Charles Patricius

"I've seen them before. They just all seem a little too crazy to be anything but a fantasy," Akira claimed about the 'whisper confessions' of convention enjoyers. He had to get himself to one of those whenever possible, and perhaps find the plain otome protagonist girl waiting for a furry gangbang. "Wait, have you been that protagonist?" he wondered. Chizuru made a mystery of herself ─ one Akira needed all the clues to. As for the older images and/or videos she had, the available things on her OnlyFans only dated back two years or so, and thus wasn't likely to have what he was asking about. She did have some older things that didn't quite make the cut for public release, however. That would suffice. Moreover, she added the implication that seeking that hard drive would make him more of a dirty pervert, which itself was another implication. "Does that mean the hard drive has all the really degenerate stuff a generalized audience wouldn't appreciate? Because that just makes me want to know what's in it more," he admitted. Either way, it seemed Akira would be observing two different videos within the week. Beyond seeing whatever she streamed on OnlyFans, he had to see the work-safe moments leading up to it. Since she let fans make decisions, perhaps he'd even insert himself as a donator with special requests? Time would tell. It would all be a good pastime before he could attend a convention of his own regardless.

Whatever Mitsuki's mental image of their would-be children was, it may have been quite accurate. There would be a lot of picture-taking in this future for her. "Take them all then. I'll take the ones of you in the meantime... unless..." Ajax paused there, sparing a glance in the immobile Shota's direction. True enough, the innocence of Mitsuki was a precious thing that required its due appreciation. Shota thought to poison the soil and let something twisted sprout in its place instead of cultivating what was perfectly good in its own right. That may have been his biggest crime in this situation. "What if I said we could have someone else for that? What do you think? Focus on each other for a lifetime, have someone else take care of recording all the best moments. We could watch a collage of the past year every anniversary and give ourselves goals to beat for the next one~" Ajax suggested, seemingly amused. With his hands on Mitsuki's breasts, he'd already taken the supposed liberties he asked about afterwards. She obviously had no issues with it anyway, and the words she offered in response were interestingly pointed. For starters, her comment on cute girls being flexible paired nicely with the separation of her legs for the sake of a tighter ride. "Flexible indeed~" was Ajax's immediate comment. Regarding the trust she had in him, however... she was very mistaken. It was nothing to worry about; Ajax would clarify a few things as he groped away and thrusted gently beneath her. "You can trust me all you want... but you can't trust me to not to take advantage of you. One thing I'm absolutely going to do is take advantage of you, constantly, until the day you wither away... whether it's because you aged yourself to death, or because you came hard enough for your soul to leave your body. That's the main liberty I'm taking. That's what you can trust."

Apparently, the 'Whisper Confessions' had been seen, but appeared to Akira to be too outrageous to be truthful. Little did he know the truth of conventions, theyw ere cesspools. She supposed it was still fair though, if you've never been and never looked beyond the surface, it would be easy to mistake a convention for just a nerd haven. And while it was that, getting like-minded and sexually frustrated people in a private space together was more or less bound to end in copulation of some sort. Still, she had questions to answer so she would while eating snacks, "I've played quite a few otome protagonists, but you can't just start with the furries. You have to prove you are animal enough to get invited to the special gangbangs. I didn't get a chance to be that one, I was missing equipment. Last time I saw something like that the girl was being played by a guy. I did watch though~" Chizuru mentioned as if it was the most normal thing in the world. She knew that Akira could find himself quite at home in the convention space. She truly couldn't wait to get him involved. Beyond that part of the conversation, she offered access to a hard drive which contained several dozens of gigabytes of her slowly progressing adult acting career. Was the stuff found there more than just the stuff that made the final cut? "Of course, not everything makes it past the editing phase. And even the stuff that does, isn't always just because the public wants or needs to see it. There is also all the stuff I couldn't get signed permissions to post... don't want anyone suing me~" she explained of the situation.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was busy... enjoying herself and her thoughts about gorgeously photogenic children. It wasn't her intention to make any, but if it happened she thought she might as well enjoy it, she'd be having a life time of Ajax which meant there was plenty of time for them. "Hai!~" she sounded off only to look at him while they discussed the picture taking of her. "Actually, I think that would be a good idea. It's always annoying when you want to be involved in something and you want pictures. And no one wants a camera glued to their hands during intimacy... and even setting up before hand can get a bit odd. But I'd like the idea of both of us being fully focused and letting a cameraman who claimed to want to capture everything hand it. It was obviously more important than the intimacy for such a person anyway~" she said again with that less than hidden amount of snark. Ah, but such was in her nature, soft and happy, always reaching out but with a little sting once the wrong side of her was reached. Beyond this point, her trust in Ajax wasn't going to be going anywhere, even as he explained things and got in on her movements by thrusting into her as well while she did those same motions over and over, enjoying the extra sensation of resistance being offered. "Wakatta." she muttered. "Still, if thats the main thing you're taking advantage of, and I can trust that action from you... I really don't mind. It's kind of weird to say, but I think there are worse ways to die than my soul leaving my body, 'cause Daddy's too good~" she explained there wasn't exactly shyness in that, but it was sweet and to the point. So with their discussions out of the way... she was sure they could continue...

Meanwhile, in the space where her paths once converged, Kama was dutifully working on her second child. So very careful she happened to be, working in the bits she'd obtained from Ajax and allowing most of the bits given by HIruko to take over his creation. So blonde, so sharp so very sleek. She created a lad with just a glimmer of the stars in him, but nowhere too obvious. She also created him as a tool of Karma. By inverting the way someone like Hiruko worked, she could draw this son of hers towards a certain man's bad karma targets. In her own mind, this would balance out any negatives that man caused and forever let him know that there was always someone better. Her male child in this case, would always be a good for those wronged by Kakihara Shota. "Ooh, seems like you're almost ready~" she mused pleased about the birth of her second child... but before he could spawn properly, something didn't feel quite right.

Chizuru's cosplays did lean into the otome protagonist, but she'd not yet been the target of the furry gangbang due to some strange, almost elitist customs in that circle. It was a shame; Akira thought they were missing something incredible by not including her. By virtue of that, he was also missing something amazing! "So no gangbang? Damn," he griped. Oh well; maybe one day he'd get to see something of the sort. Akira did think that mention was a bit specific, though. He wondered if Chizuru missed the furry gangbang, but still managed one of the more 'normal' variety? Time would tell, but first came another mention of Chizuru's old hard drive and the type of content it contained ─ what didn't make it to her profile. Interest was only growing within Akira, to such an extent that the words he spoke before the show began gave it all away. "So... any spoilers?" he wondered shamelessly. Of course he was planning to watch every piece of media he could access, but nothing was wrong with something specific to build anticipation further.

An early form of Mitsuki had all the potential to be... just as interesting as he remembered. She had a cute little streak in her that enabled the long-term enslavement of Kakihara Shota. That sort of thing would further fuel Ajax's goal with the younger male, cutting off his ability to claim a title that just wasn't his. More importantly, her self in the proper timeline would inherit at least a bit of this one's energy during an intended merger. "It's settled then. We'll be the biggest power couple in the world, and our ward... I guess I'll call little bro from now on," Ajax decided. Such would be the approach he took for a long, long future with Mitsuki. Even beyond that initial day, Ajax could be seen in Mitsuki's company, casually moving about in a nightclub. It had already been a few weeks, and Ajax now sported a skintight black shirt with short sleeves, skinny lavender jeans with multiple chains attached to his belt, and a shiny pair of black loafers. Naturally, Shota wasn't far from the pair who moved across the dance floor ─ keeping a recording just as he was expected to. By this point in the timeline, it may or may not have become obvious that some form of magical enchantment had been used on the lad. . .

Speaking of magical interventions, Kama's process of sculpting her second son was owed a response... from the son himself. The pieces she melded together fit like parts of a puzzle, but when she started tweaking the way karma applied to this new soul... the thing that didn't feel quite right to her was, in fact, the son's consciousness manifesting. Some of the old ones firmly believed individuality was the fall of mankind. The soul that began materializing itself outside of Kama's body may have been a shining example of that mentality. A boy in his late teens with light blue-grey eyes, pale skin and blonde hair that curled up in a point with a dark green spiked front, also featuring dark green bangs was soon glancing out into the emptiness around them. Completely bare, he sported a well-built runner's physique much like that of his father, a mystique and curious expression like that of his mother... and eventually a scowl that belonged solely to him. That scowl was aimed in Kama's direction as the boy's brain started functioning. It seemed he had reason to be displeased.

Before the anime started a question appeared about the nature of gangbangs, as the furry community was a bit more difficult to break into than one would think. "Eh? I didn't say that... but it's definitely not on my OnlyFans. It would have counted as a rape and I definitely couldn't get the consent forms signed, Yakuza are not about that sort of thing," she mused as if it was a reasonable thing. She'd once simply been doing a bit of self recording at a bathhouse late night and ended up in a compromising situation. It wasn't so big a deal anyways. As for the context of spoilers, "Several different characters, gangbangs, dubious consent, a few drunken party girl/ back of club scenes. And definitely all the con stuff I was involved in before..." she summarized without hesitation. Ah but he could have been talking about the anime, she thought to give that a go as well, "Unconventional main character powers... great for comic relief~" she finished up as she aimed to finally push play and start their anime watching.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was given an interesting thought, she and Ajax would be a power couple with a 'ward' that would function as their cameraman for the duration of their lives. Neither would need their hands for anything but whatever they wanted to do, and each other, it seemed quite fair to Mitsuki. "Yes, Daddy♥~" Mitsuki agreed. They could keep that young man for as long as it took. Mitsuki dind't really think it a bad idea, given the fact that he'd been so malicious towards a nice girl and likely wouldn't have stopped that behavior even after leaving her. With this their long journey towards the mortal lifetime, was something that would commence. Weeks passed and Mitsuki found herself dancing in a club with Ajax. He was dressed impeccably and she was still a bit awestruck anytime her eyes were allowed to simply rest on him. Their constant companion besides each other, their 'ward' who was still always recording. "You know, I definitely believe you're magical and all... but it is still really weird that it just works. Also... you look picture perfect!~" she chimed to the man as she was dressed herself in a light blue colored mini-dress and heels that matched, her face an almost permanent state of rosy pink as she enjoyed dancing with Ajax and seemed perfectly capable of ignoring the presence of their camera man in favor of their shared time together.

Meanwhile, Kama was in the middle of an act of creation only to have it go a bit awry. Ah, well the child seemed whole enough and quite a bit older than her previously created one as it would seem he was about the same age as herself at least physically. She gave his physical form a general analysis, as she pondered why he'd appeared in such a way. "Oh? So quick to develop a sense of self. Humanity is full of strange inquiries. Still a very nice mix of all natural elements... though you look quite upset," she said while floating around him seeming to ponder it. "I thought it was Kazzun before, but maybe its me that creates the anger in children," she hypothesized. "What's wrong, young one?" she asked directly, making the assumption that he might have an easier time expressing himself than letting her assign potential extra ideals to mood.

Life for Akira wasn't going to become any less interesting, it seemed. Just as he'd thought, Chizuru's lack of a furry gangbang scene was not indicative of missing gangbangs overall. In fact, one that she had was not uploaded online due to its nonconsensual nature... on the part of a yakuza group. Upon hearing that information, Akira appeared equal parts perplexed and aroused. "You were gang-raped by yakuza? That's... got to be a good one," he decided. The spoilers he wanted were, in fact, about the contents of that hard drive. Chizuru gave those first, furthering Akira's interest. By the time she commented on the anime they were about to start, Akira was only just returning to reality. "Huh? Oh, yeah... that should make for a good series. Dubcon huh?" he muttered. Well, Akira supposed his life would soon be full of... spillage. He'd have to take his juice and medicines or whatever to heal, as the spanking material seemed to be piling up nicely. For now though, he'd be making an earnest effort to actually watch the show.

Another earnest effort was being made in another reality... or at least it seemed like one. Kakihara Shota was doing his job to the letter, ensuring his camera remained focused on the apparent happy couple. Ajax danced about while never moving an entire foot away from Mitsuki, whether they circled each other, grinded, or even freestyled a bit. Mitsuki understood his magical ability by now, but understanding was just the beginning. As he spun around her body and wrapped an arm around her midriff, Ajax shared another secret ─ albeit indirectly. "I'm not magical ─ you're magical. I'll take the picture perfect compliment though. We can be that together, little miss minidress♥~" he flirted. In due time, he'd be exposing Mitsuki to the truth of his words.

Back in the present of the main timeline, Kama had something worth observation. Her second child appeared in a similar way to the first, primarily via an angry or upset facial expression. She floated around to look at the lad, and he spent the entire time glaring. Something within him felt wrong. He felt so free to make decisions, yet so very restricted for reasons he couldn't comprehend in the moment. What was that? Perhaps Kama herself was the thing pulling him? He didn't know the answer to that either. When asked what was wrong, he had nothing to say; he didn't know. All he could do was continue staring, continue glaring... until something else went wrong. A blonde male yet to be named was slipping through the pocket dimension in which he was born. As for where he'd end up after a few moments of silent flickering... Well, that was quite the mystery.

Chizuru shared a great deal of information about her sex-ploits with Akira and unlike many others who would have been a bit upset on her behalf or even a bit worried about her sanity, he seemed to be appreciative of her work. A grin spread across her face, "Yeah, it was pretty good. It has a bath scene set up, it wasn't meant to be that but once it started I was fine. One of those dudes was a terror though, he's the reason I know I should stretch before a huge undertaking. Though some of those guys were a weird kind too... you know the ones who lose interest once it's obvious you aren't against it..." she mentioned giving a bit of a shrug. "You really are a pervert of a special kind~" she claimed but it was more endearing than anything she'd said before now. As for the spoilers given about the show, it would seem that he was quite invested. "Yeah, consent is one of those things I am a bit less concerned about than most women in general I think. Talking someone into something or even being a bit pushy physically isn't necessarily a turn-off. Obviously, I mean that both ways~" she said knowing that most would have seen her climbing on top of a man in the hospital who couldn't get away from her to be dubious at best, regardless of the state of his dick.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki in a minidress was dancing in orbit around a guy she was sure could have done anything he wanted. Magical might have been the least of his descriptors but still he was content to give away such a moniker. "Ehehe~ Cute girls can be magical. You're really good at that too!~" she said knowing that she'd received more compliments and flirts in the past few weeks than her poor soul knew how to handle. She danced and knew they had a shadow camera with them the entire time, but as time went on it didn't really matter. Whether she was in a mini-dress or not. And most of the times the answer would be not, as many of her days were sent doing various activities and many of her nights were spent naked or nearly so tangled up with Ajax, in sheets, showers, beds, on tables, chairs, countertops, in VIP Rooms and so many other places.

At the same time, Kama was busy inspecting her son and finishing off his look. Clothing would be put together for him but a name he didn't yet have. So upset was his face, but she couldn't quite tell the reason why... "Hm, you still don't have a name... but you don't look like you're going to stay around long enough to get one," she said as he began to flicker out. "Apologies, young one, we'll talk more when we catch up again... have fun♥~" she offered sincerely. "I'll look for you..." she told him. It was odd she wasn't as in control of this birthing situation as she would have liked. Perhaps that was something to question along with the name of her son. But if he was to be gone for a time to figure out some things on his own, she supposed she should go back to where she had been. And thus she allowed herself to drift, back into that boat. And thus back to the father of her child... "Sou ka, I got carried away there and completely forgot about you, gomennasai, Hirrun~ It's really odd, I didn't know I had Okaa-sama's tendencies," she mused gently. She picked up from where she left off, but returned with a very different visage.

A gangbang without consent in a bathhouse ─ such an interesting concept that was. Akira wondered about the alleged 'huge' man involved in that scene, but quickly exchanged that curiosity for disappointment about the others Chizuru mentioned. That sort of shift would almost ruin the entire scene.... almost. "That's a shame, but at least it's got some redemption. I'm guessing the bath setup and the first few minutes are at least peak content," he mused. Akira had a special interest in the 'learning experience' part of that scene. If she only learned the necessity of stretching before taking something larger into herself from that day, it had to be quite the genuine wrecking. As if to prove he was a special kind of pervert, he had only one additional question. "So how long after that scene did you leave the place?" he wondered. Whatever the case, Chizuru's other admission made Akira begin... planning. Once he was healthy, perhaps he'd take advantage of her opinions more directly. That would be interesting. . .

From dancing in the club to visiting resorts and festivals across the world, Ajax intended to grant Mitsuki the ultimate human experience in this lifetime. Her magical capacity would equally be explored as time passed, but first came the acquisition of a home they would share. One year deep in their relationship, and the time had finally come to put a rest to the traveling phase. Well... that was sort of the case. A mansion underwater had become the site of their home, kept from the perception of mortals and built similarly to the fabled city of Atlantis. Its location was among the most aesthetic in this world: the Great Barrier Reef. Natural water was allowed to flow through at select points of a modern mansion design, where large windows were not made of glass at all ─ instead being simple stopping points between self-cycling air and the outside sea. Ajax stood in front of the largest window on the bottom floor, looking out to the reef sharks as they curiously swam about outside. He wore only a grey bathrobe and carried two glasses of... something that could almost pass as wine, if not for the fact that it looked like a red nebula in liquid form. "I think that's it for the finishing touches. How's that for an anniversary, Luna?"

The son of Kama had no words to share. He was confused, upset... and had no idea what he was even upset about, thereby becoming more confused still. Whatever the case, something was pulling him out of the unusual location that saw his completion and birth. His mother had words to share and clothes to give, but he wanted none of it presently. He didn't want to be angry for no reason, so there was a silent acceptance of any future meeting and conversation. Clothes, however, were not received in completion; he didn't stick around long enough to get more than a pair of white trousers. In fact, any other articles wouldn't have mattered... as this lad sprouted a massive pair of glowing blue wings from his back to fly into the void that pulled him. With that, and with Kama's return to the boat, time finally reestablished itself. Hiruko regained consciousness in the strangest way. To him, there was Sakura and some strange man... and then there was just Sakura looking like some sort of humanlike space creature, with nothing happening between moments. Bewildered, he took a deep breath and said the only thing he could think. "Alright... What the hell did I just live through? Let's start with the obvious superpowers part, shall we?"

Chizuru had to agree with the shame of the lack of appreciation. Rapist who raped just for the sake of feeling powerful or harming other people's psyche weren't exactly what she was looking for. In her case, something more passionate or forceful could be considered good, especially, if there was something completely ridiculous on offer. "Yeah, it was quite the shift. But I brought it back... it had an interesting overall shift~" she said. "Still wasn't exactly for the public friendly though," she explained of the situation without too many spoilers. She and the guy with the biggest cock had indeed hit it off a bit, gruff though he was it turned into quite the one on one after everything was over. As for how long she remained in the bath afterwards. "Eh, I ended up doing a long soak after all that... between the legs and the rubbing I definitely wobbled out of there 4 hours after everything else was over," she explained. And that was fine, they could settle in and watch the show for a while, and she'd make sure she handed over the hard drive on another visit.

A year had been spent with Ajax and Mitsuki had learned a great many things in that time period. She'd enjoyed the dancing, the festivals and the resorts. She was on a semi-permanent vacation. And experiencing it all with the wide-eyed freshness of youth. Everything was so interesting to see. Even now she was staring out into the water, looking at all the swimming creatures in this underwater resort. Barefoot her eyes sparkled, they'd gained a strangeness, the blue of them being encroached upon by a brilliant pink which seemed to make them sparkle in the light. Her pink hair had also gained some lightened highlights. She began to look quite magical herself, even seeming to gain a bit of weight but only in proper places as she stared out at the waters in a short robe, loosely tied as well. "Woah!~ That drink looks phenomenal!~" she claimed. "I like what's in the glasses too♥~" she flirted innocently enough. Still, the anniversary they shared would be quite interesting. "For a first anniversary you're setting the bar super high! I like it though, it's been the best year!~" she explained earnestly. She'd reach for the glass and grin... "To many more?!~" she offered the toast. Time would continue from that point, some three years skipped ahead in time and Mitsuki found herself with camera in hand taking pictures of five adorable faces with hair shaded from vibrant crimson to light pink, and everything in between. "KAWAIIII!~ We had five and they are so cute!~" she exclaimed. She'd never expected to be a parent but this was far from the oddest way she could have spent a few years of her life.

Kama saw her son fly off and he only left with pants. How odd, still the winged boy was quite a good thing to look at. Perhaps through conversation she'd eventually find out why he was so very upset. She was going to have to start believing she simply created upset children by virtue of not understanding enough. Perhaps it would be better to make sure any child she created had a bit more human influence? Yes, that was a logical way to think about it. Moving on, she was soon sitting once more in front of Hiruko dressed very different from the norm and having him seem to be quite surprised by what had happened. Still, he approached this like all things with open-mindedness and way more calm that even Kama would have expected. "Hm, that's interesting you're taking this a lot better than I thought you might," she said giving it a bit of thought. "It's a lot to explain though... superpowers are how humans consider magic so the cut and dry of it is... a lot to take in. Could I just give you the background information directly? It'd be a lot easier that way..." she started a gentle smile coming to her face. Those red eyes of hers were very different from the girl she'd appeared to be before, she approached Hiruko directly over that table, intending to kiss him and in so doing... share the brief summary of information about the magical world, gods, goddesses and some of her understanding of humans in this world and their lack of magical ability for the most part.

Four hours?! Once Akira heard those words, his mind exploded. If someone like Chizuru needed four hours of recovery time after reducing impact to that of a single guy, he had something very exciting to see... and a lot of work to do on himself for the future. There wasn't much he could do in terms of comparing to that, but surely there was an opportunity to learn somewhere on that hard drive. Akira would probably spend some time observing Chizuru on the recordings, fishing out whatever reactions were more genuine to her personality to discover any hard preferences. Before all of that however, he'd be building preferences of his own in relation to anime. . .

On the day of their first anniversary, Ajax had a very special drink prepared for Mitsuki... and apparently a beverage to boot, based on her own flirtatious words. "Ho? I wonder which one you want more," he said while letting go of one glass. Mitsuki's claim that the bar was being set high was totally unfounded... at least from Ajax's perspective. Upon receiving that toast offer, he stepped closer to Mitsuki, moving forward still even as their glasses touched. "To all of them," he said before bringing their lips together. Years later, five glorious little girls were in front of the couple. As expected from the day of their first meeting, Mitsuki was filling her camera storage with pictures of the group. "Of course they're cute! You didn't think you had it in you to make something mediocre, did you? Give yourself some credit," the father of five spoke as he stood next to the woman, arm around her waist. "If you feel like slipping back into that wedding dress of yours, I'll put thirty more in you right now♥~" he flirted. "Little bro could watch the girls. You'll give him a lot of shit, right Nino?" he asked of the second-oldest quintuplet.

Hiruko was far beyond expecting anything normal from dealing with Sakura. Though her sudden change of visage and the matching lapse in time were surprising, he'd seen enough ridiculousness from her already to go with the flow. "What can I say? With everything else piling up, I'm almost ready to believe anything," the blonde stated. Hiruko also expected the information to be plentiful, but it seemed Sakura had a workaround for that too. Her offer was met by a shrug of general acceptance, and a trip across the table had her offering... a kiss? No, it wasn't quite that. Once their lips touched, there was a large stream of general background information rushing into Hiruko's mind. They weren't his thoughts; it wasn't his imagination. These were things Sakura knew, experienced, and delivered to him through contact. In fact, Hiruko couldn't even take the whole of it right away. His eyes darted open in that first second, and after a mighty surge... he pulled back. "Whew! That's a crazy way to tell somebody a thing! So you're not even from this world, huh? There's a whole genre about that sort of thing."

As the pair in the hospital settled into their thoughts and a new show for at least one of them, something different was going on at the Card Shop. A decent bit of time had passed at the card shop. Several rounds had been played, and decks had been built and all of it was culminating in a pretty lively experience. Just the same... one Iino Miko had remained perched in the lap of Kimura Kazuhiko and all the while, Shirogane Kei had been steaming. A few catty comments and exchanges had taken place but while Miko finished putting her most recent deck away after playing a match, Kei was incapable of holding back anymore. It wasn't just the fact that she'd lost the match, it was the fact that Miko remained looking smug and comfortable from her perch which gnawed at her. And every time she'd tried to wiggle her way in discretely, Miko had remained blocking and chatting casually. When she'd finally given up she'd challenged her to a match only to watch her continue to perch and then win so she couldn't even demand she get up as a victory condition. "Ugh! Mi-sen you know what you're doing and you're sabotaging everything I try on purpose!" she griped seemingly upset about the lost match but that wasn't it. "I have no idea what you mean♪~" Miko chirped with an insincere amount of deviousness in her voice. And Kei could no longer hold the extra emotion back. "I like him too. I've been trying to get close all day and you're just being contrary and hogging him. I'm just trying to clear everything up and explain and you're being unnecessarily difficult!" she finally cracked, tears beginning to trickle down her face. "It's not my fault, I'm not used to guys being so nice, I got overwhelmed and I started crying but that doesn't mean I changed my mind!" she finally exclaimed which had Kaguya giggled while she and Ai watched from the seats they'd shifted to, in order to allow the match. "That took longer than expected..." Ai mentioned nonchalantly. "Yep, but it's always like that, should be fine as long as it doesn't devolve into name calling~" Kaguya mentioned seemingly amused. "Is that what one of those looks like from the outside?" Angelica asked quietly, having never seen such a thing but seeming to understand Kei from a spiritual standpoint.

A toast was a thing they'd share many times over. No matter what she chose to drink Mitsuki would always enjoy one in Ajax's company. What was more... it would seem that over the years both kinds of drinks enjoyed would eventually lead to a cacophony of children being born between them. She stared in awe at all the babies she'd created and couldn't help but coo over them, as a group and as individuals. "No, I always knew they'd be cute but... actually seeing them!~ Though I guess cute girls should make cute babies!~" she said in agreement, seeming a bit flushed soon after. What was more a dangerous flirt left the mouth of Ajax which had Mitsuki's heart beating uncontrollably in her chest. "Eto... I'd squeeze into that dress anyday, but... does it have to be thirty at the same time? We could break them up into sets... you know make some time of it?~" she offered with shy cheek. of course, one of her babies, the one called Nino seemed a little terse beyond all reason. Ah left in the care of Kakihara Shota those girls wouldn't be experiencing anything bad, and such an instance would happen many times over the years, until the many little girls were old enough to look after themselves. Among the dozens of vacations and time-spent together. There were dance recitals, sports competitions, musical recitals, art gallery exhibitiions and other such activities all centered around the girls. They grew into their personalities and their parents continued to involve themselves even as their flirting and the like continued through the years. To pecks and pictures with arms wrapped around Mitsuki's waist as she had the girls pose together. "You two could just get a room," scoffed the one called Nino. At some point when her mother and father were spotted making 'googly' eyes at each other during graduation pictures.

Meanwhile, Hiruko was being given a crash course in Kama's life experiences, thorough the simple medium of mana contact, offered through a kiss. "It's good that you were ready, if not such a thing would definitely break your mind and I am sure Micchan and Kayan would be quite upset about it. Your owner too~" she said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. It would seem he was capable of taking knowledge at least, and also moderating himself, pulling away after a second of the transfer and beginning to process the information on his own terms. "Sou ka, you are oddly capable of receiving information that way... some places and people prefer that method to avoid confusion and by that same logic many will avoid physical contact with others to avoid tainting themselves with unnecessary information." she said happy this hadn't turned into an oddity. "I am not, this world is an entirely new experience for me. That genre you mention does it include the word iseikai? Kazzun mentioned that one day and it stuck out to me... I still haven't looked into much of such things yet. I've only been in this world a few days so far, and there is so much to see and experiment with..." she explained. "Any questions based on that background information? I can help clear things up a bit more for you... I can even explain some things I was less forward about before if you'd like," she expressed very easily, it would seem that this form of Sakura was quite beyond the boundaries of normalcy or trying to develop regular human decency.