Charles Patricius

Kei still hadn't given up on reprimanding Rindou, but he continued shrugging off her cruelty as a slew of immature deflections, blaming the fury of having her life determined for her. She decided now to pick at his existing rank within the IPC. In truth, he was nowhere near the rank he coveted, but his big break was well on its way! "My standing now is of no importance! You'll see for yourself what massive waves I make in the industry, starting today!" he announced. He was here on a project currently, leaving his team to handle the final few hours of today's business after a successful start. So close was he to becoming a department lead; he could feel it! He wasn't having any of her nonsense about talking down to the vendors either. Trash was to be called what it was. This entire lot saw success merely as a byproduct of the environment. Such things never led to true success, like what he would be enjoying. In the interim, it seemed Kei would be properly enjoying the first small sample of his offerings. Delicious beef cooked and seasoned to perfection melted in her mouth, and Rindou got to witness something incredible... while Kazuhiko witnessed something very familiar. Smug though Rindou was, Kazu remained contemplative. "Thinking of giving up already? I don't blame you! That sort of reaction should let you know I've got this in the bag!" he claimed. Only a few seconds later, Kazuhiko had a question for no one in particular. "... Does it though? I mean, I guess I couldn't pick up anything like wagyu on a random day. If the point is to get a better reaction than that from food, I don't think it's possible," he said. Rindou took those words as an immediate forfeit of the round, which it technically was. The devil was in the details, as they say, but those details were not shared. "Then I'll claim the first victory! You aren't going to try and spite it away from me, are you?" Rindou asked of Kei.

Miko managed to surprise even herself with the kinds of things she said and did. Soma considered her almost sickeningly deviant, but it was no real issue. In fact, he could benefit from it... and that was all that mattered. The only thing that mattered to him presently was confirmation of an earlier curiosity. Even during the act, Miko certainly talked as much as he thought. "You somehow manage to find as many unnecessary words as possible for reasons I could never fathom," he griped. Ah, but there were more words still coming from the lass. Something wouldn't be left by the wayside. Though she truly wasn't done processing whatever she took in earlier, she apparently had some methods of observing further deviance anyway... and she'd make use of that now alongside another 'power' she remembered having. Well, at least there was something potentially interesting on the horizon, Soma thought. What sort of ability would she showcase? It was... nothing he could make use of. At least, he couldn't think of any ways to utilize it; he couldn't think at normal capacity in general. Instead, he was given reprieve from Miko's womb only to be dragged into its crushing clench via magical means just afterwards. Moments before, there had been some accidental spillage. In this moment, and with a catch of breath followed by a gasp from Soma, it was more like someone snapped the faucet of an active sink. "Hrrgh! What fucking use is that?!" he asked even while proving the technique's purpose by gushing into Miko's womb.

Rindou claimed that his current placement within the IPC did not matter. But to Kei that sounded like an excuse, and confirmation of her point... he'd made no progress. And while Kei wasn't exactly a slave-driver about doing things in a specific way or order, she was one who valued truth and personal discipline over most other personality traits. It was especially annoying since, Rindou would claim his standing had no importance, as if he hadn't tried to introduce himself by his job title only and intimidate some random teenager. Obviously his standing was very important. But that was neither here nor there. Competition was on the menu and a single extravagant dish appeared in front of Kei. Kazuhiko seemed content to think it was impossible to get a better reaction out of Kei than the one she had to new food and that was pretty true. "It really doesn't, even if I like the food I still don't like you..." Kei mentioned. But logic was always missing from people like Rindou. He'd likely see her words as her simply being standoffish. Would Kei, spitefully avoiding giving a victory, under normal circumstances maybe... but she'd already made a promise and she was a woman of her word. "If you are going to scuttle around for crumbs on the ground like the bug you are... who am I get get in your way. A point for purchasing unnecessarily gaudy food," she said of his claimed victory. Whatever he thought of anything else, she'd let him have his little point. Kei truly didn't like being around Rindou, but if Kazuhiko was here, she supposed there was a bit more cushion to keep her from jumping into exceedingly violent behavior. "I'd actually like to have some fun on my date, so next..." she claimed with a regulated amount of impatience.

At the same time, Miko was having the number of words she used to describe her own abyss questioned. Well, maybe that wasn't the right word, but... she couldn't really help herself, she was using all of her extra mental processes to keep balanced and maintain a rather dangerous ride, not to mitigate and condense her wayward thoughts. "Adding thought condensing," she mused wiling to bend a bit more to keep the lad beneath her happy enough to come back for future rounds. Ah, but she had one last trick to show him and show she did. Not much went into the extra magical effect of her womb, it was simply something she decided to activate after learning to turn it off and off earlier in the day. And as she successfully had Soma spilling himself freely into her womb, she reached the highest point of orgasm, extra fluid splashing back just a bit and the vibrations of a filled womb adding extra conductivity to the actions of her fingers against her own body. Miko relaxed in the moment, as her brain was set ablaze and her hips slowed to a more consistent rocking. As for Soma's question of usefulness. "It's fun, it causes me to be filled on demand even when a bit of magical resistance is offered... and for you specifically," she paused as if trying to think, "If you're planning to use sex as a bonding tool, then I figured it'd be good to know how advanced sex can be and if the pair we encountered today are a taste of the future then stuff like this is porbably a step towards an ever higher ceiling I don't even know about yet," she said. She'd call it an offering to his ambition, even if the sexual parts of it, weren't his original purpose she wouldn't want him completely thrown for a loop and blaming her for not informing him if he found out about it later.

Whatever Kei and this unknown lad thought of Rindou's current position held no importance to him whatsoever. In due time, he'd have a position known far and wide, all thanks to his own merit, any scheming aside. This little date competition was simply a sample of what he'd do both in and out of work, even if Kei claimed the victory via food selection did nothing about her distaste for him. She didn't have to like him; she just had to be a good girl and do as she was told, honoring the agreement of their families. Such was her responsibility. Any pleasured gleaned from it would come when she realized what sort of greatness she was bound to. At the very least, she kept her agreement to judge fairly. One win in Rindou's favor, and Kei was ready to move on. Rindou agreed. "Yes, let's get this little farce out of the way and prove my point. Next, we'll get more into the spirit of a festival!" Rindou said, leading the way to another section of the festival at hand. In a matter of minutes, the group stood in front of a clothing stall just before sunset. Rindou had his eye on a magnificent midnight blue yukata with a silver fireworks pattern, very pricey and suited to Kei's form. Based on their purchases throughout the day, he highly doubted some random teen could afford anything at this stall. "That one! What do you think, Kei-chan? Incredible, isn't it?" he asked with undue amounts of confidence. Even Kazuhiko was looking at that particular yukata, thinking it would look incredible on the girl. He certainly couldn't make a purchase that compared to that, or find anything so extravagant. What he did see, however, was something offered as a reward at a barrel fishing game. Perhaps he'd at least pick something up there? The competition aside, there was something interesting in his sights. "I can't afford a yukata. I'm gonna go... over there..." he said in a tone Rindou interpreted as defeat.

Thought condensing was apparently a rarer skill than Soma figured it could be. Miko didn't seem to possess it at all, even logging the thought away as a future development. Oh well. Before anything else, there was a queer form of magic used to bring about Soma's sudden end, leaving him spilling within Miko for longer than normal. Given his intentions, there was nothing wrong with applying some extra venom to the prey... but the effort itself was wholly unnecessary as he saw things. Ah, but Miko thought otherwise. She found it fun and useful, which he supposed was fair. "Tch!" Soma scoffed. Beyond that, Miko understood his general purpose. It was fair enough that he have some understanding of how ridiculous things could become. After all, there was no use climbing a ladder without knowing what it was placed against. Even so... "I don't remember asking. Whatever. Give me your energy," he commanded, exasperated and ready to take the mana he'd been tempering all this time.

Regardless of the thoughts going through the heads of the teenagers, both seemed to have a reasonable understanding of the kind of man Rindou was, Kei was uninterested in his advances, but that never mattered to these pushy types. Whatever the case, Kei gave the man the point he seemed to be so desperate for and was willing to let him take the lead. She'd continued to walk beside Kazuhiko and was more content to chat with him than she'd ever be to speak to Sukoto Rindou. Where would they end up, in front of one of those festival stalls which contained Yukata. Such was standard fare for festival dates, but Yukata were far from comfortable to walk around in, though many girls would go out of their way for such things, if they were going to enjoy a date. The one picked out by Rindou had all the makings of a good choice. Price point aside it fit the theme of the date, the colors and the like would look quite nice on Kei. "I think you must be deaf to keep calling me by my name when I told you not to," she said flatly. Still, she'd promised fairness and fairness would be given, "The Yukata is nice, well made, with a complimentary design. Though I am not personally fond of such light themes it does fit with the festive atmosphere. A bit over the top, for the kind of thing you'd only wear once, but I doubt men will ever understand why that's annoying anyway..." she said with careful consideration. Still, with Kazuhiko wandering off for a moment, she'd have parting words for him, "Ne ostavlyay menya nadolgo nayedine s etim urodom." What she noted from the current list of choices that Rindou made, was that he obviously thought it possible to buy affection, which was something that could be done, but most wouldn't like the kind of individual who'd fall for such tactics. Kei was quite a frugal person by her own nature, she wouldn't cheap out on quality but she also wouldn't spend frivolously without cause, someone like Rindou probably thought she was one of those girls who wished to be spoiled, and she was... but monetary spoiling wasn't the type she sought.

Meanwhile, that van had a girl trying to explain herself to a man whose brain was working on a different frequency. Still it seemed with every motion they moved closer and closer towards harmony. An orgasm later for both of them and it seemed she was right in how she pegged the lad's personality. If nothing else, all that experience playing otome games had done her quite the service. Even drunken as she was, she recognized that little scoff as an agreement he didn't want to define about his understanding of why she did what she did. "Caution with surprises..." she muttered making a note to add to the complex entity which was Soma. Something she didn't have to make a note about, was the sharing of energy. Sexual activity was the bases for that, actually mana sharing in general could be done simply by physical contact. As she'd not be dismounting just yet, she'd take her usual time for afterglow while deciding in a moment to simply to as Soma asked. He didn't seem like he'd appreciate the makeout route, as one who didn't necessarily vibe with romance. While remaining with his cock buried deep within her person, she lifted up sightly putting her current form of massive bosom in his face, aiming specifically for his mouth with a nipple to force the feeding with what would initially be a gentle squeeze. In that moment persimmon juice seemingly mixed with a rather advanced alcohol would be leaking from her nipple in the aims of it entering the man's body of his own accord through suction or spray, which ever was his preference.

Was Rindou deaf? Well, he as selectively deaf toward the indignant girl to whom he was engaged. She just had to mature a bit ─ at least enough to get over her emotional nonsense. "I've accepted my position, Kei-chan. You're the only one who isn't embracing the future," he insisted. A bit of time and encouragement would surely do the trick, Rindou thought. Despite everything she had to say, there was another purchase Kei couldn't argue with: Rindou's chosen yukata. With the widest grin on his face, Rindou nodded toward the older woman selling those pieces to confirm the purchase. All the while, Kazu was moving on and being told in another language not to leave Kei with the other male for long. He didn't need long. Besides, Rindou seemed busy making a purchase and ignoring the mention of yukata being an annoyance. He was even buying what may have been viewed as the most bothersome part: a pair of high clogs. In that same period of time, Kazu was acquiring a single round of play in that barrel fishing game. He returned in a similar timeframe to Rindou turning around with his purchase in hand. "Hoho? Did you get something after all? Some useless trinket, I assume," Rindou boasted. Kazu was actually holding out a small box, inside of which was a hair clip in the shape of a white spider, alongside a few ribbons. He offered the closed parcel to Kei while rubbing the back of his head. "Well... yeah, kinda? I don't have much choice but to throw in the towel on this one too, so I figured I'd just pick up a memento you might like. It was just a hundred yen round at that game over there," he said while Rindou pushed forward that yukata and pair of clogs. "Hmph! Another forfeit! This will be even easier than I thought. Kei-chan and I will enjoy watching you bark. The dressing rooms are that way," Rindou said, gesturing toward the changing stall.

In the meantime, Soma was in recovery after receiving a quantity of action he'd never requested. He wasn't the downright deviant these others were, though he acknowledged the hidden genius of them for discovering the use of sex as means to an end. He'd be the one using this knowledge for his own betterment and that of his eventual army. Recovery wouldn't take much, at least ─ not with his active order for Miko to fork over the energy. The method she chose to do so, was via breastfeeding. Had he been more of a joking guy, Soma would have found that choice amusing as one who was born only earlier this morning. Whatever the case, he'd carry on by latching to the offered nipple while also grasping with one hand to squeeze the surrounding breast. He wasn't content to slowly draw that persimmon fluid from her; no, he had to make it flow. Never a straw, always an open glass. Such was the way with Asakura Soma.

According to Rindou, Kei simply hadn't embraced the future, as he had. One in which he could refer to her affectionately and that be reasonable because they had a deeper relationship. A scoff escaped Kei, "Of course you're embracing this stupid future, for you it's a win... a young cute wife, top of her class, brilliant and analytical mind with a eye for numbers, and individually hardworking... or to put it simply, out of your league," she said not as a matter of contempt but as a matter of absolute truth, she was by human standards, a desirable person to have in one's future. "But all such a future holds for me is you." she said with a finality which implied abject disgust. He couldn't even respect her wishes enough not to make them more familiar than they were, why should she have anything resembling good ideals about him. And what was more, he continued to showcase exactly why she disliked his type of individual. Throwing money at a stall to buy her clothing she would only wear once, complete with flat clogs which were quite an annoyance to walk in, knowing they'd still be walking around most of the evening. He couldn't even listen to and comprehend the complaints of someone he seemed to be smitten with, how was he going to make it in marketing which was an entire career choice which required one to be open to criticism and to understand how opinions and tides shift for particular products and style? No wonder his family was pushing... money wasn't everything. Still after a short while, Kazuhiko returned with an offering. A small box which Kei would peek into her eyes widening at the sight. It wasn't anything too extravagant, a trinket which was a white spider hairclip and some ribbons. Yes, it wasn't amazing but it was thoughtful, in a way that nothing she'd been given by Rindou had been. "If you wish to forfeit the round, I get it by logic, but I actually really like this, arigatou gouzaimasu, Ka-sen!~" Kei said looking up at the lad with a truthful amount of appreciation which she might not have managed aside from already being too annoyed. Ah, but it seemed Rindou was content to keep bothering Kei, pointing out dressing rooms and the like, he really didn't get it. "You really showed up just to ruin my day... didn't you, kurinoye der'mo?" Kei uttered. But fine, at the very least, Kazuhiko would get to see her which was way more fitting for how she wanted to spend her time. And so into the dressing room she'd go with her gifts. It wouldn't take her that much time to dress herself, she'd gotten very used to complicated forms of clothing in her other lives, and had gained quite a bit of dexterity in the meantime.

Meanwhile, Miko was reading the end result of a different kind of deviance. She'd debased herself quite a bit and in return had ended herself in the position of pet. She was allowed a bit of freedom and used it to ride her owner into what she would call, a open state. He seemed less argumentative and still quite forceful. That much was obvious by the way he decided to take mana from the girl's offered bosom. So rough was suction and squeezing that the drain felt way more intense than it normally did. A little chirp escaped her lips as a form of noise, "Wa-ah♪!~" but... her body was more keen to react than that. Her core would gently pulse around his member within her with very draw it seemed to respond as if it was her intention to start back up again. Of course it wasn't necessarily what she was trying to do but... she'd still find herself rocking in tempo with those little pulses simply because it felt nice to do so. She really had to get some more of this whenever it was possible, Soma wasn't as deviant as the rest of them though... she'd probably be waiting a while after this before she could go again... what a shame. Maybe she should sneak in one more good orgasm for them, for the road? For... mana cycling purposes. Yeah. Perfectly logical reason to continue, for a bit.

True enough, Rindou would be achieving victory with the eventual marriage to Kei. So, too, would she... whenever she came to realize that and stopped being so childish about the engagement. They'd run quite the empire together one day. All she had to do was sit there silently, do what she was actually good at for their business, and let him handle the rest. Maybe she'd get the point after he finished showing up the brunette boy. Ah, but what of that lad? He was returning with a small parcel. Unless it contained a block of raw gold, he'd surely never compete with Rindou's selection. It did seem Kei enjoyed whatever she saw within that box. Pity, perhaps? Surely it was. Regardless, Kazu was just happy to hear she liked his gift even a little bit. "Good to hear! There's not a lot I can be sure about with this stuff, but... I figured it'd either be cool or traumatizing. Cool seemed way more likely," the younger male chattered. Soon enough, Kei was delivering another insult to Rindou. Having no knowledge of the language, he didn't even register those words as jabs. He'd actually be more focused on his own annoyance at Kazuhiko, even though Kazu didn't seem bothered by anything as Kei moved to the changing booths. There, they'd wait until her return... at which point the date that now featured a bothersome third wheel would continue through the evening.

Speaking of things continuing, Miko had in mind the idea of pressing for one more round end with Soma. It seemed she didn't realize he wasn't exactly done either, in spite of the fact that their purposes were drastically different. Soma quirked a brow after that unusual squeal from the lass, but kept drawing roughly from her teat regardless. Power was what he needed... and power, he felt. There was such a large quantity hidden within the girl that he'd even underestimated it. Since digestion would take a bit of extra work even after their existing count of 'venom' injections, Soma was already bucking his hips beneath the lass again. She didn't have to force another for her own agenda; she wasn't the only one with an agenda to push. Soma had his own logical reason to pump her womb once more.

Sukoto Rindou thought Shirogane Kei to be an immature girl who was simply upset at being engaged against her will. He thought himself capable of buying her submission and held delusions of grandeur about them running an empire together. He couldn't even see, how much that wouldn't work given their personalities. Kei wouldn't play second fiddle to his aspirations, she wouldn't allow him to work on things she truly invested in, nor would she go along with any random changes to her own ideas. They were opposed in so many ways. Oh well... it didn't matter. She'd gotten changed and walked out. She'd dressed in that Yukata, and placed her own other clothing items back into that box along with her shoes, as they clashed with the look. She'd taken to pinning her hair up with the trinket provided by Kazuhiko, a spider clip and the associated ribbons would be holding her hair up. in a lose braided bun which seemed like it should have taken more than a few minutes to put up. Yet, she seemed no worse for wear and simply walked up to Kazuhiko to show him his contribution. "What do you think, Ka-sen?" she asked of him. Elegance of the outfit aside, picking all that white hair up off her back and shoulders revealed an ample bit of extra flesh which could count as perfect for the weather an for looking at. And time would pass until eventually Kei was struggling to keep up with longer legged males while walking in flat clogs. "YA nenavizhu eti tufli." she uttered. She was already being forced to take smaller steps by virtue of wearing the yukata. Her feet had higher arches, she preferred shoes with steep inclines for comfort, spikey was comfy.

Meanwhile, Miko was being drank from as if a tap. Though she felt energy leaving her body, it didn't feel like a lot compared to how much she'd taken in to start with. As such, she'd only enjoy the feeling more, and that pulsing in her loins was soon rewarded, by the thrusts from below caused by Soma himself. His hips were moving of their own accord, she wouldn't be complaining about it. Instead she'd find herself matching his rhythm making sure every shift came with a perfect balance of withdrawal, tightness, and gentle vibration. That movement held with such a different harmony was such an interesting way to carry on after the abuse of the earlier moments. She had but one thing to utter about it, and mostly it was just a thought which fell out of her mind. "Worth it♪~" she chimed as if the sacrifice of energy was worth the pummeling she was now receiving from the lad. They could carry on until he was satisfied, and she'd be pleased enough just to be here.

Only a few minutes after her departure, both Kazuhiko and Rindou were graced by Kei's presence and new attire. There was quite the difference in reactions when she appeared. Starting with Rindou, he seemed beyond satisfied, as if he took her appearance as an accomplishment of his own. Kazu, on the other hand, was astounded. He'd only seen the white-haired girl in a more normal way. Even though she claimed yukata were annoying to wear, she wore one like she was the first to ever do it. Beyond that, she approached Kazu directly and asked his opinion. What was he to say? "Uh..." he started, frankly a bit dumbfounded. "... Mogu li ya skazat' vslukh?" he asked once again in slightly broken Russian. In Japanese, he continued the clause as best he could. "It's so awesome! Can I get a picture?" he asked without hesitation. Whatever Kei's answer, they'd be progressing on this 'date' for some time yet. Rindou had the pleasure of multiple 'victories' piling up, but it seemed Kei had nothing but displeasure to share after walking in clogs for some time. "Does it hurt? I could give a leg-up if you want..." Kazu offered tentatively with one hand held out. In the meantime, Rindou scoffed. Obviously this boy was just looking for brownie points so his loss wasn't as overwhelming as it was looking to be.

Worth it. Those words, in that voice, were heard by so many people throughout so many timelines. Soma counted himself among those individuals, but he knew not why it was a good sign... or that it could be at all. The energy he took in had to be mitigated, so that became his focus. Those hips were working overtime beneath Miko. He couldn't stop gulping that persimmon mana, but he could feel himself... almost burning up within as he took more. That could only be used as fuel by Soma. He'd fuel himself with her power, slam into her womb repeatedly, and loose another gushing flow of his own mana into her. After the first attempt, he realized it did help... slightly. Alas, Soma could only lose so much at once. He'd take only a single break to give another command after a few minutes. "Give it all you've got!" he exclaimed.

Kei approached Kazuhiko and received from him, one of the most genuine reactions she'd ever gotten from a man to a change in attire. His broken Russian was still so cute to hear, she couldn't help but chuckle. Still those words of his implied he had something to say. It was a tempting idea, what kind of outrageous thing he would he say... "I am so curious and so intrigued, but I don't really care to share the spoils of my labors with him... proverka dozhdya?" she posed the question. She'd definitely like to hear what he had to say besides the fact that he found the look awesome, though awesome was good enough for her. What was more, he claimed to want a picture, "Hai, of course you can have one Ka-sen~" she claimed posing for the picture with the peace sign up in her fingers. "I pozzhe yeshche nemnogo, da?" she flirted just a little, figuring she'd already been accused of it, she may as well not disappoint. Whenever he got that picture... they'd move on. And eventually, she'd be complaining about those shoes of hers. She'd not expected anything resembling an offer of help and found herself looking at a Kazuhiko who already had a hand extended to her. After all the walking she'd done, she definitely wouldn't turn him down and she already trusted him, how could she do anything else. She reached for his hand and whatever happened in the next few seconds, Rindou would be left with the sight of. All the while, various stall workers at the festival had been watching the pair of young ones on date accompanied by what had to be one of the most obnoxious chaperones ever witnessed.

At the same time, Miko and Soma had started up properly again. The black haired male busied himself drawing directly from her bosom but not actually stopping at any reasonable point. Whether this was a logistical choice, or simply one made in the heat of the moment, Miko wouldn't be arguing with her own good fortune. No, she was simply content to match his pace and keep going, so worth it, was the endeavor she was already involved in. Ah, but a brief stop did take place, as Soma gave one more fleeting command. She was to give it all she had, "Aye Sir♪!~" Miko chimed as if taking command from a leader in a military. That hip movement of hers would be in keeping with his thrusts but became deeper still, each rise would take him out of her womb and the gravity she turned on within would suck him back in along with the downward momentum. It gained power enough to rock that van from side to side visibly with each movement. Such would be allowing her orgasm from the extra stimulus and effectively wringing the lad beneath her of his bodily fluids in a rhythm more conducive to the amount he was taken in. She wouldn't be living in disappointment. No, she'd ride it out with sheer excitement. Her fingers also returned to their previous place, playing out a steady waltz for just the pair of them to feel inside their bodies.