Munetsuchi

Excitement shared between Ailen and Anais was indeed something that seemed to grow over time. This would be the case, regardless of the version of the girl that presented herself, that is to say, even Sinais enjoyed bullying their mentor. So as their dance continued, Anais and Mugen had a different discussion about limits and what it meant to surpass them according to the demon. The question or hypothetical that Anais had asked about gained an interesting response for her to digest. He claimed he was still for personal development and wouldn't push her beyond her limits himself, instead he'd simply remove that which blocked her progress up and outward. 'Sou ka, if that is what you mean then I don't have a problem with it. I could accept that sort of assista...' the girl admitted, or rather she would have.

Anais's physical and spiritual forms were aligned again for a strange instance. The teasing deviance of her mentor combined with her own internal darkness had the pair agreeing to a proper insertion of his manhood into her womb. And what a sensation that was... "AAaaah!♥~" That one was great. Probably too great... that overlap in both deviance and action were too much to deny her attention to and as such a gentle hiccup would occur in the girl's attention span. "Definitely agreement!~" the girls mentioned. Ah, harmony achieved along with an orgasm. Yes. She understood completely now why this was something worth the risk. Just the same her hips twitched against a fully sheathed tool, they might as well continue right? And after her recovery she'd begin to move again as well.

At the same time, her spiritual-self seemed to come back into her own mentality. Instead she was soon talking about her ability to help this man secure his future apprentice. He claimed he didn't need to know the person, that he was putting his faith in her... and proceeded to use a strange form of magic. One which came out with an eerie bit of poetry. It hit her ears nicely even so it seemed like a lot, it stretched across time and space to someone who it should have reverberated against. A tonal harmony of likeness with an individual that the girl once called Iino Miko knew well. 'Isn't it a bit extreme to just trust me like that?!' she asked seeming to think it strange to place so much faith in a student whom you'd barely spoken to.

Meanwhile, that little wink from Sakura seemed to set Charles right. This was great. The lad moved in and out of her mouth as she swallowed upon it, she enjoyed the sensation and knew that something good would come from it. Whatever mental hang-ups Charles maintained, it didn't seem to affect her very much at all. He moved on to thrust into her mouth like he meant the activity and she was pleased he was actually acting once again. And soon enough the lass was rewarded for the man's ability to act, he spilled seed down her throat. Still he continued to move and as such all she could do was feed in a manner of speaking. How interesting to be offered breakfast in such a way first thing in the morning.

Anais had a response to Mugen's offer. Well, he just about got the entire thing. There was enough said for him to assume the rest, but even her thoughts were interrupted by the lunge of Ailen. That sort of thing was normal. She and her mentor had become one in perhaps the second-most literal way possible. While Anais was vocalizing her satisfaction, Ailen was exhaling deeply as if dipping into a hot bath. The agreement they reached was such an excellent choice. Matching Anais's own movements in the wake of her recent flourish, he began to thrust in a strange way that never seemed to remove him from the womb at all. In fact, that barricade seemed to be shifting with him to an extent, as if he was meant to remain inside for the foreseeable future.

Mugen managed to place some mysterious enchantment on the elafia in the meantime. His actions were much to the girl's curiosity, though not for reasons Mugen fully understood. Was it extreme to trust her? Clearly not, if one asked him. "Why wouldn't I trust you? I'm interested in you, and that can't be said about many humans. If I want you, I should want someone your soul resonates with. Though to explain that any further would be to address more things that may be... forbidden. I wonder who I'll end up with through that little calling card. They should be appearing soon. Don't go spoiling it if you see them first~" he added with a sly wink.

Meanwhile, Charlemagne was about to recoil yet again. It wasn't a fearful or negative occurrence in any way, but instead the natural reaction to expending himself all at once. He was finding that an emotional response was enhancing some experiences more so than others, such as with the current expulsion of mana which felt like he had a firehose instead of a cock. Those continued movements slowed over time as the spillage came to an end. Eventually, his backshift was enough to remove him from Sakura's mouth... mostly because it was also enough to make him fall back, not onto the bed, but onto the floor. Once more, there was a thud and a very uncool-looking Charlemagne. "Ack! On purpose. Totally... on purpose," he chanted through labored breath. There he was, looking like a buffoon with his back on the floor, both legs elevated against the bed, and his manhood draped and dribbling its residuals over his own torso. It probably couldn't become more uncool than this. . .

Well, at least she'd almost answered the man's question. Even so, she was now feeling something very specific from her body, the feeling of her mentor plunging around inside of her womb. She knew that humans normally didn't go this far, even so, she couldn't deny how nice it was as a feeling. As far as things that ignored the physics of the other world, this was by far one of the better things to have happen as a result of magical world biology. It was such a nice feeling that her hips kept up their own rhythm to match those plunges all the while the lass seemed to be enjoying herself.

At the same time, her questioning of Mugen seemed to hit his ears strangely. He went on to question why she might not be trustworthy in this case, and also explained within a few sentences exactly why he trusted her. His claims of her being interesting to him, of him wanting her and thus being interested in someone her soul resonated with was magically acceptable. He didn't want spoilers if she found whoever it was first, and he maintained a curiosity. 'Sou ka... it's really strange to hear all that. I think it makes sense in the magical way of souls being more honest and using magic for sensory purposes. But from the human perspective, you all just met me yesterday... it would be perfectly reasonable for you to be skeptical of the kinds of friends I had, especially knowing I am not originally from this world,' she said verbalizing her thoughts. 'Still, I wouldn't ruin any of your potential fun... and it's very possible I wouldn't recognize such a person anyway, nor would they recognize me,' she mentioned knowing that this form and the one natural to her were very different. She didn't mention it, but there was also a deep reddening of her face when the demon mentioned wanting her. It was still such a new thing she wasn't sure how to feel about it. Every man here had a hot goddess for a wife, wanting her was astounding to the girl.

Just the same, Charles would be backing away. After several moments of feeding seemed to reach their conclusion the lad eventually fell back while Sakura finished up her meal and swallowed the contents of her throat and mouth. As he hit the ground on his back, legs up against the bed she wondered about his placement. The lad had vocalizations to say it was on purpose, how strange. "That doesn't look purposeful, Char-kun..." she mentioned as she looked over the edge of the bed at him. "Also I appreciate breakfast, but you might not want to be the one providing mana when you were the one who was empty. Though... that candle is gone so I suppose you have regained enough for yourself..." she mused as if this was a perfectly reasonable way to start a morning. And strangely to her it was.

While Ailen and Anais kept up their physical activity of choice, Mugen decided to keep discussing matters of apprenticeship and... apparently, Anais's lack of belief in herself. He did understand that she wasn't privy to much magical knowhow, but that was the point of her teachers. As such, he'd perform his duty... and teach. "You might be surprised by a lot of things. I've been living inside your soul since you arrived. Nobody in Munetsuchi is more connected to you than I am. Well... that was the case until very recently," he declared. "Whether you're from this world or not makes no difference. Souls don't care which world they come from. Bonds made between spirits are strong; it'll be someone good, if anyone at all," he continued. As for the spoilers he had no desire for, there was a bit more to say. "When I say don't spoil it, I mean for them. If my magic took effect, and if you see them before I do, I'm sure you'll know who they are. Though... maybe you'll still be here. Who knows? It's all a matter of time and placement."

Sakura claimed Charlemagne's fall didn't seem purposeful. Of course it didn't! The last thing he wanted was to fall on his back after all that debauchery, but there he was, looking like a complete fool. "Yep. That's because it was so purposeful, it looked like an accident," he grunted. Sakura went on to call that entire ordeal breakfast. To Charlemagne, that was very strange to hear. She, however, said it so casually that he couldn't even argue against the term. "That... isn't why I did that. It wasn't about magic. I worked myself up, and I was only going to do it for a little while. If I'm being totally honest, I was hoping you wouldn't wake up," he stated, managing to still be somewhat embarrassed by the thought of his own actions. "Basically, I was just being a filthy deviant first thing in the morning. Or... whatever time it is now─"

Anais's body was being taught a very interesting lesson. That connections formed in the depths were apparently both magical and binding in their own specific way. She was aptly enjoying the feelings she was being given and even if she wished to she wouldn't have thought any more or less of her current positioning. This was something she could simply accept as part of the mysticism of sex and it's absolute goodness in this world. Beyond that, her spiritual self was receiving a lesson. Oddly enough, Mugen was forthcoming with things when she expressed a curiosity to him directly. And because Ailen seemed to be such a fan of the man's knowledge, she would in fact commit anything he said about things she wanted to know to memory. 'Why is that the case?! That's a bit extreme... I guess it makes a bit of sense that Shishou and I are very connected. Physics and magic are connected so I can deal with that,' the girl mused. Ah but there was more to the lesson. Bonds between spirits didn't respect the separation of the worlds. He seemed to believe that anything that reverbertated against Anais would be something good or nothing at all would happen. 'I mean when you say it like that I believe you,' she mentioned. Her problem here was mainly the implication that her goodness applied across both worlds. She knew herself, she wasn't bad, but it seemed a bit crazy that her soul would reflect that regardless. She also knew humans weren't exactly always good people regardless of how they appeared, she in general considered herself potentially bad, which was obvious by her own thoughts about her activities, though she was trying to be more understanding and accepted it as a facet of herself. As for the spoilers apparently they were to apply to whoever appeared. 'Sou ka, I suppose that would be more pressing. Considering potentials you're essentially asking me to blind toss a friend towards you without warning them of your... eccentricities,' she said choosing those words exceedingly carefully. Any Japanese person might not be prepared for the kind of individual Mugen was, but there were worse ways to learn lessons in this world she supposed, her own previous life in Aincrad being one of them. 'I suppose I can agree, and who knows... maybe it won't be a problem for me,' she murmured. After all, if it happened while she wasn't here, she wouldn't be the cause of it. And she could always take it as a chance to trauma bond with someone in their new life.

In the meantime, Charles was once again using sarcasm which was something which simply flew over the head of Sakura. He claimed that his fall was so purposeful it looked like an accident. "Does that truly work that way?" she seemed genuinely curious. It really just seemed like he'd collapsed after unleashing mana directly into her body to her, which was a pretty normal occurrence if she understood sex properly which she definitely did. Whatever the case, her reference to breakfast seemed to be accepted but the lad still came with a strange confession. He claimed what he'd done wasn't to feed her, that it wasn't about magic. He'd according to his own words, worked himself up, he was only going to do it for a little while and he'd hoped she wouldn't wake. He went on to call himself a deviant, which he'd done first thing in the morning. "Sou ka, this is strange. I really don't think you understand enough," she mentioned. She seemed to be in thought, wondering how to best explain to him his deficiencies. "Regardless of what you think about it, what you did was an offering of mana and sexual contact and thus bonding. To give mana is a gift, and unless the quality of it has already been deemed lesser, it would likely be accepted as one. Wanting to give is very natural... wanting to accept is also natural. We are compatible so it should happen often... your previously human ideations separated desire from magic, but those things are not truly separate," she explained. "You giving me mana is a feeding, one which I would gladly accept, it wouldn't make you a deviant. I would also give it to you and have done before though not in the manner as innately sexual as you might consider it. Though you could take from me that way if you had a preference for doing so. Also it's late morning or early afternoon. It's been about 17 or 18 hours total for you..." she mentioned of the timing all with complete nonchalance. This lad would be much better off fully understanding the nature of mana transfers as they related to natural desires, the way it was taught in Munetsuchi. The way Sakura saw it, he would bully himself over things he did that didn't require it otherwise.

Physics and magic being connected was an interesting way to view things. Mugen didn't think the girl was wrong in saying that, though she wasn't entirely right either. Technically, they were connected... and simultaneously separate. One might even say the truth depended on the viewer in some cases. "I'll say you're right. It doesn't matter either way," he stated. Regarding her friend and any lack of warning for their eventual dealings with him, Mugen could only consider it an investment for Anais to leave them ignorant. As he was concerned, there could be no issues for Anais. At the current rate, he figured there was a very real chance she wouldn't even encounter that person today. Ailen still hadn't started her lectures for the day. "It'll probably be fine," he said. "Your lesson's still waiting to happen, and neither of you seems done with the fun part yet. You might be out all day~" he added. Indeed, it seemed Ailen was only becoming more consistent with the movement of his hips. Steady plunging was the way of his approach to eventual bliss, still none of it containing a lecture of any sort. Even so, it had become obvious to Mugen that Anais was soon to have a womb full of fluid. What would she be doing with that? Well, she and Ailen could find out for themselves; Mugen had nothing more to offer the situation. With the demon's gradual disappearance repeating, Ailen huffed away until the moment Mugen foresaw was just ahead of him. "So, about that irresponsible thing we were speaking of..." he commented, knowing there were a few short moments before a decision was ultimately made. Rather, there were only moments before Anais had to deal with something else occupying her womb. . .

Ah, Sakura didn't comprehend sarcasm; Charlemagne had almost forgotten that detail. Of course, he could only forget for so long with Sakura reminding him in such a way. At least he could save face for the time being. "It totally does. When you're a super cool guy like I am, that's how it works," he insisted with a well-placed roll of the eyes whilst still out of sight. While he struggled his way back up, Sakura was explaining the 'offering' she so recently received. Charlemagne was willing to accept a bit of deviance between them, knowing they were connected now. Even with that being the case, his soul and mind were not the same. Sure, his spirit offered her mana in the way she understood. Sure, his body may have been responding to his spirit. In spite of those facts, it was ultimately his mind's decision to act... and it did so for very different reasons. "Yeah yeah, I get it. All that spiritual stuff doesn't change how my brain works. I still had reasons for going through with it, and those reasons had nothing to do with offering. That was all selfish," he admitted. It had apparently been more than seventeen hours since he fell asleep. Being out of commission for that long wasn't good; he needed to make up for lost time posthaste. "Argh, damnit! I can't keep being clonked-out like that! I need to... what was it? Ah! I need a huge map! Where can I get one of those?" he asked. If he could throw himself into work quickly, maybe the lad could avoid succumbing to horny teen desires and postponing the journey yet again.

Mugen had nothing much else to say about how the girl chose to process her current situation. Good. Anais could feel pretty reasonable about her understanding of Mugen wasn't going to argue with her about it. He even thought she'd be fine to leave her future or past friend in the dark. He even made the assertion that she'd likely be busy, considering she hadn't even gotten to her lessons yet today. 'Hai, that does seem likely. I'll leave it alone and probably commiserate later. There are worse ways to receive lessons in this world... Have fun, Mugen-sensei~' she mused as the man began his disappearance. Her attention no longer divided she got the full reverberation of Ailen's hips against her own. She realized she was also moving in unison seeming to very much enjoy the current level of activity they were engaged in. Ah, and what was more little moaning pants were escaping the lass, even as Ailen spoke about her present impending doom. Or pleasure? Yeah, that was more likely... well, she'd answer the way only she could, and strangely in a way that Sinais agreed with, even though she'd decided to let the lass control it herself. "Oh? Well, it'd be really irresponsible for me to admit that it's a really exciting thought to see what it'd feel like huh, Shishou?" she murmured. It'd probably be great. She had every reason to assume it'd be great. 'Oh, it's definitely gonna be great!~ It's a magical world... We're clever, I'm sure we can figure it out~' Sinais seemed to be immune to Anais's fear. Would it be strange to put her faith in that voice? Probably, but she wouldn't stop moving her hips against her mentor's nor would she abandon the fun without knowing what it was like. How would she resist if she didn't know?

At the same time, Sakura was given another strange admission. Her lack of understanding of sarcasm would have her allowing Charles to get away with his less than cool behavior. That was fine, "If you say so, Char-kun..." she confirmed wondering how this had happened. What was more, Charles claimed that though he understood the spiritual reasonings behind his actions and his body following through with them it had nothing to do with his brain and why he'd started them. He even called his actions selfish. "You think it's selfish because of the way you think about it. Even if it was selfish, it was helpful so feeling oddly about it doesn't make sense to me. It also seems bad for emotional care to assign negative connotations to actions that are meant to be fun bonding experiences," she said. Such an explanation was almost innocent in its understanding. But when one didn't separate sex and magic, one didn't necessarily apply negative aspects to things that didn't come with them naturally. Whatever the case, Charles claimed he'd been out too long and that he needed to get moving. He asked about maps and the like. Sakura watched him intently, finally changing her position into a sitting one and those shadows beneath her dressing her shifting properly. "Maps? Local maps can be found at the Adventurer's Guild. If you want something more than that... shops or maybe the docks would give you more luck. Wu-papa would be the one I asked if I needed to go somewhere specific but I don't think he'd have a map."

Maps. That was an interesting problem. At a different place in a different world. A girl was walking around looking in shop windows. And randomly as she stared into one in particular seeming to study the thing inside of it, new album featuring songs collaborated on by a specific pair of artists her eyes changed color within the shop window as the sounds coming from inside the window seemed to shake within her chest. It felt quite strange that warm inviting feeling this music seemed to evoke from her, and then... her once cyan colored eyes seemed to become quite red instead. She was almost leaned against the windows her breasts nearly popping out of her shirt and her shorts riding up just a bit. "Sugoi... that has to be a Museion production. It's got such nice sound quality. I wonder if I should buy the album, the song should be really nice~" the girl seemed to say as she waited on a certain opinion. She'd turn away from this window as she waited and find herself being caressed by the warmth and then pulled across everywhere.

The last thing Ailen expected was to be here, the second day having an apprentice, thrusting into her womb while she was not yet equipped to avoid initiating creation from the end result. Was he prepared to gamble on impregnating his student? He had faith in her ability to work things out under many circumstances, but the process of creation was a different mountain to climb entirely. He could only hope that, if she could not manage against it, a future encounter with Mugen would set things right given the demon's destructive capabilities. If that plan fell through, however... perhaps they'd both have to be accepting of something new. "I should think the better of this. However, since you want to learn what it feels like, what sort of mentor would I be to do anything but enable you?" he asked. The constant pumping became more purposeful then, gaining a tinge of force as he throbbed and swelled within Anais's womb. That chamber would almost immediately be flooded by a series of plentiful spurts, all trapped in place due to his plugging of the singular exit point. All the while, he had something extra, something... slightly devious to offer. One of his hands moved onto Anais's back, where his fingers pressed against her lower spine. It was high time he got her back for that earlier maneuver, so he pulsed an additional trickle of energy from those fingers while the physical form of his essence sloshed about inside her.

Meanwhile, Charlemagne was having his pointless lies taken at face value. She continued pointing out how little sense his mentality made. He expected as much, given the stark differences between them. "It's not like I can make it make sense. All the stuff you keep talking about doesn't make sense to me. I'm working on it," he said, his voice and movements both a bit wobbly. In a matter of moments, Charlemagne managed to stabilize himself on the bed once more. He was checking his own torso, a few fingers swiping at the residual seed that previously dripped onto his abdomen while Sakura mentioned potential map locations. "That many options, huh? I'm surprised. Most places barely have a guild with maps. I don't expect any of them to show me Chaldea, though. We might have to geolocate the Knights' Headquarters," he mentioned, seeming slightly disappointed in the situation's outcome. "Do you know where France is from here?"

In another reality, that girl exploring musical options was the object of many eyes, not the least of which was her companion on this excursion. She was being watched most intently by a male with blonde hair and dark blue eyes, wearing a black uniform belonging to a nearby school. As she leaned toward the window, his eyes were staring a hole into her backside, averting only to view the slight reflection of her nearly-exposed bosom in the glass. 'YOSH! Shinomiya's dressed like such a slut today! She's ready for the taking! And that album is on the sex music list!' he chanted mentally. Ah, such dirty thoughts entered the male's mind, but he wished to show no such thing. With the girl turning away from the window, he made a hasty effort to right the devious light in his eyes, clearing his throat to respond. "Ahem! I think it's a good idea to... ah?" Something was wrong. She was being pulled into another dimension, and he was somehow being dragged along with her. There was a haze, a shift in reality itself, then suddenly... that music shop was gone. Everything was gone. All they knew was replaced by lush greenery on a mountainside, houses and the like seeming structured in a long-ignored style. It looked like a tourist attraction, but it made no sense that they were suddenly somewhere else. "What happened?!" the boy shouted, desperately looking around for some sort of clue. "Is this Kyoto?! How the hell did we move?!"

Ailen and Anais were having a very interesting time. If someone had told her yesterday, she'd be doing this today... well, she would have blushed, wailed and gave it legitimate thought. But, here in the middle of the moment, she couldn't truly imagine doing anything else. The elf behind her was pushing about in her womb in a rather specifically nice feeling way. What was more her tempting words seemed to have a very real affect on her mentor. He claimed that he should think about it more, but also claimed that because she wanted to know, it was him who should enable her. How coy. They'd already been playing this particular game for quite a while, so the more purposeful pushes of his tool inside her seemed to send several jolts of sensation straight up through her body and into her brain. "You're definitely enabling me, Shishou♥~" the girl mentioned as those pumps contributed to her ever building orgasm. And then she felt it, a spill of spurts directly into her womb. But there was more, while her now filled womb was still rattling about... a pulse of mana entered her spine. "Oooooh yes♥!~" why that, her brain was on fire, but her womb was vibrating like a rattle sending orgasmic pulses around her core in a way that shot straight up to her brain. She seemed to be thinking rather rapidly. But... everything was trickling down her thought pattern. 'Alright, definitely worth doing. Don't want to be pregnant in a magical world what to do with it? Spiritually, Mugen-sensei did the same thing what happened?' she thought, having already been told that spiritual things and physical things were 'real' that meant this likely should have been a problem regardless since she accepted from it and it wouldn't simply destroy her. Ah, but nothing did, instead... an almost white-haired version of herself with slightly different antlers appeared in her head and waved, speaking the voice she'd gotten used to as a part of herself. 'We really are brilliant under pressure, aren't we?' asked Sinais. 'Oh? Really. I can just do that... make it me instead of someone else. That's... brilliant really! Why does he do that? Box it. Right now...' she moved it. Her full womb would be emptied into a template of herself. It wasn't quite a whole person or anything yet... but one day, she'd likely take that form after it became whole. Ah, what a great end, and the brilliance of that orgasm was well worth the risks presented in the fun of the moment. And... it also meant they didn't have to stop. 'I'm probably a pervert but...that's not really a problem in context is it?'

Meanwhile, Charles couldn't make his strange thoughts make sense to Sakura. He knew this and explained it, but also stated that what she said also didn't make sense to him. He was working on it, and that made Sakura smile, at least he wasn't being closed minded. "Well, all anyone can do is try... I imagine when logic is flawed it is hard to think past it..." she commented almost absently. "Otou-chan says, that physical and mental cravings are your soul telling you what it needs, to ignore it would bring you harm," she explained knowing that having the information would likely help make sense of some things eventually. She didn't have those kinds of problems, none native to Munetsuchi did. In the case of sex, even children had a better understanding of their desires and what they meant to them. She wondered what that other god got out of teaching people to ignore what their bodies and minds craved. "Munetsuchi is the capital city of a goddess run empire which is itself based on education. Having many places that have the same things make it so variety covers lack of knowledge on any one person's part," Sakura explained of the way her mother and fathers ran her country. "France? I can't say I do, we have ships that move around a lot though, you might have a better chance speaking to one of them about the placement of other countries or empires," she explained. Still she was more than willing to help.

Whatever thoughts the boy was having, he'd agreed to her plan of picking up an album. She'd dressed a bit more freely for this particular outing, but... that had been the idea of her friend. This was probably going to be an interesting day for everyone involved. Besides, she and this boy had been dating for a while now. 'Shirogane-kun can't seem to keep his eyes off me. I don't mind that glare, though if I'd known he'd wear his uniform I probably would have just worn mine,' she thought having seen him looking in the glass. Perhaps she should have talked with Chika more about this outfit choice. She wasn't trying to seem easy or anything... Well, perhaps a bit of music would keep it from seeming too much. Ah, but then the world had changed around them and rather suddenly they were in a place of lush vegetation and old Edo-style buildings. "How am I supposed to know, we were in downtown Tokyo a second ago!" she exclaimed. It definitely looked like Kyoto, but that didn't make sense. they hadn't moved. She looked around more and took a deep breath, her desire for a date and everything else was lost. 'Did I just get isekai'd? Or did we pass out in the street? If we did get isekai'd should we stick together?'

There was nothing wrong with a bit of enabling. In fact, Ailen's duty as the elafia's mentor was to enable her learning of anything, and everything. What harm was there in enabling deviance first? As his seed flooded Anais's womb, the answer became clear. No harm would be done. With no guidance, no instruction, no mention of her given options, Anais performed what was widely viewed as the most experimental task that would remove any chance of unwanted pregnancy. "Incredible!" he said, capable of feeling the mana through his fingertips as Anais consumed it. He continued to rest in her womb; they weren't nearly done yet. To feel her making use of that mana immediately, however, was unprecedented! He had to stop everything just to admire the capacity she brandished. "You've done the impossible! Very few have allegedly been capable of utilizing a mana offering like that. You've stored it away as the start of a new Core, haven't you?"

One of Sakura's fathers believed desire was connected directly to one's needs. He couldn't fathom how they all spoke about sexual topics as casually as one applied logic to food cravings. It did all sound sensible, though; Charlemagne just didn't understand why all this information was being shoved down his throat so frequently. Sure, this was a country led by a wisdom goddess, but they could have let him breathe and decompress. "Got it. Less info dump," he said with a heavy sigh. Charlemagne was content to move on as quickly as possible, and avoid as many magic lessons as possible for the time being. He needed a map, which he'd apparently get from one of many places. Ideally, he'd grab one of each map. Ideally, he'd also discover where France was relative to the current location. He'd have to ask around at the docks as well. "I guess I'll start with the guild, then check the docks for another map and some info about France. Mind showing me the way?" he asked, picking up his clothes and preparing for a departure somewhat soon.

This had to be Kyoto the two teens were in... right? The male could almost be certain it was, but lo, there was much reason to believe otherwise. Overhead, there was a flying creature that could not be a bird of any sort. Wings black as night were set upon a muscular human body, which soared overhead. He knew what that was. Something unreal was happening; he trembled at the thought. "Te-te-te... Tengu! That's a tengu!" he shouted, pointing into the sky and drawing much unnecessary attention. "This isn't Kyoto! This isn't even Earth! I saw this place somewhere; it's... it's that damned video game! We're on that list of disappearing people now!" Frantically, the lad was clutching onto his companion's shoulders, desperately shaking her as if she was the only thing he could consider real. "Is this happening? Slap me!"