Charles Patricius

If nothing else, Angelica could be credited for her tenacity. Most targets would have collapsed under the weight of NanoWise's advances ages ago, yet still Angelica persisted against him. That simply couldn't stand. Her ability to procreate was far too powerful to pass on, but even an endless battering to the backside and a hefty load to the mouth didn't stop her resistance. He had little choice but to continue, as Angelica did seem to weaken over time, bit by bit. "Acceptance is compulsory. Subject has been deemed imperative to cultivation of stronger specimens. Subject must comply," he reiterated mechanically. All the while, Yugi was checking a watch that didn't even exist on his wrist. The cycles were continuing as Wise and Angelica both persisted, and he began wondering if 100 points was actually enough to make up the downtime. Silently did he decide on an arbitrary time limit, after which he'd probably increase the value once again. This sort of thing would have to be used as a hindrance in future iterations, or at least considered for it. The same could be said of the one called Black, whom Miko wanted to meet... but a date, it was not. "Mhm. If you want to meet him, clear your schedule for a lifetime. I can't even give an estimate for how long that'll take... which is more reason this is looking pretty... inspired," he said as if judging Wise's scientific decisions further.

Sometime in the future, Kazuhiko would be aiding Miko in the creation of some subspace... or even a return to Jupiter if they could find out how to make it a round trip without time-travelers' interventions. For now though, it was more imperative that their back-alley debauchery see a slight change in position. The rise of Miko's leg came with an arch in her spine, in addition to the added tightness he felt from her. "That's the stuff! Doing the thing!" he warned. Kazuhiko had no immediate need to ejaculate after the shift in friction, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to respond in kind. Miko obviously favored certain parts of intercourse, and knowing what one of them was... of course he'd utilize a discovered technique to flood her rear in a showing of gratitude.

Speaking of showings, it seemed Hiroshi couldn't study Nara Rita enough. Comparisons between him and human males made little to no difference, but self-realization of the link between Iino women was indicative of higher soul consciousness. He had to meet the one called Risa and confirm for himself a running theory. "Not quite the word I would choose, but that's a topic for another study," he mused absently. The near-strut from Rita toward the washroom was followed closely by long strides; Hiroshi couldn't keep too far away even if he wanted to. Apparently there was no need for the extra work due to something Rita called... Golden Week. Things called 'golden' were very different where he was from. "What is this... Golden Week? Is there a Golden King here as well?" he wondered without much thought about the massive structural difference. To Hiroshi's credit, though, his mind and eyes were elsewhere at the time. "Also, you'll have to forgive me if I mistook that enslavement comment in a more devious way than intended. I may be letting my own excitement run too freely of late."

Tenacious was indeed one way to describe Angelica. Stubborn, would have been the word that most chose to use when making that same kind of comparison, but there was nothing wrong with that. In this case, she was showing herself to be able to withstand the repeated torment being given to her by NanoWise, while not just submitting to becoming a breeding factory for the robot man. Continue did this robot to pound away at Angelica while claiming her compliance was compulsory. Claiming that she had to comply... well, that wasn't like her at all. She didn't have to, she was quite the contrarian. "Nooooo...owwwooah~" she moaned as a combination of stimuli seemed to converge. She couldn't say yes, to something compulsory. Even if it was for a good reason she had to remain strong, even if she wasn't currently standing. She felt it was good that she'd not gotten herself multiples of this man to deal with, she couldn't imagine having more than one and this one to deal with. She didn't even want to... Meanwhile, Miko was going through quite a few extra individuals while practically searching for a special one herself. Ah, but even if she didn't find one here, she was apparently arranging herself one with Yugi instead. Though that came with something cautionary, the ideation that she would need a lifetime, because he wasn't sure how long it would take, "That's not discouraging... sign me up, Daddy♫!~" Miko claimed without hesitation. She wasn't the little one, any time she answered with that type of affirmative it was with purpose. Just the same as her closing her mouth around an encroaching cock with the intention of vibrating it to completion while it moved unhindered in her mouth and throat.

A place for quick debauchery was apparently on their list of things to create together. A partnered project for their shared time together was far from something Miko would turn down. She also couldn't turn down complying with his orders and the happiness she felt from being gratified immediately afterwards. In this particular case, a lifted leg came with extra tightness and an exclamation that Kazuhiko would be 'doing the thing' that now had a very specific meaning in MIko's mind. And she wasn't let down as a cascade of his essence flowed freely within her rear. She felt energized by it, a moan slipping out from between her lips that would vibrate outwards in a pulse. "Aaaaah, I love the thing♫!~" she chimed as if it was the best feeling she'd have, and it truly was in most cases. There was a certain satisfaction she got specifically when being filled by Kazuhiko that she couldn't have explained, and this new sort of filling was exactly the sort she'd enjoy as well. Her main body had now been filled at least once each and that was something she could enjoy even in this rushed scenario.

Speaking of people who should be rushing, Rita seemed to be utterly relaxed for someone who had a store to run and a job to do. A chuckle came from Rita at the mention that the wording of genetic linking wasn't one that Hiroshi would choose for the link between herself, her sister and her niece. "Good luck with that, they are apparently hanging around while Miko-chan is here..." she said without thinking too much of it. The oddities presented by their famliar likeness was what Miko had describe das them 'sharing a face' and given they shared that, Rita figured they likely shared other things as well. Moving on from that though, there was a direct curiosity expressed about 'Golden Week' and what it entailed. "You are doing nothing to discourage me from thinking you grew up in the middle of nowhere..." she said honestly, but still she'd answer his question without thinking too much about it. "Golden Week is a series of four national holidays which take up about a week and a half of time. We don't have a golden king, but it celebrates the birthday of the turn of the century emperor, constitutional memorial day, greenery day and children's day... kids are out of school. Travel is popular, you visit national parks, gardens, take time off and the like, good for small businesses like this but it's also fine to take some time for yourself to celebrate the different things..." she claimed as she started the water for the shower. As was the case with most women hers was rather hot but not the complete steam fest of many. Afterwards it was made clear that he'd taken her enslavement comment a very specific and probably deviant way, she looked back at him a smirk coming to her face which moved that little beauty mark under her eye. "Good thing I meant it that way~" she claimed as she allowed herself to get wet and bent over directly. "Go ahead and slip in though, we don't have a lot of time~" she claimed as an open invitation as she picked out soap for herself.

Again and again, the subject of NanoWise's evolutionary plan rejected all notions of compliance. There was a fault in the system somewhere; of this he was sure. By all accounts, she should have been desirous to a point of obsession when it came to him. A state akin to that of Diamonds should have long since been achieved, in addition to one mimicking the Heart and, perhaps to a lesser extent, the Spade. His nanobot-driven mind could not make sense of current events. Ah, but perhaps... he didn't have to make sense of it. Perhaps it was in his best interest to simply change protocols and invalidate Angelica's thoughts entirely. It was for the greater good, after all. "Subject's opinion will be disregarded. Subject's compliance will be acquired by force. Initiating Breeding Protocol Three. Accept." Previously, 'accept' had been presented as a question at each turn of the tides. This time however, NanoWise did not await Angelica's acknowledgment. Tentacles that bound the goddess pulled her arms and legs up high, pinning her thighs against her own torso as if to initiate a standing form of the 'mating press' position. The nanobot tentacle in her rear had much greater freedom to writhe about recklessly, but most important for NanoWise was his body's heightened ability to slam into her womb while ejecting his essence into her, just as quickly as those cups took it from her breasts. Yugi had been speaking with Miko casually, but even he found interruption from the sight at hand. "Ho? Replicated robot 69 buffs. Nice," he commented.

That alleyway wasn't going to quiet down any time soon. The pair had much luck avoiding discovery thus far, and it seemed such luck would persist for some time yet. Just the same, Hiroshi had a stroke of luck continuing from the previous night. All the fun of sexual endeavors aside, Rita as a subject of study was most interesting. Well, that much could be said about the Iino family itself based on Hiroshi's observations thus far. He'd certainly be committing some deeper studies at his earliest convenience. First and foremost however, he was to learn what this Golden Week thing was. Humans were so strange for decisions such as a collective holiday, but he supposed he found no real fault in it. "So many things. It sounds terribly indulgent and asinine to me. Even so, there's nothing wrong with the occasional excuse to work less. Where I'm from, a person of repute would never take a trade they could not also take pride or enjoyment from," he explained whether that added to the strangeness or not. Whatever the case, Hiroshi was overdue for some minor hypocricy. He'd spoken of indulgence, but only one thought could cross the mind of any man when witnessing someone like Nara Rita bent at the waist the way she was ─ especially after her confirmed deviant clause of moments prior. "Well in light of that, I must instead beg forgiveness for any lessons I'll have to ask of you in future. I've always been told I am an excellent worker when driven," he commented lightheartedly. With that however, there was indeed no time to waste. It was not out of need to progress toward the working day, but instead a need to answer carnal desires this family seemed so capable of bringing forth. Two hands, two cheeks ─ a match some would say was made in either heaven or hell. That match would be made once more as Hiroshi positioned himself to return to Nara Rita's mysterious love canal.

A fault in the system was apparently the thought that someone wouldn't accept becoming a robot breeding factory, even if being a breeding factory was technically a natural part of their existence. A fault of technology not fully understanding spirituality was what was being shown in a moment like this. Still, it was rather interesting to watch if nothing else, the NanoWise was at least making the sorts of decisions one would expect of a hentai antagonist. It was always interesting when the plan was tossed away in favor of a single-minded goal. As such, NanoWise's new points were heard by all present and understood for what they were, Kimiko finished another round of Wises as Angelica was being further pummeled and pressed. "Noooooa-hyck!~" she murmured again. Still with his ability to drain mana from her and receive it in return, that earlier decision of 100 points was surely not the steep advantage it could have been. She wasn't even thinking of the game, or anything in particular really, she was just holding on to being contrary and to not falling to these tactics even as they pulled at her deeply. Her body was simply going along with the motions even though her soul wasn't in a place to be complacent. Ah, but that might become a bit more difficult as he was pouring mana into her womb with everyone of those major pushes forward. Those hiccupping noises would continue as gurgled noes were becoming indistinguishable language in the moment. Oh well, as for the conversation about the 69 effect it would be Kimiko finishing up Wises who commented on that and initially included Miko, "69 Nice!~" they claimed together. "Hm, it's a catch-22 and a surprising thing to give a robot. Wise you're so bad~" Kimiko claimed as she went on to her next target. Even with her slower start, it was much easier for her to catch up while one was out of commission for so long.

At the same time, a musical alley would be allowed its time, while a pair at a convenience store took a different sort of time. The fun of some deviant sexual activity with a friendly person was on the table for both Hiroshi and Rita, and neither would be turning it down. It would seem that they had appetites which could be considered near enough to each other to continue. Even as some normal things were discussed and showers were being readied for, there was a bit of a deviant edge. "Yeah, but as schooling is compulsory and some jobs have to be done... the indulgence is allowed~" she said of human life in general. "Still, it would be nice if everyone could do what they loved exclusively~" she thought that such a way of life would have been infinitely more interesting as a person who had such a wide range of interests herself. Still, right now her main interest was having Hiroshi bury himself inside her, and Hiroshi begged forgiveness and sank into her. She moaned gently while he claimed that he was a hard worker when driven, she could see that. "Hai hai, speed it up then, you have to keep up~" she claimed as she rocked back against him and moved herself forward. He could keep hold of her hips all he liked, it wouldn't stop her from choosing the rhythm she'd used to back herself against him repeatedly after that first alignment was made. And she chose one decently fast, as if there was some music no one could hear but her, playing in her head as she caused their bodies to collide repeatedly at a quick pace without fully withdrawing from him.

There were some questions to be asked of Wise eventually. Mostly, one such as Yugi would wonder what breeding kink-having nanobots had to do with the betterment of their group, when they all had such abilities and growth potential already. Surely there had to be some deviant excuse behind it all... or perhaps Uranus's leaders really had such a one-track mind that sought scientific development for the simple sake of it. That seemed likely as he watched NanoWise do everything but short-circuit against the resilience of Angelica. A machine could only do so much. Artificial intelligence showed its fatal flaw as it failed and failed to convert Angelica, and responded simply by exerting itself further. Surely another dose of this and another spray of that would work, it thought. This one had no apparent failsafe; it retried again and again, following a path of near-insanity as the outcry of 'no' continued. Sadly, it had no user making direct tweaks for one purpose or the other. All it had was the body of Wise and the majority vote in favor of its own goal. If nothing else, it could keep that Wise stable and ejaculating so long as it continued registering an intake of the subject's mana signature at the chosen rate and quality... which it currently had a solid pace for.

All the while, something surely and wholly consensual would officially begin again. Hiroshi entered Rita's core as if he belonged, and she in turn... immediately behaved as if he were a belonging. So dangerous was a simple shift back from Nara Rita. He thought squeezing her buttocks would be the go-to for this round, but Rita's autonomy said he had to grasp her hips instead. If he did anything else, Hiroshi's thin frame would have been launched by the impact of her ass in no time at all. "Keeping up is only the secondary concern for me when you do that," he mentioned. What was the primary concern though? Whether remiss or elated to say, Hiroshi could admit it was... survival, mostly. Being wet by the cascading shower water didn't help his stability at all either, but... it was going to be one hell of a journey before the convenience store opened again for the day ─ if Hiroshi didn't have a slip and fall.

Whether Wise had a deviant excuse or a purely academic interest in making his breeding kink nanobots, they were actively trying to complete their task. The insanity of the AI to continue trying the same tactics for an eventual result was something but there was also Angelica. All this time, she'd been held up and tortured yet, she still said no. This was all likely some kind of trauma related experience for her, stemming all the way back to her time spent trying to create a rift so that she could escape Aincrad. Her body was being pummeled, filled and held but those soft gurgling noises were becoming slowly more defined. "Nooo..." she moaned. She didn't consent to breeding without purpose, she didn't fall to the will or abstract thoughts of others she'd not experienced for herself. Her body began shifting and twisting. She pulled at those robotic tentacles which held her, even as one continued to writhe about in her other hole. "MORE!" wait... that sounded a bit demanding. Perhaps the issue with an AI was the lack of consideration for autonomy? Aphrodisiacs made her want Wise and want to receive him, but what would happen if the desire to accept and create became Angeilca's primary focus? An active physical struggle to take a more concise position was made. Angelica was lowering her arms, aiming to wrap her legs around Wise's waist... she was aiming to take control... this wasn't a time where she was being flung from one reality to another. No, something wanted her to make something and she was the one who got to decide.

Meanwhile, that convenience store was full of conveniences for its owner. One of them was a new store manager who seemed to be on call for something more than simple work related needs. The shift in his grasp was a usual one when she moved back against something, admittedly though, he had significantly more to work with than most. That backward shift had him reaching her depths and tickling something deep inside. Holding on to her hips was the right call she knew, but that wouldn't stop her from abusing his stance. "Secondary, huh? I suppose it's a pretty good place. Though you're telling on yourself~" she commented as she kept up her actions. Slipping in the shower was a minor concern, but precision in movement was the name of the game. As long as he retained human amounts of resistance, he could remain standing against those back peddling motions. If he wanted to be worked over, she'd gladly do it for as long as the duration of this shower, and until they reached satisfaction.

An artificial intelligence had its limits. Angelica was quite the difficult subject for the maiden voyage of its third incarnation. Still, the machine remained steadfast as well. Another 'no' from Angelica warranted yet another rise in intensity. NanoWise intended to avoid overwhelming the subject, but it seemed he had no choice. Alas, that 'no' wasn't the only thing Angelica had to say this time. There were differences to how it was delivered, and an unexpected follow-up of... more. Did she mean no more? That didn't compute. Actually, Angelica proved the exact opposite with her next actions. The struggle she took on was not the expected one of resistance, but of... taking control? Legs lowered, but did so for the sake of wrapping around NanoWise. Her arms were pulled down as well for reasons he'd yet to rationalize, but was this even something to stop? No; it seemed more conducive to the goal than anything else thus far. "Subject's actions unregistered in data cloud. Explain," was all he could say. Even the core Wise viewed this as an unexpected turn of events while watching. "Never seen that side, huh? Leave it to her to confuse a supercomputer with raw crashout energy~" Yugi commented.

Hiroshi managed to sign himself up for another dangerous session ─ both for the state of his body and for the state of his sensibilities. Whatever trait this family had to rob one of their reason, he had to find out eventually. Ah, but first he had to focus on keeping his stability. All that slickness from the shower was making things quite difficult. Each time Rita bounced against his lap, he was launched back slightly. The natural response was to clutch her hips and pull inward to further power his own thrust, but... that was the issue of slickness and the additional desperate, clawing snatches required for him to keep that pattern intact.

Of course, he wasn't the only one struggling. Another version of Wise was active on the surface world ─ specifically the one who belonged in this time period. Atsushi, as he was called off-duty, was presently moaning and groaning, tossing and turning in bed. The internet had not yet been restored in his new home. What else was there to do? Without some form of network connection, he'd have been better off slipping into a coma than sleeping, even if he still managed a long waking night before. Regardless, he was repeatedly checking his phone for those precious Wi-Fi signal bars, albeit to no avail.

Angelica was finding success, her movements weren't being hindered as much as she would have thought, and beyond that it seemed that NanoWise and his core self were quite confused. She didn't have the mental capacity to harp on that... no her focus was too narrow. NanoWise wanted to breed, well, Angelica would do so only on her own terms... if he was the focus he had to be ready to offer what she needed for such an ending. Ah, but Yugi had an explanation, she was 'crashing out' as he called it. Taking control, legs allowed to wrap around his waist would lower until her heels collided with the back of his thighs. Even if he fell forward and her back hit the ground first, she'd simply roll him into the position beneath her. However if he buckled to his knees she'd simply use her arms and upper body to force the issue and place him on his back while speaking in a bratty yet demanding way. "I said more! This is what you wanted right?!~" she further demanded, with leverage her hips could move freely and would crash into the man as her core aimed to clutch and take more from him than he could receive from her. Pulling inward magically was the name of this game, if only to ensure that she had enough material to work with to create as she saw fit. This for Angelica was indeed a matter of instinct and not necessarily one of finesse. And her attitude wasn't one of passive resistance but instead one of pursuit. He'd forced her to need so she'd take without reservation and wrestle from him control of this situation and that of his loins.

Meanwhile, Hiroshi was being used as an aide in the shower, with active potential for Nara Rita. The young woman was enjoying the fall of water and as she backed herself against Hiroshi, he clutched at her physically and grasped at her slick skin to keep up his movements. It was enjoyable as an experience and one she wouldn't be letting go of even as she felt a consistent build up within her core. Those internal twitches were becoming more frequent as the backward bounce of her hips became even more steady. She wasn't the type to speed up when seeking sensation, no she was one to hold it with a steady and experienced form. So easy was it, to hold Hiroshi's rhythm with her own body and so nice was it to feel that nudge inside her body which caused the start of the feeling of flourish before space was established once again. It was an easily climb towards climax which would lead to her, singing in the shower... as it were, when those movements of hers finally led to her eruption.

At the same time, a waking set of teens was experiencing life without internet. While one tossed and turned groaning and checking his phone... the other lay in her own bed. Blue hair stuck up over a pillow messily as her face peeked over the edge. She had her arms under that pillow and her feet in a semi-constant motion as the gentle tapping of buttons could be heard. "You're gonna drive yourself crazy, searching for updates like that... Onii-chan~" she said in a teasing voice. Admittedly she was doing all she could do, not to get up and storm downstairs demanding their service provider speed up, or allow her to help get it done faster. She knew it wasn't good for her to loom over some strange man just trying to do his job, but that didn't make it feel any better to wait either.

Wise's attention had been fully grasped by all that happened on Angelica's end. As he watched the nanobot-influenced version of himself be topped, flipped and rolled into mountable position by the blonde, he mulled over the missing variables in that technology's creation. All the while, NanoWise himself was only becoming more confused. Why was he now beneath Angelica? Why were all those refusals necessary, if she was just going to do more to enable insemination? It didn't make logical sense to the AI. This was technically some version of what he wanted, but... something else was afoot. Mana ejected from NanoWise's body into Angelica's womb was accelerating, and soon enough surpassing the pace of what he drained from her breasts. "Incorrect. Breeding Protocol does not acknowledge domination switch. Error," he stated in confusion. By NanoWise's approximation, the ideal circumstance for this session involved forcing a balance in Angelica's mana reserves. That balance was quickly being lost however, as his mana was rapidly depleting to fill Angelica instead. At this rate, NanoWise would be consumed before completing the execution of his protocols.

In the meantime, Atsushi's tossing and turning would get him nowhere. Whatever person had been assigned to establish their in-home internet connection could have been done within minutes of arrival, but they were probably being paid by the hour or something stupid like that. Annoyance was growing in the white-haired lad. That constant tapping of buttons from Rin's game had him tumbling more in aggravation. According to Rin though, he'd soon drive himself crazy with such behavior. Atsu's brow twitched then, only to rise when he heard her address him in that teasing manner. Quickly did he reach beside his own bed to snatch a box of tissues, which he would proceed to chuck across the room in Rin's direction. "Uruse! If anything's gonna drive me crazy, not having internet is gonna drive me crazy! Must be nice being able to enjoy offline games in this day and age!" he griped.

The tables had turned on NanoWise, who even as a supercomputer couldn't quite figure out how things were working right now. Breeding Protocols as he claimed them to be, were much different for those made to create in a more absolute fashion. All of his questions weren't ones that would receive a direct answer, but were instead the sorts of things that would be shown in a moment. On top and now doing an apt job of draining NanoWise, Angelica was finding her senses among all that aggression that she possessed. Perhaps she was still mostly focused on 'breeding' but it was a different perspective than the one NanoWise expected. And she'd be slamming her own hips on him as he was pinned beneath him and forcing with magical and physical exertion him to expel more of himself than he could take from her. "No error. Breeding is creation and that is for me to decide. You don't take you give... more!~" she exclaimed. NanoWise was in for a crazy ride, but Angelica was by descent one of the highest order creators in existence, there was no way once she decided to create she'd be limited by computer logic. For her, such things were actions of feeling, so... she'd feel the situation out, while taking massive quantities of mana to create that which NanoWise wanted but not with any method he thought it worked by.

While a NanoWise was being ridden into destruction, Atsushi was being annoyed by his lack of internet connection. His irritation was palpable to Rin as she laid in her own bed happily playing a game on her fully charged handheld. Her teasing words earned her a box of tissues. They hit her and she mockingly coo'd, "Ouch, Onii-chan is so mean to me... I'm keeping your tissues now~" she claimed as she moved to tuck them under her pillow. "Also, I've always said you should get yourself a handheld, a couple of cartridges and a full charge can keep your mind busy just a little.... and save your bed from all that flopping~" she claimed as she pressed the button to resume her game and couldn't avoid looking at the wi-fi, signal in the corner which also hadn't changed. Oh well, they were just handling their antsy behavior a bit differently from each other. At least neither had embarked on a journey into the lower house to hover around a technician who should be much faster at their jobs than they were...