!" claimed the young man standing at the strength test bell. It was a large 22kg, mallet and a machine which often wasn't set to register even the normal amount of force that could be applied with such a thing. "IMPRESS YOUR LADY WITH YOUR STRENGTH, WIN A PRIZE!~" he exclaimed while looking at Kazuhiko. Though the lad was wearing quite the slim t-shirt, he didn't have a lot of bulk in his arms. A few swings were bound to be purchased with no major losses to be found.

At the same time, Rita teetered upon the most dangerous form of her own personality. She was far from truly self-depricating. She remembered a time where she and her friends had been a legendary group. Ah, but with the maturity of adulthood came honesty and truth slipping from her lips. She'd taken to answering Hiroshi's words and she interpreted his meanings the way her drunk mind would allow. Instead she kept up the movements of her hips, finding a rhythm she enjoyed and exploiting the forced movements of Hiroshi just the same. He claimed her admissions were interesting and that breaking up his thoughts was rare enough for even the first to be considered something of merit. "You say it's an incredible feat, but that doesn't make me want to try less, a girl has to have goals after all~" she claimed while the arch of her spine became perfect for her to work just her hips while reducing strain. "You can ready yourself all you like, I'll give it my all~" she claimed, in an oddly familiar way. In fact she'd almost seem to be stretching as just her hips bounced back against Hiroshi's pelvis. The sponginess of her bottom causing reverberations all the way down her spine. 'Aaah♥!~ That's so nice, I missed this!~' Rita thought as she continued on her movements right up until the point of climax was reached and even when it was her hips didn't stop their movements, instead the clamping of her sex upon him would be used to further that shock into a wave which led to her shaking hips and open mouth.

For the time being, Kazu had no idea what sorts of things Ai would like to receive. He'd know in due time, but it wasn't necessary while she was freely expressing her own interests. One trinket was to be won, and it would be with the simple swing of a heavy mallet. With the owner of this stall calling out to potential patrons, Kazu stepped forward. "I'll have a go, Boss!" he announced while reaching for the mallet. Only one arm was outstretched to grasp its handle. Kazu saw this as an opportunity to test his new body, and while only intending to check the mallet's weight... he accidentally lifted it with swiftness, letting it rest on his shoulder. 'Shimatta!' he screamed in his head. 'Well, that answers that. It doesn't even feel like Ren's sword now. I wonder if I can swing that one properly like this...' he thought further. Moving on, Kazu began digging into his pocket with his other hand. "How much per swing? I'll take two."

While Kazu was signing himself up for two mallet swings, Hiroshi was realizing what he signed himself up for. Danger didn't begin to describe his current situation. Nara Rita, much like the Anais he knew, motivated herself when faced with a challenge of deviant nature. Catching him off-guard was a feat, and she clearly intended to do it again. Apparently, she'd give it her all. Wait... her all? She wasn't already doing that? Oh. The grin that appeared on Hiroshi's face was somewhat nervous in nature. 'I see. I'm actually in danger,' he thought. Oh, how right he was. The arch in Rita's back became more prominent, and her movements became more focused from the hip area. He couldn't keep hold of those monstrous hips, so he did the smartest thing he could think of: he let go. Still in need of stabilization however, Hiroshi leaned to one side and grasped Rita's ankle. Both parties would henceforth move with their hips alone while Hiroshi witnessed the constantly rippling flesh of Rita's backside. It was high time he did his part as well. It wasn't enough to be knocking about in Rita's womb if she would be getting more serious. No, he had to go on the offensive. What better way to do so than with a bit of magic? He'd been at the receiving end of Anais's antics enough to have a few tricks available. In a matter of moments, it would seem almost as if Rita had inserted a low-frequency vibrator into herself, as opposed to a man. "Well, I suppose I should be doing my best to counteract that. Admittedly, I thought your best was already being presented."

Ai and Kazuhiko officially entered the next phase of their date, this time it was a game to be played. As the calls for people at this strength challenge were ignored by many, one young man stepped up the the challenge. "Hai hai! Those swings are 200 yen a piece or... 3 for 700," the explanation was given. Usually it took people three to even register a hit but that was on purpose. The mallet itself was quite heavy for most and it would be easy for many to lack the ability to control the swings. Ah, but such a thing wouldn't be happening. This poor man running this game had his eyes widened massively as the hammer was slung over Kazuhiko's shoulder at quite a fast speed. "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!~" came from the man aloud but Ai could only laugh, while he attempted to recover himself. "Heheheh!~ Kazu-tan, been chopping firewood?~" she asked in an almost teasing fashion, but his pickup of that weapon implied years of comfort holding something rather heavy in just one hand. 'There's no way a kid that pretty could actually be strong. Obviously he should be the sit-ups only type, lean and all... what is going on?!' the game runner thought. Still, whatever was decided it would be granted. "Step right up, Challenger and show us your mettle~" they held out the tray for the amount of swings and would set the machine to start its calibration. Of course, it had various marks and sayings all the way up its construction with a bell at the top which if rang would grant any of the grand prizes including the one which Ai wanted, that strange silver keyring.

At the same time, a sense of danger was settling into Hiroshi. Rita was indeed not giving it completely all she could. These moments required a bit of testing on both parts. Figuring each other out was all apart of the experience. It'd been quite a long time since Rita had used her body under the current kind of circumstances. So long in fact, that she was testing the waters bit by bit as she gained comfort. Her most recent orgasm, left her moaning happily as she shifted her hips against a stiff rod. She also noted after looking over her shoulder the slight change in Hiroshi. She noted the grip of her ankle and she'd definitely felt something like that before. "Mmmhaaa♥!~" a moan of contentment occurred before any real speech from Rita, a tiny bit of drool spilling over her bottom lip. 'Ah, I really might be drunk. It's great though~' she thought. Of course, the man was still holding up so obviously she'd not quite done enough. And what was more, she felt a rather interesting sensation from within her body. "Oh, well... you have to work yourself into some things. It's been a while for me so I am getting adjusted!~" she explained. Speaking of adjustments, "Don't know how you are doing that, but I like that~" she claimed immediately, but what would happen as a result wasn't anything normal. The movements of her hips became grinding and bouncy in nature. The circular work had her moaning her own happiness and further tightening around this man. The speed of her use of him also increased a bit. She couldn't help but work at him like this, wondering what his breaking point would be.

As he prepared for a pair of swings at this game, Kazu heard the most disturbing information. 200 yen for a single swing made sense. On the other hand, there was a phantom 100 yen upcharge for a third swing in one purchase. No matter the outlook, that didn't make sense. Why wouldn't someone just buy three individual swings at that point? This man reminded him of the way some vendors across Alaya who preyed upon beastkin and the like. In his experience as Charlemagne the adventurer, those types were milking others for their funds and products with no potential payout, more often than not. With these things in mind, Kazu produced 700 yen and hesitated to make his strike. "Sou... Alright. But say, what if I break it in one go? Do I get multiple prizes?" he asked to establish a verbal agreement.

The way Rita was moaning, any normal individual could assume the job was being done properly on Hiroshi's end. Alas, Hiroshi was no normal individual. He'd long since developed a sense to inform him of the truth, that in some cases... satisfaction and contention were not the same. Sometimes, enjoyment belied motivation instead. Just as his apprentice got herself into a groove just to go above and beyond, the same could be said of Nara Rita. This, Hiroshi knew moments before it was too late. No longer did Rita merely slam herself back against his pelvis. Now, she was bouncing and gyrating those wide hips in such a way as to work his shaft half to death. If there were any remaining questions about her magical capacity, they were rapidly disappearing. No human should be capable of her current feats against him, in or out of the magical world. The dangers were compiling, and Hiroshi was feeling far too much. "Hn─ This is warming up, is it? If that is the case, that matter of pregnancy will be fully out of my control," he warned one final time. At this rate, even as he focused his mana to enhance those vibrations, Hiroshi knew he'd soon enough lose all purpose in this meeting. Study? Experimentation? It could only last so long. . .

As this interaction progressed, Ai was left to watch Kazuhiko and see the type of man he was in a different sort of situation. She'd not had the kind of experience on Alaya which was shared by Beastkin or other less appreciated species. The act of a vendor trying to take advantage of someone wasn't something she saw outside of a few smaller situations. Of course, she was fine with seeing this particular situation play out, there couldn't be a good slice of life arc. 700 yen was produced and Kazuhiko apparently would be getting 3 swings, but the question he asked brought the worker back to their senses. "Hoh? This machine, is far from old, not the sort of thing that will be broken easily even by someone who can pretty readily handle the hammer," the vendor assured. Though he supposed to keep the lad's mind at ease and keep him rolling for whatever item this blonde with him wanted. 'Hehe, not like anything bad will happen. This machine barely registers even a full drop of the hammer. It definitely won't break.' thought the man. "That's a pretty steep question. I suppose if it actually broke I wouldn't mind letting you take quite a few things. I mean it isn't like I could do anything else with them, but it's definitely not going to happen. Though I wouldn't put it past, a strong young man like yourself winning a prize~" this man mentioned. 'Of course it isn't. I could run a few thousand yen out of him first. Then he can have whatever little trinket is appealing to the girl!' the vendor was prepared. And waited for Kazuhiko to take his first swing. "Kazu-tan, gambareyo!~" Ai cheered him on, like any dutiful date.

Meanwhile, Rita was seeking satisfaction and it was approaching her with swiftness. The movements of her own hips had changed enough for her to feel comfortable. And she began a different sort of dance against Hiroshi as she enjoyed the tension in her body and what felt like a gentle pulsing caused by his tool buried within her person. Surely that was just her imagination, something caused by being drunk or something. Whatever the case, she wouldn't be letting something so good go to waste while she could feel it. Those movements would continue for a short while yet, "Yeah, definitely warming up. I have to take advantage~" she claimed. Truly tools like Hiroshi's were far from common and as such needed to be, broken-in. "I already told you, it's nothing to worry about~" she claimed. and this was the truth, but why she thought it so, given how deep he was inside her, was anyone's guess. Instead, of thinking about it more, she began moving to the pulsing of that cock within her. Taking her tempo from it and moving each side of her rear on an individual basis. She found a rhythm this was which had her once more chasing orgasm all while squeezing the man buried inside her body to death.

The strength-testing machine in front of Kazuhiko did look quite new. Its condition was pristine, which frankly belied a lack of proper use. That sort of thing didn't matter to Kazu. What he didn't like, was the set of numbers quoted for his swing attempts. That sort of behavior was showcased by the worst merchants he'd ever seen on Alaya, and he would not abide such behavior. Besides... this was a golden opportunity. If he could win more than a single prize, he could earn what Ai wanted while also taking a gamble or two on selecting. Though the vendor seemed confidently doubtful in his ability despite the quick and easy lifting of the mallet, Kazu was given the clear for multiple selections in the event of a broken machine. "Quite a few, huh? That's not a very specific number. Could be three... could be everything. Weird how you don't think I can break that bell after grabbing the hammer like this, though," he added. Well, there was no need for further hesitation. Kazu's right arm rose, and so too did that 22kg mallet. Both swung downward so casually that it would look almost as if gravity was to blame, but no... that wasn't the case. Kazuhiko's strike was true, landing precisely in the center of that platform at the machine's boot. Initially, nothing happened. The meter did not rise an inch. In fact, the button he slammed the mallet against wasn't even pressed. Kazuhiko held himself back significantly, just barely avoiding contact only for the concussive force of his movement to burst outward in a localized sonic boom of sorts. In that moment, the platform shattered and the machine crumbled. The bell did ring, but only after it landed on the ground a few meters away, much like other fragments that had been sent flying.

Somewhere in Nara Rita, there was a monster. For her to just be warming up, she was doing a number on a veritable demigod. His apprentice could manage as much, but she was also a perfect match for the elf. This was unprecedented. Hiroshi had become entirely entranced watching either side of Rita's ass move closer, only to shift away as the other side moved. This was some level of cock abuse, surely, as he could feel every twist and rub with the two sensations overlapping numerous times. More intense still, was the squeeze. Hiroshi was no stranger to a narrow canal, but applied technique causing sudden changes could never truly be anticipated. Such was one reason for his warning, though Rita did not heed it. Oh well. It was no concern of his anyway, so Hiroshi did all he could to brace himself further. His otherwise free hand settled against the small of Rita's back, allowing a bit more freedom of hip movement on his end. Rita might find herself feeling moisture produced by a source other than herself. Indeed, Hiroshi had once again become prone to a bit of leaking; his mana squirted into her womb in quantities comparable to full human ejaculation. Frankly, it could easily be confused as such given the heaviness of his breath at the time.

The strength-testing game as indeed one which preyed upon the insecurities of the young and made them pay money to impress their dates. In many cases it was a winning situation for the vendor of the game, who gave away far fewer prizes than most game types. Beyond that, there was the fact that no one would really suffer from such a thing. That being said, Kazuhiko didn't seem to be holding any punches, in fact he pointed out the openness in the vendors statements. But there was a certain confidence in the man. "Well, three would be the same as the number of swings... doesn't really matter considering~" he said while lightly tapping the side of the machine. "Take your swing, the details are only necessary later anyway," the vendor said his patience infinite as he swarmily calculated the number of swings he could squeeze out of a young man with such a looker at his side. With her cheering him on, he couldn't walk away from the machine without a prize, such was the nature of mankind when dealing with the opposite sex. Ah, but such a thing wasn't going to be discussed immediately. A mighty swing was given and it seemed that if nothing happened because of it. An excited laugh left the vendor, "HA! SEE I TOLD YOU THERE WAS NOTHIN..." a pause happened as the machine rather suddenly shattered along with the platform and the man was left standing mouth opened staring at the carnage caused by a single incident. "IM...IMPOSSIBLE!" he screamed. All the while Ai just giggled. She'd not known what to expect of this little hiccup in their day but it was rather amusing nonetheless. "Sugoi, you really called it," Ai commented as if truly amused, how would this vendor be behaving though? That was an interesting thing to think about.

At the same time, Rita and Hiroshi seemed to be working towards a less ordered study of their bodies. Those more chaotic movements of hers, seemed to accomplish the kind of thing she aimed towards. She felt that spillage within her depths and it caused her great relief. Though she'd not truly stopped moving just yet. It was oddly energizing to feel such a thing, perhaps she'd truly missed the more reckless antics of her youth? That hand against the small of her back though and his still moving hips implied a lack of tiring. Strange, had things really changed so much, since she was last seeking such things. Oh well, at the very least such a sensation contributed to her own and had her lightly gasping for air. Ah, but there was also something else taking place, the activation of that large tattoo along her leg, which seemed to start teeming with mana after the release within her person. "Oh? It felt like you finished but you don't seem to be done just yet... I take it I shouldn't be resting now?" she asked from a perspective of almost genuine curiosity. Whether he came in her just the once, or did it a few more times before they tired out, wasn't really a concern, but not for the reasons she fully understood.