Charles Patricius

One thing Kazu didn't need, was a good word on the behalf of Kaguya. He hadn't seen much of her, but he'd seen enough of her personality thus far to be excited. Moreover, in terms of what could be seen visually, her Avatar in the other world had quite the risque look about her. Once Kazu was inside and not being distracted by the sound of Konomi nearby, he managed to think of a comment. "If she wants a good word, I'm still looking to fill this new phone space~" he stated. Mere moments after stripping his shirt away, Kazu was already being assaulted by the brunette. Thinking back, he was beginning to develop an understanding of Miko's unusual muscle obsession. If he had another shot at Saori, he'd probably make another discovery of his own. For now though, Kazu would simply be on the receiving end of Miko's tongue as it accosted his abdomen again. It seemed he wasn't the only one keen to get started; she was even getting at his pants already. "That's a quick inspection! I didn't even get a chance to start!" he declared while scrambling to reconsider a plan of attack.

In the meantime, Soma's attack strategy was in full effect. Entering Konomi's womb was something he found no difficulty doing this time. In fact, it was far more gratifying than it had been earlier in the day. As for the utterance Konomi let slip, she diverted all blame. That was fine. "It doesn't matter. It's not like this can be stopped," he asserted. If anything happened, it wouldn't be the first time Soma kept up his deviance in the face of a store clerk today. There was even a chance that he wouldn't have to do a thing. Konomi's breath over the mirror was unnatural, magical in nature. Such capacity being unveiled so soon after entry was a good sign of eventual power, and perhaps even some... 'accidental' applications of said power. Soma considered this a time to push further, and so, he did. Konomi would find herself being rammed against that mirror for the foreseeable future, as if there had never been a break from their previous session.

Hiruko took his time to enjoy the sight of that boat ahead of him. The man who would be captaining their 'private' tour was at the ready, and so too was a woman who would usher them onto the boat. All he needed was the arrival of Sakura. Lo and behold, she appeared promptly enough in a sundress and some interesting sandals. When she called out to Hiruko, his attention was grabbed and held firmly. He didn't understand why someone like Shota thought to make such a girl into more than she was ─ more than even he was. From head to toe, he'd yet to see a single fault on this one. "You don't leave much room for comparison, do you? Open shoulder, toes out... hmm. Actually, I know where we should go after this. As for what I think..." Hiruko paused there, extending his right hand with a light flourish. "I think you deserve an escort. Your carriage awaits, milady♥~" he said. The moment his hand would be taken, Hiruko intended to make way for the boat.

A good word for Kaguya wasn't really necessary. Miko knew this, Kaguya knew this and most importantly of all... Kazuhiko knew this. Based on his own few interactions with him, he seemed to think that a few pictures would help. Miko heard him, "Box it, I have quite a few good ones of her. Actually, I might have become quite trigger happy when taking pictures lately~" she mused, knowing that in this particular situation Kaguya wouldn't mind sharing. Of course, there was one in particular being held ransom, but all the others were fair game. Still a happy little glint danced in Miko's eyes as she allowed her tongue to casually dance around the groves of Kazuhiko's abdomen. His thoughts about Saori were also shared by Miko, if she felt that wasn't an easy bridge to cross, she could see herself asking for a bit of assistance breaking that ice. Soon enough she was pressing her lips into the spot directly under his bellybutton pausing to speak to Kazuhiko's current assertion. "Too quick? You'll catch up though right?~" she offered him a wink as she unbuttoned his pants. It was really easy to let Miko get ahead of herself and everyone else. Once she started on a plan of action she was hardly dissuaded from it. Even so with that little kiss she stood again, making sure her own bags were also discarded, if they had a bit more time and they were less noisy they could easily be a bit less hasty. She saluted the lad, in front of her and as such presented herself for inspect, though... that wasn't what they'd been discussing before, it felt right in the moment.

Konomi passed all blame and apparently Soma was willing to accept it. Such was probably going to be the nature of their relationship from now on. Still, there was now a magical fog against that mirror and it was only growing with the exhales of Konomi's breath. In fact, even as she was being rammed into properly there wasn't anything she could do to stop the movement of her hips or those exasperated exhales leaving her mouth. Ah but it wouldn't stay against just that glass for long, no as it increased in volume it'd begin to gently roll out from under the door, like the fog her surname implied. Even so, she'd feel another building wave of pleasure in her loins, each movement and bit of roughness contributing to her body and soul's understand even if she wasn't actively capable of doing an act of creation as easily as those born for it.

At the same time, Sakura would be noticed and greeted by Hiruko. She seemed to be quite happy with her choice in attire and it seemed that Hiruko appreciated it as well. He claimed that she left no room for comparison, and then he went on to appraise her appeal in a very specific way. She enjoyed talking to him for exactly this reason. Anyone could look at her and see she was beautiful. But details mattered more to people like Sakura than most. "Oh? Really... I am quite enjoying this day already~" she said about the potential of their next stop while even moving on their way to this one. "Ara? Is that so, well... I won't turn down an escort from you~" she said teasingly. "Arigatou, Hirrun~" and just like that she took his extended hand to make her way onto that boat. She knew that this was likely an unusual situation, but Hiruko seemed to make such situations pretty normal. She could enjoy the time they spent together on this river without being pestered or annoyed by the presences of others, it would offer clarity and fun. Besides, she'd never been on a boat like this before, it would be a fun experience maybe one she could set up for the others as well.

To no one's surprise, Miko already had pictures of Kaguya. Kazu would have a look at those at his earliest convenience, though he retained the desire to have images taken with the intention of his personal viewing. "I'll take a look, but still. It feels different if it was meant for me, you know?" he replied. Kazu was also quite the trigger-happy lad when it came to taking pictures of late. He'd almost taken out his phone and impulsively snapped a series more times than he could count today. Oh well; perhaps he'd adjust. In the meantime, he had to adjust to this form of Miko. They hadn't been in such a rush before. He did have some catching up to do, as Miko was keen to mention. Once she moved away from his abdomen, he was almost free enough to begin... almost. Of course, Miko was already unzipping his pants. He could think of no better time to grasp at her shirt from the bottom, beginning the process of lifting it. "On it! Never had a problem catching up before~" he claimed.

The state of another dressing room was changing gradually due to Konomi's in-progress evolution. Mana density was rising alongside the humidity. All could be seen across the mirror initially, but the more he thrusted, the more Soma witnessed the visual signs in the open air as well. This sort of mana consistency wasn't something he imagined seeing in this world. Soma could only take so much credit for the event; he was only advancing her latent potential to the surface. "This was a better choice than I thought. Can you see it?" he asked, curious about Konomi's awareness as he churned her womb.

Sakura was allegedly enjoying a day that had barely gotten started. The smirk on Hiruko's face couldn't be peeled away; he had many things in store. "You'll enjoy it even more later. Just you wait~" he urged. Escorting Sakura onto the boat was step one of twenty, or perhaps even more. First and foremost, he'd step onto a boat lined internally with windows. There was a long table along the middle of a single room, surrounded by two-cushion chairs. One end of the room even contained a large television. By Hiruko's order, there was also a closed curtain between the car and the boat's captain. "We're touring Okawa for the next two hours. We can enjoy breakfast and the view. Movies are also an option here, but I thought it would be best to save that experience for the theater tonight. So... breakfast order?"

While they prepared to dive into yet another sexual encounter, a light discussion was shared between Kazuhiko and Miko. It would seem that they were developing a hobby of casual conversation during sexual encounters, this time in particular, it concerned images of Kaguya. While he'd have a look at the one's Miko had, he apparently would like ones taken for him. Miko nodded, "Hai hai, I get that. I actually feel much the same way... there are few things I have to double back and get for myself as well," Miko mentioned. "Still, remind me in a bit, I'll open that folder," she mused, knowing she'd already separated the images on her phone into their own categories for her own peace of mind and password protected all of the images which were less than safe for work. Still, she was unzipping his pants as he began lifting her shirt. Her body would be revealed without much interference from her, though, admittedly that t-shirt was quite form fitting. 'I need to know why all these clothes are so small,' she said about the Dream Eater paraphernalia. She found herself looking up into Kazuhiko's face from her current position and taking it all in, enjoying the difference but also looking forward to a different interaction in the future, she smiled. Still his words were encouraging and made her feel happy to be here.

"Ara? Someone's getting the hang of it~" These were the teasing words of Kaguya as she saw a bit of fog from beneath one of the stalls. Mana was something she could still feel pretty well, even though she was a bit bogged down by the atmosphere on this world now. As for Konomi herself, she was enjoying the repeated pounding against the deepest parts of herself. "Ha...ah...ha...." she was breathing heavily and looking around, she could see the fog settling around them and on the mirror... "It looks like advection fog..." she mused well perhaps that degree of hers could potentially come in rather handy. If she could identify the fog caused by her own heavy breathing she might find it quite easy to understand magic fully. Her hips continued to move and she could feel the that orgasm building further and further, she was sure when it finally happened something would become clear, and hopefully it'd be her vision.

In the meantime, there was fun to be had for Sakura who was joining Hiruko on a boat. He claimed she'd have more fun later and she could only smile appreciatively. This particular set-up was very elegant. Sakura look at this table and the curtain which kept them away from the captain while having a look out of the windows as well. "Sugoi!" she mused this was an interesting view. According to Hiruko, they'd be touring this river for a couple of hours, as for breakfast Sakura gave it some thought. "I am not familiar enough with the food here to be completely sure of what I'd like to eat. I like sweets... would that help you pick something for me?" she asked. All of her food choices for the last few days she'd been allowing other people to make for her, strictly because eating in this human world was almost purposeless.

Miko would definitely be getting a reminder from Kazu about those pictures once they were done here. Of course, that was assuming they didn't accidentally get themselves wrapped-up in another ten-hour session. "I'll remember. Maybe. Kinda focused on other things opening," he admitted. Once Miko's shirt was lifted, he moved right on to the next maneuver. One of Miko's legs would be lifted and held atop Kazu's forearm, all for the sake of preparation. His other hand took the liberty of ensuring his trousers were fully dropped around his ankles. Achieving comfort aside, they were in a hurry. "How's this? I kind of wanted to try something like it yesterday... and this morning... and again this morning," he declared.

It seemed amidst all the panting, Konomi had something constructive to comment on. A bit of knowledge based in science would likely carry her a long way when utilizing magic. Determining the type of fog she was breathing could be a great start. All Soma had to do for the sake of enabling, was keep thrusting. Ah, but he would also express the slight surprise he felt. "You can manage words? I thought they were gone already," he commented. If she could speak properly, she could handle more. More would come swiftly as Soma took hold of Konomi ─ this time by both wrists. He'd henceforth leave no wiggle room inside the woman, nor would he leave a lack of disturbed peace to the world outside. Anything the masses didn't hear straight from her mouth, they'd undoubtedly hear from all the skin slapping as he recklessly pounded away from behind.

Once they were aboard the boat, Sakura was given a choice of meal she couldn't make outright. Hiruko didn't find anything strange about that naturally, though it did pair strongly with other strange things surrounding Sakura. She spoke of sweets, which he wasn't sure about the existence of. He had to think for a moment. What he came up with wasn't a certainty. "I'll have to check. If not sweets, how's sashimi? They'll probably bring enough of that for both of us anyway, just based on my order. I'll be right back," he said while shifting toward the boat's rear for a word with the otherwise hidden staff.

Kazuhiko would be admitting soon enough, that he was more focused on opening something else in the near future. A grin came to Miko's face... "This is why there are boxes~" she mused. Her own lack of focus usually made her categorize things and her psychiatrist had recommended the boxing exercise when she'd admitted to the pure chaos of her mental faculties all the time. Soon enough her shirt was lifted and Kazuhiko's pants had fallen down by his ankles. Once everything was in place, Miko had a leg being lifted, as Kazuhiko admitted to wanting to try this same thing at least thrice in the past 48 hours. "It's great, Charlie♪!~ And if you want to try something, I'm always up for it♪~" she said excitedly. With a little wiggle of her body was already prepared for this, odd though it was to be on a semi-constant state of arousal, Iino Miko had come to terms with the nature of her body and knew that Kazuhiko could push himself inside without any problems, to punctuate this issue she would leave him a teasing little statement, "Now then, fuck me 'til my leg gives out, or they get caught. You know, whichever happens first♪~" she teased more than ready for the next few moments, and remembering his desire to be spoken to in her most direct way from time to time. Even as she heard the sounds from doors over as clearly as she heard her own voice, she was prepared to be entered properly, sliding her own panties out of the way and revealing her always moist folds ready for penetration.

Meanwhile, Konomi seemed to be adjusting pretty well to this whole, deep penetration situation. Though her own heavy breathing was something causing magic to stir within this little dressing room, she couldn't say she felt anything but better as they progressed. Even as she spoke of the type of fog that was descending from her mouth into the space, she received oddly enough commentary about her remaining words. "Ha... aha...ummm... well, don't hold out too long on that," she murmured about her remaining words. Soon enough, Soma was grabbing her hands and not giving her any space, but still ramming into her. Their skin slapping together was now a sound that permeated her own ears, and that thickening fog would only gain density as her tongue fell out of her mouth and she hiccupped with each and every push forward into her core. That limited tightening became almost a pulse as she approached climax more and more steadily and her body reacted naturally to wanting to be filled.

At the same time, Sakura was enjoying her new view and hearing the words of Hiruko. He claimed not to know about sweets, but that he was having Sashimi. She knew what that was, growing up where she did, it was a food of skill, but served with things which would make it palatable and not just empty as food in this world tended to be. "I'll eat Sashimi, I don't dislike it. Anything else you recommend I'll try... I am not truly picky," she said. The truth of the matter was, she could eat anything the same way she could accept any kind of mana. It just so happened that she had things she really liked already. While Hiruko was gone she excitedly looked out of windows and wondered about the nature of this river. Great bodies of water were usually very important, and she could imagine how nice this place was because of such a thing. She maintained a genuine curiosity and even a small smile as she appreciated the scenery, it was truly breath-taking.

The more time passed, the more Kazuhiko agreed without question how much Miko was willing to do. It almost felt strange to confirm how easily they could solve their persistent horniness issue with one another. They both had multiple options, but there was a certain comfort to the solid addition of a long-term comrade who could be looked upon for the same purposes. Perhaps that comfort came from another comfort. He could always relax in the presence of Miko, or more specifically Anais. This alteration to their existing relationship was surprisingly nothing short of a positive development. "I'll hold you to that," he agreed. Now, with Miko's leg lifted, his pants dropped and her underwear shifted aside, the switch was flipped by Miko. She spoke in such a way as to require no purposeful effort from Kazu. In fact, the way she spoke caused him to throb immediately. Given their angle and closeness at the time, he was already rubbing himself against her undercarriage without making a conscious effort. "Huh. Wow. Welp... allons-y, Annie!" he called out, bracing himself at the knees to lunge upward into Miko's canal.

Konomi didn't make it sound like she expected her own continued speech ability. Frankly, Soma didn't anticipate as much either. Evolution was a matter of trauma if one asked the right person. Life-altering events were the way to go, so of course... Soma had to offer a life-altering pummeling. Having that hold on Konomi's wrists allowed him infinite leverage while achieving great depth. The repetitive sound of wet slapping would continue for some time, functioning as a beat by which Soma would 'dance' at pace. Now was the time he'd begin applying a bit of mana to ensure Konomi had something more to build up to.

Before Hiruko made his way to find the chef, Sakura agreed to sashimi. They were both hoping for something sweet, but Hiruko believed a bit of sashimi would really complete the tour. "Sashimi and something sweet. I'm on it~" he said before fully stepping away. It would only be a matter of seconds before Hiruko returned, seeming content as he rejoined Sakura. "Good news, Sakucchi. Nerikiri and matcha are on the way right after the sashimi platter. We're in for a treat," he assured with an open gesture toward the long table. In total, it seemed there were twenty seats connected in pairs of two. Hiruko entertained the thought of this being some sort of couples' retreat. Luckily, they were alone and free from the behavior of other pairs.

Miko freely agreed to trying things with Kazuhiko because she knew him well. There was a certain likeness between them that it didn't feel endangering to offer him free reign even without full context. If he thought he was a foot guy, she'd let him use her feet. If he wanted to try and dominate, she could play submissive with ease, and if he wanted conversational romance she also be up for that. There was nothing in their friendship but comfort and home for Anais, and for Miko there was nothing in their sexual relationship but more of the same, how could she say no to that? Their desire for adventure in this way was too similar to be ignored. So when he claimed he'd hold her to her offer, she only had one thing to say with a cheeky smirk aimed up into his face, "Aye, Sir♪~" she offered her self in the way she liked answering him best in certain situations. 'Bet you'll fuck everyone you want to keep from now on. He just confirmed coming back to us!~' her mind chimed triumphantly. Beyond this, she'd given him just the right way to start up, and had been rewarded for it just the same. A phrase she'd not heard in a while slipped from Kazuhiko's lips, a new face for her, saying one of the first phrases she'd heard from him, one which hit her ears in perfect harmony with the way she felt. Her body hummed internally as he pushed forward into her loins and she found herself even tighter than normal given that lifted leg as he took his first plunge into her core. "Hm, hearing you say that is so great, that sound has some of the best memories of my life attached to it♪~" she sang softly.

At the same time, continued speech wouldn't really be possible for Konomi. The added forcefulness of Soma was one thing, but when his mana was added to the mix her brain lost the ability to offer anything but sounds. Their skin meeting was one thing, that magical fog from her lungs something else, and then... there was the feeling within her womb as she was battered into paste by a man willing and able to take full advantage of all the space her body had to offer. What would happen beyond that point? Well, that constant pulsing was reaching fever pitch and she'd find herself cresting over the horizon of pleasure for the first time as her core aimed to clamp down on what was invading her body. A moan would be escaping her added to the cacophony of sound coming from that one specific dressing room. "Ooooohaahahah~"

While Sakura enjoyed her view Hiruko spoke to the staff on the boat. And when he came back he had good news. He claimed there was a tea type she was familiar with along with whatever Nerikiri was, context clues and the goodness of the news, made Sakura believe that sweets were incoming after a more savory opening meal. "That is good news. I like sweets in general even ones I haven't had before~" she said seemingly truly excited about the prospect. The whole of this trip so far made her very happy to have met this man and more so than that, she was pleased by her current growing list of experiences. And why wouldn't she be? It was quite interesting to see so many new things during a time period where she'd expected to spend more time in lonely contemplation while waiting on a call from her friend group. She figured the activities of the morning must have been going well, since both her chat threads had quieted, but she didn't feel ignored at all either. She figured something of a discussion had to take place before she fully gave extra information to Hiruko, but she'd still enjoy his company in the meantime. "This place would be perfect for a group outing," she murmured about all the space. She assumed it was meant to be a more public thing, but had no problem with occupying a lot of space as a person. She found herself sitting casually and splitting her attention between looking out of the window and glancing over at Hiruko.

Kazuhiko found himself occasionally reverting to an old manner of speech lately. French phrases hadn't been common to him for some time, but he was beginning to feel a bit more... natural. Perhaps stopping to enjoy life, as instructed, was good for more reasons than he imagined. Even the ridiculous amount of sex he was having felt relaxing. Here and now, he shouldn't have found such comfort while half-nude in a public place. Well... it was a dressing room, but there was nothing proper being done. Oh well. Kazu was completely unbothered by the breaking of social norms. He thought only of the friction-filled lunge into a moist pocket of flesh ─ something he couldn't get enough of nowadays. He also had some great memories attributed to the use of that phrase. As he moved within Miko at a pace markedly slower than the rush they were in dictated, he recalled some of them. "Me too. Now that you mention it... we've got other world forms! Annie, we have to pull those out later for this! I've got ideas!"

All the while, any noise from that dressing room was drowning in moaning, grunting and slapping from another. Soma could see the progress of Konomi as it literally radiated from her body under his scrutiny. The wave washing over Konomi was one he fully intended to amplify... by adding to it. "Assault Command," he said in a voice that echoed. For the following ten seconds, Konomi would have her every ability enhanced tenfold before an eventual crash. In that ten seconds though, Soma would be tugging her by the arms and working his entire core to slam into her with great concussive force. By his approximation, ten seconds and additional fervor would be enough to bring about his own ejaculation ─ one he already felt building through various intense pulses.

Hiruko's return was soon concluded with the choice of a seat. The table in this boat was long, and he felt most right placing himself in the centermost position to the south-facing side. The best view on this trip would probably be Osaka Castle, he thought; that would be southward from this angle. A bottle of chilled sake was already in place on the table, complete with two cups at the ready. Though it was early, Hiruko never thought it was too early for a drink. He removed the bottle from its ice bath to go about pouring the first cup. All the while, Sakura was commenting on this tour boat's potential for group outings. "It would be. Do you want one? This one was canceled as a public tour. It wouldn't be hard to have it deemed officially unfit. It wouldn't be the first time," he mused. Hiruko may have purchased a boat or two in the past, even for similar reasons. "Sake?"

Kazuhiko and Miko were both finding comfort in their current endeavor. They didn't have to be this way, but there was something about the coziness of their interaction which made it so that Miko found herself enjoying even this extra deviance, not just because it was deviant. Sound was her trigger, so as Kazuhiko enjoyed the tight squeeze of her loins made even tighter by that raised leg, she enjoyed his French word usage, something which had been missing in recent times. As he pushed that entrance slowly he agreed about the nostalgia associated with his words and brought up an interesting point. They had other world forms, more forms to have deviance with. There were different parts, different heights, different body proportions. "That is a great idea. I do have something to do with Anais first, but as soon as I finish my next Avatar, all's clear!~" she chimed. She still wouldn't make herself a liar. Besides that she had plenty to look forward to, even so she'd enjoy the comfort and the extras of those other forms. "I have a lot of those coming up too, Charlie. There are a variety of me waiting in my head, I've seen a few and I have heard a few more~" she said in a teasing manner. Regardless she had no problem allowing Kazuhiko or Charlemagne to sample the forms of herself she created, in fact, it would only be considered more fun that way. She would enjoy that tight squeeze and the sounds and feel the building pressure as he worked his way towards her womb.

Light noise and conversation were being drowned by moans and aggression. This was par the course for Soma and becoming quite normal for Konomi as well. Here and now she was being reamed with ease. Even in the position she'd chosen and the leverage she'd given herself she was being overwhelmed. It wasn't a bad feeling though, and she was definitely gaining a greater understanding even if only through the natural inclinations of her body. Magic was being used and this time, it wasn't just words she heard, but a command she felt. It was seemingly triggered somewhere deep inside herself and she responded to it, accepting it and the boost that came with it. Her hips began to move rapidly in rhythm against Soma's thrusts. She seemed almost undeniably aggressive for a few seconds, treating her body as a moving wall against the battering ram that was his cock. She was squeezing, she was moving, she was giving heself an extended orgasm by contributing to her own movements at a much greater tilt. "Uuuuhaha~" another loud moan escaped her, but that constant slapping groaning and the sound of wet plunges into her loins were overwhelming. Such was the nature of that internaction... at least for ten seconds or so, until her body would reach climax again and fall off almost instantly afterwards.

At the same time, Sakura was finding herself sitting alone on a large tour boat with Hiruko. She'd been enjoying the scenery and thinking and would be moving to join him for a better view and a drink and for general closeness. "I would like one," she easily agreed in a manner which most would consider rude given he could have been joking. Having a boat like this would be great for the group and they could all go out together. She was sure that between multiple riders and knight classes someone would be able to man this vehicle. "Still, must have been a very interesting time for another one of these~" she said about the boat. As for the drink she'd take that as well, she was never discouraged from doing anything and no concept of the timing of things. She literally ate desserts instead of food a lot of the time, "I'll take some sake, I do enjoy it~" she mused.