Charles Patricius

Miko mentioned not wanting to leave after Kazu's most recent statement. She had to realize that was precisely the result he would want, though he wouldn't be forcing her into additional lateness. As for any oddities she may encounter upon returning, Kazu could make no promises ─ only effort. "Still running a 50/50 chance of Astolfo. Shoo, shoo~" he urged. It was in the best interest of Miko to be on her way if punctuality was important at all. Luckily, she ran off before anything else came about. Now then, what was he to do about Angelica's inability to fornicate, and Kaguya's barely-awake state of being? He couldn't just stop, so...

Saint Martha, Hayami Saori. That named belonged to the only individual he would be calling upon now ─ one he could have only hoped to call on about... well, only a few weeks prior in terms of this world's timeline. Now that he had an opportunity right in front of him, Kazu materialized his Holy Grail, filled with liquid. That grail was swirled about for a few moments, slightly angled loosely in Saori's direction. "Well first, I think you said something about finding out what grail wine can make happen. Second... I'm pretty sure we're still holding on a challenge from the carriage. I know a way to settle both~" he said in a challenging tone.

Miko was apparently running a 50/50 chance of Astolfo. "No." that was the last thing she said. Why? Well she still was very avoidant of Astolfo for reasons several others likely didn't understand. She couldn't help but run away when he was involved and would easily be found making sure she wasn't in contact with him as often as possible. As such Miko made her way towards that bus station, which was some Higashi-Tamade station which was where she was supposed to be meeting her parents. It was supposedly a fifteen minute walk away, but she'd definitely make it in less time. Of course, this was a quick time for her to have a glance around the immediate area and take note of some local places.

At the same time, Saori was being spoken to by Kazuhiko. He materialized a Holy Grail, well wasn't that an interesting thing to just be able to manifest on this side of the world. Saori's brow quirked and she couldn't help but find it interesting but surely he wasn't actually trying to involve her in this. There was nothing but seriousness in the face of Saori as the lad brought up her wanting to know about grail wine and a pre-existing challenge which was placed between them. "Do you? I'm pretty sure that challenge was a fight and you don't look armed enough for that," she said in an equally challenging tone. "Oya? Saori-nee you're pretty aggressive... grail wine is delicious though. I do recommend♥~" Kaguya added in. Of course she would be here to goad this on, such instigating and invasive behavior was par for the course. Besides, if she got them up and moving, Miko wouldn't have to come back to anything strange with her parents. Saori could get a bit of that aggression worked out, Kazuhiko could deal with his teacher and Kaguya and Angelica could continue to sleep off their problems. All could be well.

Kazu had a grail full of alcohol at the ready. He knew its effects, but what would Saori think of a quick-acting drink to see what became of her earlier words then. She didn't take any immediate interest in the offer, even bringing up their earlier arrangement and clarifying that a fight was the topic. That was the agreement as both parties naturally understood it. She pointed out his lack of armaments, but even that was no issue whatsoever. "That wouldn't be a problem. I think I could hold my own in a..." Kazuhiko paused there. He had a pretty good feel for himself presently. With that in mind, he took a different stance mid-clause. "Nah. I'd win," he corrected. Nevertheless, that was not his purpose here and now.

Kazu released the grail in his hand. Instead of dropping, the object floated where he previously held it, radiating its power outward in calm pulses. "We could fight, but that'd be even more destructive. Besides, I don't think that's going to help either of us. And... let me tell you, I've got a whole bunch of classroom boners that have been wanting an answer for ages now. We could make a challenge of it if you want," he rambled. Today would be the day Kazuhiko earned a victory for all his fellow students in Saori's history class. For every awkward erection in the middle of a lecture, he'd rise. For every dropped and collected board eraser and every pencil skirt too alluring for some teacher with major attitude, he'd attack. Moreover, for every offer of personal assistance from a 10/10 teacher anyone reasonable wanted their moment with... he'd penetrate. "The grail wine is also outright amazing. And, if you happen to be a fan of almonds, well. . ."

A fight had been the thing that Saori and Kazuhiko were talking about and he claimed that he thought he could hold his own. Well, now he said he'd win. A frown came to Saori's face as she looked at the boy, he was among the best fighters she'd ever come across and she respected anyone who thought highly enough of their own skills to bet on them. After all, that saved lives, but... there was always that background aggression that made a competitive fighter need to test the limits. "You're so sure of yourself..." she commented. This same boy two days ago had seemed so out of sorts about missing a national card tournament that he was in full scale depression. She didn't know if she thought this change in attitude better or worse.

She watched the grail as it floated in the air, a calm pulse radiated from it and she had her brow raise. Whatever the case the boy before her claimed that there was too much potential for damage if they fought and something else could help them both. That had some strictly sexual implications considering his continued nudity. "Why do teenagers keep offering me dick?" she questioned aloud to the universe at large. "Because you're hot. And it's not just dick, guys are just built a bit too forward~" Kaguya teased. "Need another pep talk or are you gonna talk yourself into this one?~" goaded Kaguya. "You're incorrigible... both of you are," Saori mentioned. Grail wine, having sex with another school aged kid, regardless of his other age wasn't something she would have normally done. But somehow with the option right in front of her... she really wanted to try it, why was that? Maybe it was the sex devil encouraging her to act on weird impulses that led to an ability to keep acting on weird impulses? She could see that... she was hardly the same kind of person, she'd still fight would rather under most circumstances, but redirected aggression was something she knew she could deal with and there was the added bonus of not having to worry about the state of his body. She was fairly certain he could handle what she had to dish out and if he couldn't well... it was on him for instigating. "Give me the cup. What kind of challenge?" she mumbled. "Oya, taking the forbidden path feels pretty great, Saori-nee. I'm proud of you♥!~" Kaguya said teasingly as she rolled herself over.

Kazu was quite sure of himself, indeed. Of course, he was still that same boy who would fall into a state of depression over missing a card tournament. In this particular case, he was just... built differently, as one would say. His spiritual constitution had been through one massive overhaul after another, and his relationship status had become just flexible enough for no issues to be present in chasing Saori. As such... he'd give chase. "I've got weird Nexus brain. I can feel your upper limits and where you are now," he said plainly.

Saori wanted to know why teens kept offering her dick. It wasn't that simple. Well, it was exactly that simple, but it was also a bit more than that. Maybe he and Kaguya were both incorrigible; that wasn't a deterrent. "What she said. Teachers aren't supposed to be that hot, you know? I'm trying to get a W for everybody who ever had to sit through your class with their hormones turned up to eleven. Oh, and it's not just dick. I can also buff the absolute hell out of you. I can feel that too," he added. Saori would soon be undergoing quite the event. He had all the power to reform this planet with the right thrust and the right intention behind it; Saori's existence as a physical monster in this world only seemed exciting to him now. Once that cup was requested, he let it float toward her. What of the challenge? Kazu held up two fingers. There were a couple of things he didn't expect someone like her to accept without a bit of applied effort. "First; I get you in the mood without contact, I get pictures. Second; you scream, I get to try something nobody has ever seen on you. Deal?" he asked with a sly smirk. Once Kaguya expressed her alleged pride in Saori, he had a quick statement for her as well. "You're next. Ang, still waiting."

Nexus brain. That was the explanation of Kazuhiko's current understanding of Saori as an individual. There was a certain claim that he could see her upper limits and she didn't know if she liked someone else being able to see that. "I got a slacker kid telling me he can feel my upper limits... great," that was the statement by Saori. This same boy even three days ago, wouldn't in a straightforward manner admit that he was fucking Sakura, but now here he was, taking such a straight-forward stab at her that she was currently annoyed by his forwardness. Whatever the case both these teens were content to help nudge her into some kind of sexual activity with the boy in front of her. Kaguya claimed she was hot, and that boys were just built too forward to offer anything but dick in their initial push. At the same time, Kazuhiko claimed, that teachers weren't supposed to be as hot as Saori was, he was aiming to win for everyone who sat through her classes. He also claimed that he could buff her... how interesting. "I don't actually need anything resembling a buff. Nor am I taking responsibility for teen hormones. Those same teens who sit around turned up to 11 also can't even take a second to talk to each other... not my problem. I am attractive and I like history... so I am a teacher," she said clearly. "Sou ka, you aren't wrong, but we picked up our bad habits somewhere♥!~" Kaguya mentioned. "Also I prefer hot teachers to lying classmates any day♥~" she clarified her own understanding. A girl like Kaguya had quite a few problems in her own school life, she'd take her friends and no one else just because it suited her, but Saori had an entirely different problem.

But Saori really was talking herself into something. She accepted the cup and perhaps a bit more than that. It floated towards her while Kazuhiko named his challenges. He said first he would turn her on without touching her. Very little could accomplish that but, Saori had no idea what he had planned. Pictures he claimed to be on his list, the new generation was annoying with their desire for video graphic evidence of things that they should simply be happy to remember. It was potentially exciting and that was enough for an agreement even if nothing else happened. "If I see a single picture of me somewhere it shouldn't be, I'm caving your skull in," she said that with so much sincerity and Kaguya had to stifle a laugh. "This is only happening the once..." that was her secondary counter, she wasn't a degenerate and she wouldn't be falling into the trap of these children regardless of their thoughts on the matter. She'd pick up that grail and take a sip, her eyes sparkling. "How is this actually great. I don't even know what this is..." she mentioned after that first sip. It was terrible for anything to taste so good. His words to Angelica would be addressed first by the blonde haired lass, who closed her eyes and scoffed. "Keep waiting. It's your own fault and it's been forever, let someone else have a turn," she said as if this was the right answer. "Oya? Isn't that exciting. I'm processing as fast as I can but, I might have made an odd decision yesterday... I need a bit longer!~" claimed Kaguya who was still magically intoxicated even now that she'd mostly slept off the actual night of drinking.

"Uh-huh. Weird how you can call the guy who's been fending off the Saxon plague for a thousand years a slacker," Kazu claimed, finding no sense in Saori's assertion based solely on his priorities as a student. Saori kept ranting, addressing things that did nothing to help her case. It didn't matter what she chose to take responsibility for, nor was it important what she thought of those horny teens in her class. Kaguya, however, had something more suitable to share. "Yeah. It may have been a couple millennia for me, but I'm still pretty sure I remember that being a problem the previous generation takes responsibility for here. You set the example, Haya-sensei," he added plainly. As for the notion that Saori needed no buffs... well, that didn't matter either. At a certain point, such things were unavoidable. "That part's gonna happen whether you agree to this or not."

And so, Kazu's challenges were issued by a woman who would clearly be walking right into deviance. She threatened violence if any images of her were seen by others. How unnecessary. "I don't think you can or will. Doesn't matter. I've got a new thing now, so it'll go in a personal collection. Also... doubt it," he concluded. This was already a bit easier than he thought. Saori was even drinking from the grail already, and showed no actual resistance to the overall plan. There was one other thing, though... "Oh, and as a warning ahead of time... I don't miss. You'll need to know that now because... well... if you agree, game over."

Kazuhiko thought it weird he could still be called a slacker after a thousand years of fending off the Saxons, Saori found his view of himself oddly obtuse for a boy propositioning someone in front of one of his two wives. The issue of his slacking wasn't just his lack of commitment as a student it was his commitment to not reaching true adulthood, which he'd apparently only started properly moving towards about a week ago. "Not entirely why you're called a slacker," she said with no further details. "I am barely outside your generation," she said. "Sou ka, I wondered how you counted yourself, Saori-nee... you're not wrong there. Still no need to force yourself into a maturity you don't want♥!~" Kaguya encouraged. Just the same as she always would. In a technical sense Saori wasn't old enough by this world standards to be their parents, as such she fit more or less into the role of mature adult sibling, not that she was mature in a notable way, aside from trying to be a good big sister and failing at it miserably. And she'd done her part, being stern with kids and forgiving when she could thus was the best she could offer. At base her eyes cut over to Kaguya because that girl sounded like she'd been living quite an annoying life even though her words always sounded flirty and cheerful. "That makes me sound like a slacker, and I'm still not accepting responsibility..." she said knowing that such an attitude made her fall very short of the previous generations expectations of adulthood. But there was a reason she could spot such personality traits in others, she spent a life time building her own strength and body to rely on herself, she believed in that sort of endeavor. And everyone's 'strengths' were found at different points. "Oh great, another buff. I haven't even fully worked out the other one yet," she said seemingly annoyed. But as a saint in a magical world, she couldn't complain about her own evolution, it would only help her... long term. Short term however was something very different.

What else would Saori be stunned by today, Kazuhiko had a new thing and thus the images he planned to collect were... for his personal collection. Yeah, best not think about that too much. If he was keeping them to himself, she'd take no issue with it... and oddly enough Kaguya even understood her withdrawals. "Hm, I had a similar problem yesterday... I thought maybe being in the magical world too long just fried everyone else's brain to the potential danger~" Kaguya said seeming to find it interesting. Whatever the case, that little hint of challenge wasn't lost upon Saori and she heard out his last clause while sipping from the grail. Well, that was hardly an issue she wouldn't be agreeing to having a baby with a student. That was a level of proof of her bad behavior that she didn't need to be reminded of... kids today could learn from their slightly older peers and not let evidence of their bad judgement free. "Yeah, having a kid is not on my list so... that part isn't a problem." Saori said firmly. "I guess I should be clear this is an agreement... " she said sighing as if in a constant state of dread. How did she keep finding herself in these situations? Why did she just agree to this... maybe she was just feeling overly aggressive and if she couldn't just hit something this was a reasonable enough option. And maybe she could come home to not teenagers having sex all over the place, that'd be great.

Saori claimed there was some other reason he was called a slacker. Not an ounce of sense was made. In terms of proactivity, Kazuhiko had been working toward earning himself a new crown. Oh well; he wasn't going to waste time with Saori's views of maturity, whether it was her own or someone else's in question. "Doesn't matter," was all he said before moving on. Whatever Saori intended to do with any new buffs she acquired, he couldn't say ─ nor did he know exactly what those buffs would be. All he did know, was that they would be, one way or another.

Whatever the case, Kazu's singular concern was eventually addressed. Before that however, she commented on the notion that he didn't miss, claiming it was a non-issue because she didn't intend to have children. "Not exactly why I gave the warning. Just keep that in mind," Kazu said. So long as she remained conscious of the warning, everything would probably be fine. Either way, Saori agreed officially. That was all Kazuhiko needed from her, and with that, he could enact his plan. The first step would be getting Saori in the mood with no physical contact whatsoever. How would Kazu manage that? Well, he'd simply enable that passive aura which affected everyone nearby. He found desire very easy to activate by this method, though it was specifically targeted toward himself. There was much more Kazu could do with it, but the results he'd seen already said that arousal was the natural result of the aura. Saori was no greater than the likes of Angelica, Kaguya, Miko or Sakura, so he figured she'd fall within moments ─ even at the cost of passively affecting the other two. "So... you in the mood yet?" he asked as if nothing was amiss.

There was a certain thing that was understood by some and not by others. Saori was simply a girl living her life, working out, and trying her best. There wasn't much more to her than those exact things, the hormones of students, how they viewed her and dozens of other larger problems weren't hers to navigate, they never had been. She'd been through all the 'taboo' things she'd been interested in and now here she was... agreeing to do them again. Only worse because the implied fantasy was no longer fantasy. Whether wrong or right she couldn't quite figure it out. But she did hate being challenged by anyone and wouldn't be falling for any of this boy's shenanigans. And while she was no greater on the scale of spiritual existence than his other conquests, she did have the ever so slight advantage of having a natural lack of interest in him.

No, that wasn't right, it wasn't that she wasn't interested it was that there was a boundary between them. If nothing else, she and Miko could converse about the issues of line crossing. She'd be finishing that grail of wine and feeling strangely quickly. Why? Surely the alcohol wasn't that good. Why could she feel her cheeks heating up and the start of arousal. No, it wasn't just the start she was quite sure she could jump Kazuhiko's bones right now, no foreplay. What was this world? She stared into the grail wondering why this was the case, "I should not have drank that..." she murmured. But... she wasn't alone in her feelings, Kaguya was squirming in place trying to find a comfortable position to sate her arousal and Angelica was curled up in a ball. "Noooo..." she whined almost sad. Moving on, it would be a question posed by Kazuhiko as if it wasn't doing anything which would draw her eyes up from the cup. "Did you do this to me?" she demanded immediately. The fact that she was aroused went without saying pretty much, but she supposed for the purpose of their bet, she should be admitting to it. "How the fuck are you making me horny?" She didn't know what kind of upgrade he'd gotten but she was sure he was about to become some sort of menace.

After being subjected to his aura, Saori decided to first blame the grail wine. There was a chance its consumption had some extra effect on the woman, perhaps even heightening his ability to affect her. Whether that was the case or not, he couldn't say... but like many other things, it didn't matter. "It's fine. It's not the same as real alcohol. It's... ambrosia," he said, sharing knowledge he'd acquired during that recent stay in the Nexus.

Regardless, the effects of his aura were apparent on all three women present. Kaguya squirmed in her sleepy and drunken state, while Angelica did... precisely what he expected of her at this point. He couldn't be upset; he did put her through a lot for the sake of freeing her. All the while, Saori simply wondered if he was the cause for her current state. He was, of course, but that was definitely confirmation of functionality. She even said it outright while questioning the event further. "I didn't touch you," he specified. To actually answer her question though, he supposed something was necessary. "Err... existing? Mostly existing. I've mostly been consciously holding myself back. This is just me deciding I want to offer myself. Since it worked, I guess that settles the pictures. Oh, but uh... nobody should go in that bedroom for a while still. It's... kind of crazy in there. There are also tree things; don't worry about it. Where to?"

Ambrosia. That was apparently what Saori had been drinking. "Right, mythical god drinks come out of the holy grail... that makes sense," Saori murmured. She was not at all prepared for her day to go this way. If anyone had asked her what she thought was going to happen today, this wasn't on the list. Well, suddenly feeling horny for a teen she taught definitely wasn't on her list either, but here she was... day drinking and horny.

Oh well, she didn't even have time to properly commiserate, no... she had a problem she needed to handle now and it was the fault of some teen boy. And what did he have to say for himself. He didn't touch her. True. But he did it on purpose and that was problematic. "Right." she said just that. The fact that this boy was managing to incur her anger wasn't something she was readily prepared for. Whatever, he wanted this... it was his problem to deal with. "Yeah, I have a thousand problems with that, but later. My room. Now. That way..." she pointed. No way was she letting him walk behind her. She didn't care much if he was getting pictures, though she was quite serious about what would happen if anyone saw them. Why teens of this age couldn't just enjoy their bad behavior in private she didn't understand. There was still a soft 'no' coming from an apparently traumatized Angelica, which didn't bode well, but someone like Saori didn't worry about her physical constitution, perhaps there could be an issue of her spirit but that was a problem for a different day. A tree problem in one bedroom and her empty one was something else. The technical sense of this was that this one had belonged to Yuuya's grandfather, and it was simply decorated, a bed, a desk and a few bookshelves with a small window. Once they'd entered and the door closed... this would be continuing in whatever way this was going to happen.

Kazu very much thought the same thing Saori voiced when he learned what the grail's liquid was. It all made sense that Holy Grails, which essentially evolved their owners to a state of godhood, would contain the known drink of gods. The special form of drunkenness it offered was also noteworthy, he thought. "Right? I said that too. The best part is, you can't get sick or develop a hangover from it. All the good, none of the bad," he explained to ensure Saori didn't have any bad expectations.

Now then, his explanation about the effects being used was received about as well as it was delivered. He really couldn't put it any other way; that sort of thing was Sakura's forte. Beyond Saori's issues with the given facts, however, her horniness manifested in a very demanding way. She wanted him in the room she'd been using, and it was a matter of absolute urgency. Kazu sported a confident grin as a mock salute was performed. "Hai hai!♥~" he said, already stepping backwards toward the room in question. He grabbed his phone along the way, keeping an eye on Saori even as he backtracked into the bedroom. "So we agree on that other challenge too, right? One scream... and I win~" he reiterated. It seemed Kazu's confidence in his own abilities had reached a new level. Where once his confidence showed itself during adventures or battles, he had... other things in his repertoire now.

According to Kazuhiko there were no negatives to be taken from intaking the liquid of the Holy Grail. Only positives, no negatives and a warm belly which caused a certain kind of intoxication, was well worth general thought. It wasn't even surprising that he thought similarly to her about the nature of the fluid within. "Sou, good. I guess that explains why day drinking can be considered an okay thing to do..." she said now having more context for certain odd habits Jeanne once displayed.

She supposed none of that really mattered, having finished a drink she had about all the courage she needed to act on her own apparently out of sync hormones. Of course, Kazuhiko gave her mock salute but seemed apt enough to take the directions she'd given without hesitation, if only a bit too cocky for her liking. But much like the rumors she'd heard of a certain golden king she supposed she couldn't fault the lad his attitude. "One scream? Define scream... I am prone to barking all day anyway..." she said truthfully there was something odd about that little challenge. As if he didn't realize that she wouldn't have bothered even thinking about it, if she wasn't already aware he could get the job done. He was still turned towards her and she walked with purpose, and fury dancing in those blue eyes of hers. Once inside the room she'd close and lock the door for her own sanity and see where this was going exactly. Pictures were being taken, and sex was being had but the order of these things was still up for debate.

Into the room he went, never turning his back on Saori. No, Kazu was watching her walk, his eyes traveling up and down all the while. This was going to be a new type of experience altogether. Martha was tall, strong, sporting legs that went on for days. That was going to need addressing at his earliest convenience. Ah, but first was an acknowledgement of the second challenge. She wanted him to describe 'scream' in the challenge's context. If she was used to 'barking all day' as she put it, that would muddy the waters a bit.

What would his answer be then? It would be easy enough to get most auditory reactions from most anyone, Kazu thought... but what was the point of a challenge that wasn't at least a little challenging? "Well... the goal is for both of us to have a good time, right? In that case, I'll let you decide when and if I win that one. Only a screamed moan counts. Hold me to the highest standard you've got; I don't mind. Every adventure should be the best one ever~" he rambled, not once taking his eyes off the woman. A picture was absolutely necessary as he took in Saori's angry expression; there was something very attractive about that fury. "This wasn't something you were looking for, so how about this? What can I do for you first?" Kazu wondered, always one for the joy of others before himself.

Saori was having an odd experience. Another of these young teens was staring at her in a way that simply annoyed her beyond all reason. There was no propriety among any of the teens she'd been talking to lately, their boundaries simply didn't exist. This wasn't at all how she intended to spend her day, but here she was now, locked in a room with a boy who'd magically caused her horniness she'd been willing to simply ignore. Whatever the case, clarification on Kazuhiko's last challenge was something which made sense. He rambled a bit speaking of the point of endeavors and stating that only a moaned scream would count. "Alright, Sex Devil Difficulty it is," Saori said knowing that of the two to three gratifying sexual experiences she had in her life. 'That was an interesting afternoon. But considering the positives and negatives of things I have already decided to do... buffs go both ways. Sex is fun in some instances. Discretion seems to not be a problem so much as it could be. I'll have something to do with the aggression I've recently worked up,' she thought in the terms she'd used to relegate herself to her afternoon with the Sex Devil.

Oddly enough this particular instance didn't contain any extra urgency. And she stood dressed in work out shorts and a t-shirt as they were in the house and she'd already had a shower, but... what of Kazuhiko? That boy's eyes were traveling all over her body and she could feel them on her. It did nothing for her mood, but he did ask her a question. Since she wasn't the one who asked for this, what did she want him to do first? "Right, kid propositions me then asks me what I want, makes sense," she was still flippant but she was well past the point of casual niceties. "You made me magically horny I want to get off," she said precisely what her desire was, but as for how it was reached there was some level of complication. Saori wasn't a pervert or anything and her list of sexual experiences were actually quite low especially when one considered the number that actually ended in orgasm for her. "Don't have a lot of details on how that happens... my preferences aren't many as I haven't actually done a lot," she said cutting her eyes and looking at literally anything but the boy in front of her. She hated having these conversations with anyone much less did she want to have one with the boy in front of her.

What Saori assigned Kazu was... a difficulty matching the experience of whatever Sex Devil she spoke of. That was fine; he felt like anything was doable now. Hayami Saori could be bedded, and he could answer one other age-old curiosity. Ah, but there would first be some hiccups. Saori clearly had issues with everything going on, even going so far as to avoid looking at someone she already permitted access to her body. How strange it was that she thought that was a reasonable decision.

The sense of Kazu's offer was not found either. Though that was a pity, he'd move on. It seemed Saori did not yet have a grasp of her own preferences, simply seeking the results by whatever means worked. "Hmm," Kazuhiko muttered, though Saori's lack of preferences was not quite the reason. There was no mood, no excitement... and he certainly wasn't a rapist or anything. Kazu had to think long and hard. This didn't really count if he didn't adhere to desires, and all existing desires seemed more falsified by the moment. Ah, there was an idea! She spoke one language better than most others: the language of aggression. Keeping that phone in one hand, Kazu rotated the other shoulder and cracked his neck. "Eyes front, Mary," he said casually. With that, a single pulse of Kazu's mana burst outward, its purpose to form a pseudo-bounded field within the bedroom. He didn't want to ruin two bedrooms in one day, after all. Once that barrier was established, he'd be found darting toward Saori. A simple right jab was thrown toward her face, easily avoided but packing enough of a punch to reverberate concussive force off the barrier without even making contact.

Sex Devil Difficulty was something which meant that his experience would be measured against that of the Sex Devil. Of course, the Sex Devil had a few advantages, fitting into Saori's pre-established type, not truly crossing any boundaries of her own understanding of taboo. It was like a set up for sex play. He allowed her to process, gave her new information she got to beat up things and work out aggression with her fists and then when an aggressive sexual situation presented itself, she was ready to begin. This had none of the build up she would have known how to respond to. It was quite awkward for her, and she had no idea how to make it not so, she was now simply horny with someone offering to fix it. Ah... but it seemed that both would be taking a different approach this day.

Eyes front. That was a casual call out to her, with a shortened form of the name she'd been given in the other world. A barrier was erected around them, she supposed that was a good idea given what he'd said was going on in the other bedroom. Ah, but what else? Soon enough an easy to read jab was headed straight for her face, complete with extra magical backing. "Too easy," she said as her body and head shifted out the way of that towards his otherwise occupied hand. That blast's force was noted. If he wanted to fight she understood that least, "You're open," she mentioned as her left and right fists lashed out in a quick set of three, one left aimed at ribs, the next right aimed at his core and the last a quick left uppercut. If he was using magic, she felt no need to withdraw the physicality of her hits, which would be made at the highest tier of her current physical sterngth.

There was a common ground one could always have with Saint Martha, or apparently even Hayami Saori. Combat was her area of expertise ─ something physical and aggressive. Even if attacking didn't set the mood, surely it would break down the existing bad one. The warning statement Kazu offered was one he'd delivered to her before, in the other world. This wouldn't be their first squabble... but it would be very different.

Too easy, she claimed. That much was to be expected; he never intended to strike her. What of her follow-up statement, though? Was he open? Well... that would be nonsense. "You sure?" he asked. That threefold strike of hers was first met with a forearm to guard his ribs. By then, he was able to turn toward the woman, palming her second fist to keep it at bay. As for that finishing uppercut, Kazu quickly leaned back ─ so far back that he quickly fell downward while sweeping at her feet with his left leg in a clockwise spin. She may have thought he was using magic; he wasn't. It was simply the case that Kazu no longer shared the same limitations this world placed on the others ─ or perhaps he had something else going on? He couldn't say just yet, but a certain sense of absolution flowed through him at present. As for that sweeping kick, it appeared the movement was potent enough for its aftermath to cause a miniature gale ─ one that lifted even the bed, which remained a few meters from their location, to rise from the floor. "Are those expensive?" he asked about her clothes.

Combat was something that Martha or rather Saori was always prepared for, perhaps this was simply something most people wouldn't acknowledge. She often found herself without a proper person to let her aggression out against, as very few could take her in a fight. Regardless, this opening of Kazuhiko's was enough to change her attitude just a bit, initially. She shifted away from his hit and tried to counter only to find her hits blocked and Kazuhiko himself questioning whether or not he was open. "Oh?" she questioned a grin crossing her face. But that grin was destructive in nature, very few people wore that kind of smile with the kind of energy Saori normally had, and she'd been spoiling for a fight since they'd met again.

And it seemed she'd be getting it as her fist was diverted on its last strike and the lad fell backward. Her eyes hadn't left him at all, and she saw that maneuver which went to sweep her legs, but the reflex to jump over such a thing was far too real to resist. Just the same the wind resistence caused by his movements and the movement of furniture was something rather odd. Her own body even reacted to the gale being blown back before a proper landing could be managed but she was used to falling so she went with the motion righting herself properly once her feet made contact and using one extended fist to hold herself. When she was suddenly asked about the price of her clothes. That question was so weird it was jarring. "I mean, they're just gym clothes, they aren't expensive really. Lingerie is expensive but... gym clothes are basically rags..." she said and that was the truth. A pair of shorts and a freebie t-shirt were far from things she cared about keeping. "Why?" she asked confused about the nature of his question.

Much to his expectation, Saori avoided that sweeping maneuver. Even so, the gust that came afterwards kept her from an immediate follow-up. She seemed so excited before that exchange. It must have been quite some time before she had a proper release, being the aggressive woman she was. Actually... she seemed really into the idea of fighting since the moment he and the others reached the Eternal Sanctum. "Huh. That's kind of hot now," he commented without much thought, thinking Saori's crazed expression was appealing despite its purpose.

One other appealing thing was the fact that her workout clothes were inexpensive. By the time they spoke about clothing expenses, Kazu had risen to begin bouncing on his toes. If her clothes weren't costly, then they were... expendable. Why did he ask about the price? Well, the reason would be obvious soon enough."Anything underneath?" he asked instead of answering her question directly. An echoing boom occurred then ─ just before the image of Kazu faded fully. His movement had taken him to Saori's side, where he'd be slightly crouched and launching his fist across Saori's abdomen. Once more, the strike would ripple without contact, as if his entire purpose was to shred her shirt instead of dealing any actual damage. In all actuality, that was his purpose.

Apparently something about Saori was kind of hot now. That was an odd thing to hear... but not so odd. Her interaction with the Sex Devil had granted her quite a few lessons not the least of which was that there was something attractive about aggression to certain kinds of people. There was also a general like of 'wild looks' but that part hadn't caught back up just yet. Saori stood and rotated her shoulders, this was going to be interesting maybe... "That's..." she didn't have the words to describe such a thing, but she didn't know how she felt about that appraisal. Maybe she liked it, or maybe she hated it... it wasn't entirely clear.

What was clear however, was that Kazuhiko had some good movements about him since his evolution. He was clearly something beyond the normal kind of being. She'd not been on the receiving end of anything resembling a beat down since her time spent sparring Jeanne. Beyond that point though, there was a question asked and answered and then a follow-up. "I am human enough to wear underwear, not like going out to get laid underwear, but cute," she said. She was wearing beneath her clothes a little string thong made of breathable material which was blue in color and a sports bra, which she didn't really need anymore but that wasn't a thing to converse about just now. "What the fuck was that?" she questioned directly. Those moves weren't anywhere near normal not from him not from many... suddenly her day was getting rather exciting. Well, there was a fist coming towards her, but it didn't quite hit, no instead her shirt was being blown apart by an impact which left her the room to lift her knee up into the low face of Kazuhiko. It seemed that she was still fighting, and not caring if he was hurt in the meantime. But that was her nature. "Sou," she said noticing her shirt coming apart that sports bra visible below her breasts and her thong's strings showing on her hips over those shorts. Saori could have a good time this way, and at the very least, it felt like a better size up than most things.

Kazu was somewhat excited hearing about Saori's undergarments. He even heaved a sigh of relief. "That's good. Alayans don't believe in underwear enough," he said casually as Saori's top was shredded by the mere backdraft of a thrown punch. She had on a sports bra, which was about expected... but there was something else more important now showing under the shorts. That was what he had to see. Of course, there was something else roughly within his line of sight the moment those strings came into view. Saori's leg was on the rise.

He was a bit too close, a bit too low. The reflexive attempt at movement resulted in Saori's thigh crashing against the underside of his chin ─ something he couldn't resist the blowback of. What he could do, however, was grit his teeth and take it on the chin ─ literally. His left hand still carried that phone, but that arm could be used to hook under Saori's elevated leg. Kazu's aim was to keep lifting it and fling the woman into a forced backflip, during which an open-palm thrust would be aimed at her ass. If he managed as much, the result would be much like every other strike thus far: the immediate shredding of her gym shorts. "That seems more you," the lad commented. Saori's demeanor performed a total 180 degree turn the moment combat became prerogative. Kazu still found it strange that she accepted his advances before even suffering the effects of magic, but lacked the proper demeanor to begin anything. Oh well; he figured this turn of events would make things work.

Apparently, there was excitement in the logical of bearing undergarments. Saori didn't fully understand it, but she knew of some troubles in the other world of even finding them if there weren't humans already in an area. She wasn't surprised that Alayans seemed not to like or understand the need to cover up their bits. "Sou ka," she said in a moment of understanding. But the difference between Saori's understanding and combat was night and day. And Kazuhiko seemed to come to know that.

Saori lost her shirt but... she gained something she'd been missing for a few days, physical contact of the violent sort with someone's body. Her leg did indeed make contact with Kazuhiko's chin and lo, it didn't seem to rattle his brain. An arm was hooked around her leg, she was flipped and she would as a trained fighter go with that motion, but... magical world reflexes were interesting. And she'd find herself with shredded shorts to go with that basically disappearing t-shirt. All was gone, except her underwear which she as left standing in when she righted herself. "Does it?" she questioned. Yes, she was the weird one, without a base desire to pursue someone she wasn't the type to start a sexual encounter. That being said she figured a bit of living was due her she'd been all but told that by the Sex Devil, so... she'd not said no to Kazuhiko after realizing she wouldn't mind having sex with him. It was an odd conclusion but that didn't change anything about what she'd been doing. It was quite random to be able fight someone and not have to hold back. Perhaps she should examine how her aggression actually worked as a manner of test. Obviously, not everyone who found her aggression attractive could do anything, but... maybe if they were actually capable of it there was a certain base understanding to be found? She'd have to test it at some point. "I take it your head's alright since you managed to flip me..." she said, noting that such was no easy feat even with magic on one's side.

Finally, Kazu was seeing something legendary. Saint Martha was the cause of desire for many. Kazu could count himself among them as one who was previously under her human self's tutelage; teachers really shouldn't be so attractive. Alas, there was now an opportunity to live many students' dreams on the horizon. All he seemingly had to do was fight his way there. "It does. You're way cooler when you're aggressive. The pensive look doesn't do you justice," he said with a lightly flirty undertone.

A successful flip and strike rendered Saori topless and without pants. There she stood, sporting naught but a sports bra and thong... and there Kazu stood, naked as a newborn babe and stiff as orichalcum. His head was fine, but everything else was going through the wringer. Those side-effects he could easily blame Miko for were showing themselves as well, as there was a bit of leakage from the tip of Kazu's dick. "The one on my shoulders, yeah, apart from a little lockjaw for a second. Good thing it wasn't the full knee. Not gonna lie, though... the other one's aching," he admitted shamelessly. With that said, Kazu would be rushing at the woman directly, albeit quickly as his initial movement. What was his goal this time? Punches and kicks weren't exactly conducive to results, so he thought to take advantage of whatever readiness Saori had by initiating a mutual grapple as two wrestlers would.

According to Kazu pensive wasn't a look that did her justice and aggression was a 'cool' look for her. Saori's eyes narrowed but... her face also reddened. What a confusing mix of things to feel. "No, you can't do that... don't say cool. I know how you feel about cool!" Ah, that was a bit demanding but such was the snap of a tsundere like her. Apparently though the head on his shoulders was fine, aside from a bit of backlash and lockjaw. But this lad was way too honest about the state of his being, and now, because he'd mentioned it, her gaze wandered just briefly. But briefly was long enough for them to end up entangled.

That speed increase of his had to be overwhelming. Of course she always had a defensive stance but now she was just wrapped up in the boy. Rather close to his body and that leaky erection of his. It was odd and strange, she was sure that his dick was bigger than that boasted by the Sex Devil and that entire situation had been almost outlandish. Her mind was a sea of distraction as she aimed to lock and sweep his legs, pushing her bodyweight forward and aiming to land on top Kazu which forced their bodies into complete contact, though she was still at least partially dressed. Whether this was a fight or foreplay was probably still up for debate but it didn't really matter as such a thing would easily get them into the right positions and perhaps, offering distractions to gain some kind of advantage. Such was a thing that could potentially work and may as well given this lad kept saying sexual things and they weren't hitting her ears wrong. "Ya know, if teachers shouldn't be this attractive students definitely shouldn't have dicks like this..." she commented, which was about as close to a full compliment as she was currently willing to give. It felt like her brain functions were switching just a bit towards the intended goal.

Apparently, Kazu wasn't to use 'cool' as a descriptor for this woman. That absolutely wasn't going to happen; he'd never refrain from acknowledging cool things. Besides, the flush on Saori's face was a very familiar reaction to him. One could even say it just about activated a certain drive, a switch in his mind that said... attack. "If you know how I feel about cool, you know that's never gonna happen!" he countered. If Kimura Kazuhiko, in any form, found something cool... then it was cool. There were no ifs, ands or buts about it. Ah, but more importantly, it was time for that attack, which did end in a grapple.

In the midst of their sudden lock, Saori decided it was her turn for a sweep maneuver. Soon enough, he was being thrown to the floor with Saori landing atop him, still caught in a grapple of his own initiation. What an interesting development. His aura had already been disabled, so he presumed a more natural development was taking place. Saori brought up the earlier mention of her attractiveness, raising a point that if teachers shouldn't be such, students shouldn't be so hung. Feeling a bit cheeky after hearing that, Kazu smirked. "Maybe you're right. What are you gonna do, take it from me?" he flirted openly and invitingly. "By the way, the magic's been off for about five minutes now. Just so you know."

Saori was an adult. She understood she was attractive, she worked on her body and the like, but even so, she wasn't prepared for the kinds of compliments that came from Kazuhiko. Of course, he seemed to take her demand as ammunition and claimed that if she knew how he felt about 'cool' she should know that he'd be saying it. Well, his stance was more extreme and the redness of her face intensified. "I knew you were gonna say that..." she said while scoffing. It was annoying to be complimented this way, and oddly it was also flattering. It was a mix of emotions one like Saori didn't normally allow herself to feel.

Ah, and speaking of things she didn't normally allow herself to feel, she'd ended up on top of Kazuhiko his thickness pressed between their bodies. She had commentary to offer him, and was given a rather cheeky response in return. "Yes, I'm confiscating it!" she said flippantly, a bit of cheekiness appearing in that rather aggressive expression. That's what teachers did and she was technically more comfortable fully acknowledging this particular taboo than she was avoiding it. To be fair, Kazuhiko was only not a delinquent in attitude but she liked his good traits. Though she never would have had sex with him under normal circumstances... she couldn't actually say the thought of it wasn't appealing. Whatever else was the case, he'd stopped his aura from working some minutes prior to this one, "Hm, I don't have as good senses here, but I did agree to this sort of thing without it so that makes sense," she said casually. She sat up a bit releasing the lad from a real hold and untangling them just a bit. In this position there was nothing between them but a thong, a sports bra and a prayer. And obviously one of those things wanted to take more clothes off. "This body really is something. You weren't physically a slouch or anything before... this is just extreme," she mentioned one hand pressing against his chest while she properly situated her legs on either side of him. She'd not released his dick from where it was trapped between them, but she was obviously already interested in their continued physical contact, if the wetness slipping past her thong meant anything at all... it was apparently that aggression turned her on, so did nice bodies and big dicks. The Sex Devil told her to do something interesting, she couldn't say Kazuhiko wasn't interesting.

Kazuhiko was now living the dream of many peers from this life. Too many times, he'd heard the whispers of other boys in class who wanted Hayami Saori to go ahead and step on them, or something of the sort. At present, Kazu could say being mounted was an equal, if not better outcome. Interestingly enough, there was also another shift of demeanor in Saori. She would apparently be confiscating his dick. Well, it seemed the whole teacher-student taboo was being completely delved into. Kazuhiko's grin grew wider. "Hai, sensei," he replied.

Saori did agree to this encounter long before any magic was used. Kazu thought the alluring aura would be a better segue, but it seemed disabling it and appealing to her normal antics was a much better tactic. He was all about the enjoyment of involved parties, and Saori previously seemed less invested despite the agreement. Now however, he could quite literally feel her readiness through the fabric of that thong. He'd been given some freedom, and he first used it to take a quick photo or three of the woman atop him. She seemed content to make observations about his body. There had been quite a few upgrades to it of late. "I can't take the same credit you can. Training and fighting only got me so far. The rest is just random magic buffs. In your case, though..." Kazu's remaining freedom led to one hand slowly trailing its way up the woman's toned abdomen after briefly brushing her thigh. There was a contrast he found most interesting ─ one completely taking place on Saori's body. She somehow managed to be fleshy and soft in all desirable places, while being absolutely shredded everywhere else. In due time, he'd find another place of soft squishiness upon Saori's chest. No way was he going to lose the opportunity to grab a handful for starters. "This isn't magic, though. I don't even know if magic can make this happen. You're, like... more ripped than a bodybuilder, but none of the good stuff's lost for it. That's awesome!"

Saori had flippantly mentioned confiscating Kazuhiko's dick as part of their conversation. If the taboo was already in play... there was no reason to deny it. She didn't want to let the Sex Devil down, he'd been so nice to her. Ah, but that wasn't all either, Kazuhiko seemed apt to answer and did so in the usual way one addressed their teachers. Saori's eyes narrowed. She'd likely never hear that properly again and she liked it. Well it wasn't like she was just randomly attracted to students all over the place so it should be fine. "Never gonna hear that right again," she murmured. It was fine, if nothing else, she could always after speaking to her sister choose to spend the rest of her lives in the magical world where it wouldn't matter.

Whatever the case, it seemed that several pictures were being snapped of Saori as she sat atop this boy and examined this new body of his. He claimed he couldn't take all the credit as he'd done a human amount of work initially and plateaued. He claimed most of his new physique to be magical buffs. "Hm, I mean there is a certain amount that I don't even think magic can rewrite," she mumbled. As if he fully understood what she would have been getting at he began to explore her body with his hands, touching the softest parts of her and the most toned with equal amounts of interest in her physique. Saori bit her lip, stifling a moan as he squeezed her breast. Oddly enough it wasn't just that which happened. She couldn't help the reaction of her face flushing intensely, at his words or the sensations. "I've gotten a lot of compliments but none like that," she said looking a bit sheepish. She shifted a bit in his lap rubbing gently against his dick as she did so. It was really shameful for a kid to have such a big dick.

Kazu rather enjoyed addressing Saori as 'sensei' in this context, and from the sound of things... so did she. Classes were likely going to be very interesting in the future. Oh well; he wasn't too bothered about that. As Kazu understood things, this was to be a one-time event. Ah, but there was a caveat; he also once believed he'd only have sex with Sakura once. Earlier this day, he thought the same of Miko, and they had already essentially planned a second round. Time and time again, the whole magical world sex conundrum claimed victims for the long haul. Time would tell if this was another such instance, or indeed inline with one's initial understanding.

For the time being, there was an observation occurring on two fronts. Each party inspected the other's physique in positive ways, acknowledging one another's ridiculousness. In Kazu's case, he also fully immersed himself in the curvature of Saori's body amid those varying textures. According to Saori, she'd never before received such a compliment the way he delivered it. "Well, I've never seen anything like this. Not from anyone besides a goddess, at least," he claimed. The only comparison he had to Saori was none other than Angelica, but she had divine constitution. Saori deserved infinite credit for simply working herself to such a state. As if to deliver said credit, Kazu proceeded with the physical appraisal of her body. He took a momentary rest from squeezing that flesh mound under his palm, choosing instead to grasp that sports bra and... ever so casually tear it off her body as if it were made of paper. The way she was grinding against his cock presently, Saori was obviously a bit closer to ready for more thorough explorations. . .

Saori for her part in this, didn't intend to have more than a single such interaction. Those girls were going to be a bit of a problem long term, but she did have her own goals and kind of man she was actually looking for, she wouldn't be the kind to look for more than what she needed. Regardless of that sentiment she was currently having a moment which required her undivided attention. That utterance of 'sensei' was so problematic, but also very nice. At least she wouldn't be having him as a student for much longer than this year. She could hope.

But beyond hope there was a certain exploration and physicality taking place. Her hips were moving against an uncovered dick which felt quite nice even just rubbing against her. With it came a comparison... to a goddess. If she took a quick guess, she knew the blonde one outside was exactly the sort who had her kind of physicality. She'd planned to ask her to spar but the actual comparison made her face flush. "Stop saying stuff like that!" she demanded once again. Of course, she would, it was embarrassing. Ripped from her person would soon be that sports bra, and unnecessarily bouncing breasts sprang forth after being abandoned. "Luckily I don't really need those anymore," she noted. There was something appealing about being stripped of her clothes like that, ripping was such an aggressive thing to do, she couldn't help but find herself gaining a certain amount of excitement. 'Definitely a reasonable way to deal with my own aggression.' She had that thought as her eyes shifted towards Kazuhiko's face. He was actually quite cute, that was a bothersome thing to realize. She leaned in to press their lips together, mostly so she didn't have to look at his cute face any longer.

Intentions aside, Kazu would be treating this interaction with Saori as if it would never happen again. Every adventure was unique, he thought. Applying that same mentality to his current sex life had him finding new appreciations for... well, everything. He hadn't given much consideration to the ramifications of that mentality, but it worked in everyone's favor thus far. This particular event was proving unique already, if only for the aggression required to satisfy one such as Saori.

Ah, but there were more things that caused satisfaction. The purer side of tsundere had appeared in the wake of his compliments. Between that reaction on Saori's face and her exposed, bouncing breasts, Kazu wasn't sure what to look at... so he'd look at both, twice via a couple of quick pictures. There were words to be shared, but it seemed Saori was content to occupy his mouth just before it opened. That wasn't an opportunity to miss; Kazu had no choice but to save his clause long enough to enjoy her lips. Even so, there was a particularly playful, harmless slap delivered to Saori's bosom. A short while later, his free hand was instead entangled in her hair, pulling her face away. "What if I don't stop? Do I get detention, sen-sei~?" he asked at last, all while his hips were grinding beneath Saori to rub the bulk of his shaft against her undercarriage.

Having fun and doing something about the way she felt, these were the only real intentions of Saori. She was a mature adult, most of the time... given this from the outside perspective she properly looked like she was on a spiral of bad judgement. But no decision she'd made in the last week felt wrong to her. Given this, she continued making such decisions with the greatest ease.

One of her best so far was choosing to lean down and occupy the mouth of Kazuhiko after he managed to snap a few pictures of her odd reaction to his compliments. The base personality of someone like Saori was well beyond the norm. She probably didn't show these kinds of inconsistencies regularly but saw no problem doing so here. A playful slap to her chest felt interesting. And beyond that a bit of hair pulling was enough to leave her body quaking just a bit. And what was this, he was saying something about receiving detention? "Definitely earning detention," she said given the fact that he was grinding beneath her. If he was content to act in such a way she was content move them towards something else. "First though, I did say something about confiscating something. I can't just let you sass me all the time~" she flirted back as she moved her own hips forward. Once again she'd be using someone's dick to move her underwear out of the way and achieve the proper alignment. And then she'd being the slow backing onto that throbbing erection.

For possibly the first time ever, getting detention as a student seemed like a great idea. Saori was in a far better way now, for some reasons he understood and some he did not. The ease by which she delved into a teacher-student roleplay was jarring, albeit in a rather pleasant way. With that being the case, Kazu would fall right alongside her into a new type of adventure. "Hai hai. I guess I earned it," he said coyly.

There was something beyond detention in his future, though. Saori reiterated her intention to confiscate something, and immediately went about enforcing the cost for his apparent sass. His cock was used as a tool to shift Martha's thong aside, subjecting him to damp folds in a rather commanding way. It had been some time since Kazu was last in a position like this, but the change was welcomed. "How long?" he asked as if wondering how long his precious object would be held at bay. While her opening was stretching around his tip, Kazu was utilizing that hair grip at the back of Saori's head. This time, he'd be pulling her toward himself while also lifting his own head. That kiss was broken for the sole purpose of speaking. Now though, he sought the woman's lips again ─ as well as the inside of her mouth with his tongue this time.

Saori was a person who seemed to enjoy the taboo that she set herself up for, in this case at least having sex with a student wasn't something she saw as innately negative even though she was still working through the fact that it was taboo. Beyond this, there was the cheekiness of Kazuhiko to help balance everything else, "Of course you did." she said of him earning his apparent punishment. Of course, it wasn't actually a punishment but it was better not to think about that aspect. As a matter of fact it was far easier not to think about it at all given the fact that she was using the lad's tool to set up proper copulation while he kept an interesting grip on her hair and head. "If you behave, I'll return it at the end of class~" that sounded about right for the nature of their relationship. Actually, she was sure she'd done something similar at some point in time... oh well. That push into her folds came with a push into her mouth. She didn't remember inviting him inside that part of her... the answer was a bit more aggression. A tongue lashing of the non-verbal variety. Just the same there was new thickness finding its home in the tightness of her core. But unlike the small or those of a more magical variety, this was all physical just muscle which tightened quite a bit as she back shifted down his shaft.

Kazu earned this 'punishment' from the woman, and if he had a choice, he'd earn it again. Actually, there was every chance he'd land himself in real detention at some point in the future... again. Maybe that would be interesting. No matter the case, that wasn't worth consideration now. For now, the thing of importance was this confiscation-in-progress ─ something Saori claimed would last until the end of class... if he behaved. Kazu thought that was something worth challenging, but only some time after an apparent wrestling of his invasive tongue occurred. He supposed they'd just be battling in a different way this time. A slathering of tongues was not something Kazu easily broke away from under any circumstance. What he did easily, however, was find a way to keep up exchanges without stopping. Saori diving a bit lower gave the lad just enough freedom up top to speak directly into her mouth ─ even while her tongue was caught between his lips. "What if I don't behave?" he questioned. One more picture was taken at the time. His phone was held out to the side, taking a quick and inobtrusive shot of their connected faces.

School would indeed be weird eventually for both of these people. Saori was always the type of mature individual to draw strict lines between activities. Time with roommates in college were very different from the shared classes and course work, time with students in school, very different from her out of school activities, and even time spent in martial arts tournaments, and hanging out with martial artists, were totally separate things. This crossing of an established boundary wasn't something she'd normally do, but now that she was about halfway through it, she wouldn't be stopping. Tongue wrestling while she brought their bodies together properly was great. Odd though it was, the lad seemed very good with that phone camera of his, taking several pictures from angles. All the while he was still being quite cheeky. What if he didn't behave? "Obvious answer. Detention!" she said firmly, she'd yet to push the lad all the way into her canal squeezing him to death but falling just shy of her womb. She understood enough of sex to experience it the normal way. But if detention was necessary she knew where it would take place.

While sex started properly between Kazuhiko and Saori, Iino Miko was finally making her way to the station to pick up her parents. She'd actually made it to the right area in a reasonable amount of time, but she'd gotten distracted by all the places she'd not seen before and ended up slowing her pace a bit. Doing so though, allowed her to see her parents, sitting at a nearby café having a late lunch. Upon spotting her mom sitting outside at a table with an umbrella the girl walked up taking in the sight with wide eyes which were sparkling with excitement. "I am so sorry I'm late. I had such a morning and then I got distracted when I started walking around over here. Everything's so different! But I'm happy to see you!" she exclaimed. True enough she'd not seen her parents in 300 years, there was a certain amount of stunned happiness overwhelming the small girl and oddly enough that feeling fed her soul. Risa seemed to be amused hearing her daughter's voice she looked over to her. "Hey there, cutie♥!~ We know how you are... it's fine and look at you. Having fun with fashion now?" she asked as if amused. The girl in her ripped jeans and frilly shirt with a bow and a cover shirt and some very impressive looking high heels. But then again, Risa was less surprised. Risa was wearing a long denim skirt which buttoned up the front and hugged the curves of her hips as well as an off the shoulder ruffled black top and a little sun hat. Her hair in characteristic thick pigtails held together by purple rose hair clips. Vivid green eyes showed for the duration of her happy conversation and greeting with her daughter. "See, Sweetie. I told you she was fine~" claimed Risa as if clearing something up.

Kazu was already resigned to detention, but his 'punishment' for not behaving would be... more detention? He wasn't sure if Saori intended to present another win condition, but that was precisely what she'd done. Either way, his current round of detention seemed purposefully limited. Saori clenched him all the way to the end of her canal, but no farther. Frankly, Kazu was relieved once again by the lack of immediate cervical penetration, though the effects of Saori's extensive workout regimen showed themselves in the form of tightness, spurring him into unintended grinding from beneath her. Soon enough, that grinding involved a retort to the near-painful grip she offered ─ said retort coming in the form of biting and dragging the woman's bottom lip.

All the while, one Iino Sosuke sat with his wife at a local izakaya restaurant. Sporting a casual button-up, saddle brown shirt and matching loafers, as well as a pair of white slacks, Sosuke sat across from his wife of nearly two decades, Risa. A single bite of karaage was halfway to his mouth when one of the most familiar voices reached his ear. Right away, the glasses-wearing brunette turned his head to view... a very different form of his daughter than he'd seen only days before. She'd made quite a few fashion-related decisions of late, but there was also a physical anomaly or three present in her body. "Mimi?" he questioned initially, as if in minor disbelief. True enough, Risa insisted the girl was fine, but... this development was unprecedented. Sosuke adjusted his glasses before speaking. "Fine may be the operative term. It has only been a few days, right? Don't tell me I've been that engrossed in work lately."

Humans didn't always push the kinds of boundaries that Goddesses did. Perhaps it was an old thing, or maybe one day someone would be able to explain why cervical penetration was so normative. But as a human who enjoyed feeling the burn, this was far more fun. There was an increased friction which she took advantage of, and the grinding of Kazuhiko beneath her made her hips begin moving properly against him. Saori or rather Saint Martha was classed as Rider... there was no way she wouldn't be responsive to such movements. Nibbling at her lips was a form of aggression she also wouldn't allow so as she found the grinding movements worth pursuing, she continued to kiss the boy beneath her. This included a small trail from his mouth down to his chin as she enjoyed the sensation.

All the while, Miko was being treated to the sounds of her parents voices and the visages. She was burning them into her memory fixing an emptiness that she'd had for the last three hundred years. The upward inflection of her father's voice in questioning her identity made her look at him directly. "Papa?" she repeated with the same kind of upward inflection. Her mother's questions would be answered as well, "Hai, I figured it'd be a cute look..." she said almost shyly. Still she wasn't really used to being noticed, and it was quite embarrassing. Even while knowing she'd done a bit of growing, having not seen her parents for several days by their own time, she could hope the details of it wouldn't really be questioned. "Definitely cute. Love the shoes~" her mother agreed with her. She'd had quite the increase in bust size, but she'd always been aware that her daughter had a pretty cute butt she'd been hiding under those slightly oversized clothes. Risa herself remembered going through a pretty active growth spurt at some point in her life, though the exact details were lost to time. "It does happen. Maybe not seeing her for a few days just makes it more obvious. There is also the general change in style to consider, Sweetie~" Risa said without thinking about it too much. She thought it a bit extreme but also knew how likely it was that her daughter wouldn't have known how to approach such growth on her own. Perhaps hanging out with her friends was a good way for her to deal with it, and Kaguya was here and that girl had way fewer issues just being herself. Even with everything going on, Miko was just looking at her parents as if she'd never seen them before or thought she'd never see them again. There was a certain happiness which made small tears spring up in the corners of her eyes.