Munetsuchi

Kaguya had mentally thanked the man for keeping her from exposing herself quite a bit and potentially creating problems between herself and her boyfriend. And in a rather strange twist of events, he responded to her gratitude aloud. Kaguya's eyes widened just a bit... that was a rather random thing to find out someone could do. Another gentle o shape would occur with her mouth as she silently appraised the potential of being able to do such a thing. It could potentially get really awkward if he was a mind-reader. She didn't imagine the flightliness of a teen girl's mind was exactly the sort of thing any random grown man would want to be privy to. In fact, she imagined it being a lot like being thrown into a random group chat you weren't part of from the beginning.

Moving on, she was hesitating and it was noticed. Of course she was, she wasn't trying to become a bad person while having tunnel vision. But apparently there was a showing to be had here, Satori, was a name he called and the summoning of a large beast occurred soon after. That one was mentioned in one of those stories, it could like read people's minds or hearts or something like that... maybe he wished for some honesty for some reason? Well, she'd be as honest as she could be regardless. And what he wanted right now was to hear her story, before of course mentioning she'd dropped something behind her. She turned around and bent over before thinking about it. Knowing she had such small pockets she wouldn't be surprised if she'd actually dropped something while doing that little maneuver earlier, her body could have shifted or not while she was otherwise engaged. "It's not really a magical world sort of big deal, just normal stupid human stuff. I guess, it's not really that big a deal it's just pretty small events that spiral out of control. I am the youngest child of a business man, his bastard that he only adopted and gave his name because he didn't want to look bad after my mom died. So I kind of live alone because all his other kids are way older than me and he doesn't really live with me either because his wife won't have me in her house. I have a caretaker, she's pretty great. I attend a private school, but everyone knows about the situation surrounding my dad since it's mostly just a bunch of rich kids who've all known each other forever. I still eventually managed to make some good friends and they are the best people, really. But school is not really fun even if you try and I thought maybe after making friends stuff was starting to turn around," she explained of the early part of her life that only her closest friends knew and understood. They really helped her deal with her home-life complications and they alone were her light in many cases.

"Whatever the case, I'm considered pretty attractive so I had a pretty steady boyfriend from middle school until year one, so like 2 years, I guess. I thought we were great and you know young people sometimes do stupid things. We had sex one time and... then he started cheating on me so I broke up with him. But... he spread it around school that he'd broken up with me because I was easy. So every guy that tried to go out with me was trying to get into my pants and I wasn't interested so the rumors just got more out of control even though I'd only done it the one time. It really wasn't even worth it, but I've still been trying my best to ignore it and not deal with it, but where we're from reputation is everything. And stuff spirals out of control pretty easily..." she explained the whole of the situation of her current life. She had more to say, it was about to be something rather positive. About her blossoming relationship and how it'd given her a bit of hope and why her hesitation remained given what she'd come to understand about the education he was offering.

The Satori had its gaze firmly set on Miyuki, but his gaze was soon to be fixed on Kaguya. That was precisely what Mugen intended upon goading her into bending over again. Miyuki's eyes were once again burning an imaginary hole in the girl's shorts until he could picture her bare bottom. "Shinomiya's ass! So round, so perfect!" the Satori said. Upon hearing that, Miyuki's eyes widened and shifted toward the beast. Those were... his thoughts. Why? How? No, he had to get away from this. He couldn't fight against its grasp physically, so maybe he could just think around it if anything he didn't want leaking out appeared?

Luckily for Miyuki, he could just listen to Kaguya's story. He knew about the negatives surrounding her family life, and he did sympathize. "... Shouldn't have to... deal with that. Good person... best student... beautiful... deserves more," Satori managed from a long series of jumbled thoughts, some of which were halted by the surprise of hearing his musings repeated. To Mugen's surprise, the boy was managing to make this youkai struggle a bit. Well... that probably wasn't true. Thinking about it more, he was probably just freaking out enough to fail at keeping his own thoughts straight. That seemed most likely.

Things wouldn't remain so positive for the teen male. The shock of having his mind read was wearing off, even though the fear wasn't. What a terrible time that was for Kaguya to mention the rumors surrounding her. Ah, but she spoke the truth of them. She had sex only once. After that, it was nothing more than slander against her from jaded, failed suitors? That wasn't at all consistent with what Miyuki heard only weeks ago when telling an old friend about his semi-new relationship. "What?! Suzuki-san said she would take everything off if I just played the right songs! He said she was better than a professional stripper! I thought that's why she put on that slutty outfit when I suggested the music store!" said the Satori. In that moment, Miyuki was mortified. He'd try to say something, but what could he say when some creature was speaking his literal mind? "No! It's not like that! Shinomiya didn't give it to me for months! Not a slut! My slut, just for me! Get out of my head! It's all lies!" the beast repeated. All the while, Mugen was listening, amused by all he heard. "The soul's desire is stronger than body, stronger than mind. Lying to one's own soul, making it feel misplaced within its own shell, is a surefire way to corrode it beyond recognition," Mugen preached to neither teen in particular.

While Kaguya was getting ready to start her story, she'd bent over, only to notice she'd not actually dropped anything. Oh well... she heard some rather interesting observations apparently directly from the mind of Miyuki. She supposed that meant he was looking and the outfit her friend had chosen had indeed done its job. 'Hm, well at least it's nice to look at. Mugen-sama seemed to think so too, but...' she seemed comforted by the idea that her boyfriend at least saw her. Oh well. She went on with her story and his thoughts seemed to be leaking out. She assumed this was some sort of lesson so she carried on, his words were exactly what he'd always shared after finding out important information about her. He always seemed so sympathetic, like he was coming form a very genuine place. It's why she felt a bit guilty after getting tunnel vision a minute ago.

"Shirogane-senpai, was student council president and I was his Vice-President too. He didn't seem to care too much about the rumors and was always really nice to me. He came from such a..." a pause occurred. She was about to explain her relationship and why she couldn't just toss it aside but what was this? He was confused that she'd only had sex the only time she had? Why would that be confusing? Suzuki claimed he'd seen a strip show from her and Shirogane had suggested music store shopping in the hopes of seeing a show?! He tried to cover it up tried to fix it, but by the time it was all said and done she was staring at him with fury and hurt in those now garnet colored eyes of hers. The words of Mugen wouldn't be missed. It was a message for both of them, or perhaps for everyone. He was trying to hide these kinds of thoughts and it'd broken him, she stared at him and a great deal of respect she had for him faded. He had the nerve to imply she would be not a slut, but his slut? As if that was better? He was bringing up the amount of time she'd gone without having sex with him. "I can't fucking believe you, Shirogane! You thought I would strip, listening to music over what? Something Suzuki said?!" she exclaimed. She didn't think she'd ever been so mad before. Her anger was literally rolling off her in waves. It was too much, after everything else, she thought she was the bad one. She believed in him and this betrayal was one which cut rather deeply.

"I thought, you suggested the music store because Museion's new album dropped and I make no secret of absolutely loving their music. I wore a cute outfit suggested by Chi-chan because I was a bit worried that was being too cold to you while dealing with everything else. Her sense is always a little off but her heart was in the right place and we didn't have Miko-chan to break the tie. And you were pretending to not be interested but that was what you thought?!" it was such a strange contradiction. She found herself wondering how many of his thoughts about her were honest and how many weren't. What was real if he was willing to believe even just a couple of weeks ago the word of someone he hadn't seen in months over her who'd been with him for literal months? "I literally didn't have sex with the only boyfriend I ever had sex with for almost two years. Of course I wasn't just gonna have sex with anyone. And for the record, Suzuki, went with a group of us, a huge group of us, to karaoke. He didn't even sing any songs. No one took their clothes off... and he walked me to the gate of my house. Literally nothing happened, which you would have known, if you'd asked!" That was it. She snapped, and just as suddenly as all that anger had been almost tangibly rolling off her person... it disappeared and she exhaled. "I can't deal with this right now. Not in a new world, not with someone I thought I could trust, about to give up something I'm pretty sure I would enjoy and would make me better just to maintain. Not when I was questioning myself so hard. It's too much. I'm going through that gate, I'm going to take up my new studies and then... I'll decide everything else when I'm done." Deep down she was hurt, she'd been about to give up the opportunity to better herself to preserve their friendship and relationship and he didn't even have the decency to ask her about a rumor he heard.

Kaguya was beginning to comment on her current... boyfriend, if he could be called as much. In he middle of her sentence, however, the Satori's words registered. Mugen felt he shift in her demeanor as that pause occurred. Just then, he could call off the Satori. Perhaps he should have let it eat the boy? No; this would be more entertaining. If the boy was to die, he'd leave that decision and execution to Kaguya. Now that he could speak freely, Miyuki could potentially salvage the situation. What could he come up with? That was one hell of a rant Kaguya gave, so it would have to be good. "But... but but!" he started.

More truths escaped Kaguya's mouth while the lad scrambled. Suzuki hadn't even accomplished anything in that story. That didn't matter though, right? He wasn't interested in Kaguya because of those rumors; he didn't even know about them when they started dating. Though... he did think he could get an easy lay after Suzuki's advice. "It had just been months, you know? I wasn't here for all that! That's not me! I didn't do that stuff!" he said, now free enough to beat his own chest for emphasis. "The sex thing was just because... well, shouldn't I have been expecting it after a few months? That's just normal expectation, and you sent all the signs dressing like that and bending over and... and..." He was running out of steam in a desperate attempt to make sense. Was he making sense? Miyuki himself didn't know.

Mugen had already grown tired of the brat's ramblings. In fact, he stopped paying attention entirely after a certain point. "It looks like a Nuppeppou," he commented absently, as if disgusted. Moving on, he had a question for Kaguya. "What sort of profession involves removing one's clothes? I may have been born into the wrong world. I might have something I'm interested in learning about," he added, giving the girl another once-over. Yet again, Miyuki seemed completely ignorant of what was actually happening between those two. Oh well; he'd get the bigger picture soon enough.

Kaguya had been fuming. She felt stupid and disrespected and disgusting. There was a whole list of things she felt connected directly to this turn of events and she wasn't even prepared to sort though them properly. And soon enough she was looking at Shirogane Miyuki and he seemed to be coming up with something. What was it? It had been months, he wasn't here for all that stuff, it wasn't him. He was beating his own chest, making a big emotional show but... Kaguya was still just watching him. After all that he didn't really have a reason. He claimed, he should have been expecting something after a few months. She sent all the signs wearing the outfit she did and... He didn't even have enough left in his thoughts to piece together a valid excuse. "You expected sex after a few months... without ever asking for it? It wasn't you, you didn't want it... but you expected it, based on what I was wearing, and a rumor you heard. The first apparent rumor you heard about me... from someone who'd also never had sex with me?" she said still staring at him wondering if he knew how he sounded. "You know, even my first boyfriend, who... again had been my boyfriend for two years before we did anything like that. Set up the date, let me know it was what he was going for and tried to be romantic about it. He didn't try to trick me into it, by acting like it wasn't what he was trying to do," she mentioned. Ah, that's what it was, his stance on this felt... manipulative now. It made her question everything he'd ever said or done for her in context. Even if he didn't start off that way, finding out the rest was tainting her view of him.

As she thought this over, and resigned herself to her future education which she was sure now more than ever involved sex as a practice she was left with a strange conversation. Mugen thought the lad looked like something she didn't have a reference for... "Hm? I've heard that name before but I don't remember what it was..." she murmured about the mentioned name. Ah, but beyond that it seemed that Mugen didn't now what a stripper was, and claimed to be interested in learning. "Really? This world doesn't have strippers? I mean it isn't exactly a reputable profession, not judging that's the truth of it where we are from but that seems odd," she said thinking about it. Actually, she'd probably be pretty good at something like that and she'd made a pretty selfish request of him earlier, so maybe it'd be fair to show him what strippers were like, though she'd be far from something professional in that case. "Does this world have upbeat music? Or something with a nice drumbeat?" she asked without giving any extra details. She could definitely show him with the right tunes. Hell, she might as well, at least this man was being pretty straightforward about his nature and interests. She could respect his honesty.

Miyuki managed to come up with a grand total of... absolutely nothing. He tried, he struggled, and all he got from it was more chiding from Kaguya. One couldn't argue with the angry truth, it seemed. He reached a point of being unable to hear Mugen's random teaching. He couldn't even hear Kaguya's words after the final statement meant specifically for him. Instead, Miyuki was trapped in his own mind ─ stuck in a roller coaster of failing excuses. Something had to work, right?

While the boy was failing to manage something of merit, Mugen was expressing curiosity about these 'stripper' things. It was apparently not a well-received profession, but... as Kaguya spoke of it, a few context clues gave him something to compare it to. "Ah, I believe I've seen something of the sort. Though, it's never sounded or looked as interesting as you make it seem now. What we have here doesn't have any additional implications," he explained. Once she asked about music that was either upbeat or boasting a 'nice' drumbeat, he became fully privy to the underlying plan. Surely there was something workable in his arsenal. "Music is important no matter what world or reality you travel to. I'm sure there's something fitting, somewhere. You seem ready for that exploration you were asking about. I'll find something along the way," he said while leaning against the gate to... apparently, a whole new life.

Miyuki could sit in the floor until she returned for all Kaguya managed to care about it. She'd waited for some sort of response, retort or at least him trying to accept responsibility for his actions, but... at the end of it all he just sat there seemingly broken. She felt bad, but she was still angry, she definitely couldn't have a civil conversation about it. So... she'd let it go. She'd move on. What she wanted more than anything was to move on... so she would into infinity.

"I don't know if its supposed to be that interesting. Dancing and the like is always fun, I assume it could be interesting to watch if it was something you were into..." she mused. "Where we're from, it's more like a tease," she said based on her own understanding. "I don't think it's supposed to have more implications, but if you were to put on a tease for a single person, instead of it being something you did just for your occupation I could see a few more uses..." she said. She'd step through the gate he leaned against finding no trouble doing so. Given what she'd been through mentally already she didn't even have it in herself to look back at the lad. She needed to clear her head, and if she was being truthful she was feeling a bit spiteful and more than willing to give this desired strip show, to someone who actually asked for it, and didn't play games with her admittedly already fragile emotions. According to Mugen, music was always important so he was sure he could find something to fit her desire. "Alright then," she stated. Now that she was thinking about it, she definitely didn't have on as many layers as a strip show would have logically required. Even so... she supposed she could make do with a bit of flashing so he could get the gist of it, whenever the music started to play. She could imagine a few good songs, with nice beats she could use to take her clothes off to, most of them by her favorite artist. Now that she was within, the mood of this room was great for this sort of thing... shadows danced around the room, it had a soft floor and a decent bit of open space. Maybe she should pull a Shinihime, and ask for a chair or something. Props were good for this sort of thing right?

If this act of stripping wasn't meant to be so interesting, maybe humans had the wrong of it. Kaguya called it a tease, but he knew it would be so much more in this case, even if some traditions were broken and expectations subverted. "Ara~ I would think more about the 'few more uses' part," he said. Mugen never had the joy of bedding a spiteful woman before. He could feel her fury blending with the existing desire and creating a swirl of things he was very interested in seeing the effects of. As he walked into the room behind her, banishing the gate, he did so with intentions of taking full advantage of that mood.

"Kiri no hikari~ Kage to majiwari~ Yume no nakade~♪" he chanted, causing reality to warp within his bedroom. Things would begin to change based on her heart's desire. The setting of the room could change if she wished, and so too could objects including her clothing, his clothing, and so-on. Limits did not exist within this subspace. Small wisplike spirits would create the music she found most fitting, and that wouldn't necessarily be the end of possible changes. In fact, if she was feeling spiteful enough, Kaguya's heart could even cause Miyuki to appear, though the literal boy himself would not be summoned. While moving ahead, Mugen offered... not quite advice, but a suggestion nonetheless. "You're angry. Good. I've always been an advocate of taking karma into my own hands, but I don't often see it in someone else. There's an old saying, I think. If life gives you lemons... crush all your enemies. Something like that~" he joked while glancing around to see how Kaguya's soul changed the room.

According to Mugen he would be busy thinking about a few more uses. Well... that made sense, there was an obvious leaning here that Kaguya understood at least a bit. Once they were inside the room, another chant was uttered and Kaguya observed as things began to change with her thoughts and feelings. She'd thought she needed more and different clothes for this. And she found herself in a school girl uniform. Not the one currently for her school but the one they were pitching for the next spring. A pleated mini-skirt and thigh high socks in black. A button-up white shirt with a red tie, that was surprisingly tied. She was wearing a cute pair of lace thongs beneath that skirt and they happened to tie on the sides and a matching bra that showed off her skin and would clip in the front but that would be seen later. No. Here and now the room was changing according to her needs.

And that chair she wanted appeared as well. "Sugoi! This is such a good use for random magic. Love it!" she exclaimed seemingly more than a bit amused. Ah, but she couldn't leave her mentor standing around either. This was supposed to be a 'comfortable' situation. A fluffy big armed chair would be directly across from that wooden chair she had use for. And the tinge of spite running through her soul said something like 'Someone's gonna get a hell of a strip show!' The floating wisps would get that lightly colored but alluring air, the atmosphere of the room became nice and the beat of music was one of her more favored songs. Hm, she and her friends had once coreographed a dance number to this song. Not for this purpose but she could use a bit of it. She was sure they wouldn't mind. 'I wish he could see it. I wish he could see and know how much he fucked up!' that tinge of spite was near palpiable but it wouldn't be something that she allowed to taint her future good time. Movement tended to help with stress and after Mugen took his place, well... the music could start and the show could begin.

In regards to good uses for random magic, this sort of thing was only the start, as Mugen was concerned. Frankly, he thought it was the bare minimum ─ just something to set the mood. "You'll see a lot more. You'll do a lot more," he said confidently. When a Myouou took an apprentice, they did so without much of a second thought, apparently. His was a special case; Kaguya proved herself by the act of appearing in this very world.

As he looked around, Mugen witnessed a rather basic wooden chair thrown into an otherwise good atmosphere. He'd have thought there was some blandness to her thought process, but another chair of a more ornate design appeared as well. The second one was closer to him, so he took the liberty of sitting in it just as he'd previously sat upon the throne. Ah, and there was one more thing: the boy. Off to one side of both chairs, Shirogane Miyuki sat on his own knees, appearing in such a state just Kaguya wished he could see and know how great his mistakes were. Mugen spared a glance in the lad's direction, but had it quickly brought back to Kaguya and her... very unusual state of dress. "That's a rather precarious outfit. You're about as formal as that brat now. I'm sure you'll be more comfortable soon. Isn't that right, Shounen?" In the end, he questioned the visage of Miyuki, who... seemed to be speaking, though no sounds were escaping his obviously yelling maw. "Scream all you want in a dream. It'll never make much noise in reality."