Miko was certain Kazuhiko wasn't going crazy. At the very least, he wasn't the first to fully recognize one of the voices in her head as aligned but separate from herself. That being said, Miko was individually several people with varying personalities with a few shared interests and types of things they enjoyed. She might have been more worried about that, but after her odd dream and coming to terms with Kazuhiko she didn't truly consider this particular oddity anything to worry about. Speaking of that oddity, Kazuihiko thought it sad that they were sharing so much and trying to converge without fully living. "I mean... I consider us all to be a united front, when I realized I was shutting them out, I let them them in instead, giving allowing all the voices not just my own, though I hear them all as mine here," she prefaced about the nature of Gaia as non-magical. "When they are ready I don't intend to stop them from doing anything... but the only time I've ever seen us all together is in my dreams," she said of the grouping within her mind. All of her most present selves existed and interacted within her dream space and through her music, she supposed if that was possible so was anything else. As he buried himself further into her womb, one of those little happy notes slipped out of Miko's mouth her body tightening against his tool as he worked himself into her depths. "Ooh♪~" she sounded off initially. "I think so... she's probably the most present one as she was originally my protector... though she was apparently sleeping before," she said wistfully. Ah, but she wasn't sleeping here. No, for as long as she'd been on Gaia, trying to divert her attention away from Kazuhiko, this one had been awake. And maybe for even longer than that, as those in the know would find, that little flicker in Miko's eyes to be most responsive under direct questioning. Now for instance, that little light flickered like a candle in Miko's eyes. She'd been showing herself to a couple of people on this planet for quite a while. 'Of course we can hear you. We're waiting for you to want to hear us!~' that voice in Miko's head sounded like her own but it reminded her more of the quiet shining figure in her own head.
At the same time, Konomi was having a look at herself in the mirror. She felt like a lush in the present moment, a bit too intoxicated for normal thoughts or actions. That much was at least obvious given the fact that she was still physically responding to being plowed, even though she seemed to be concentrating more on her recently enhanced senses. All of hers had gotten more than a minor upgrade and sensation and sight were increased enough that it was taking more brainpower than her drunk self could manage to process the situation. "Eh? You're teasing..." she muttered as she looked into the mirror and made eye contact with the lad. She could see those glowing eyes even clearer now, they were eerie but inviting, no wonder she hadn't been able to say no. "Eto, my senses have been enhanced but I also just feel wasted..." she observed. "At least the world isn't spinning," she mumbled. Normally when she felt this intoxicated, she ended up bent over a toliet barfing her guts out.
Still, Sakura was being offered more of Hiruko's understanding of life. He claimed that she could cut him out, or even betray him if she wanted to, that he'd get what he wanted in the end. That was such an interesting thing for him to say. "That method of thinking is almost demonic," she mused in a teasing way. Of course, she meant it, in absolution, but she was sure this world didn't acknowledge demons properly either after her dealings with Ryohei, so she'd simply say that and move on. At the same time, she was given a bit more to process about Hiruko's personality as she took his words to mean that she didn't have to feel stressed about holding herself to anything specific when dealing with him nor did she need to endanger herself to protect him or his interests. At least, that was how she took such words. There was a kiss shared between them that ended with a bit more sake entering her mouth through Hiruko's parted lips. She'd experienced something like this a few days prior, but just the same was enjoying it beyond reason. She wouldn't be pulling away until she allowed her tongue to explore and lap within that space quite a bit.