Charles Patricius

Something was... strange. Something was... unquestionably familiar, and oh so foreign all at the same time. Hiruko gave only a passing explanation of Shota's exploits, but what that did to Sakura's psyche was palpable. He'd been periodically looking at the girl all this time. Suddenly, he saw a very different person behind that unmarred and otherwise innocent visage. "Huh. You've got one too," he mused absently. She still didn't reek of anyone with a murderous history, but the will was there more clearly than ever. Hiruko saw that sort of expression in a very specific group of people ─ a group who killed as frequently as he schemed, with no remorse for their actions. He got the feeling that if Sakura killed Shota, she'd actually be disappointed before anything else. "For the record, my goal here is to keep him alive," he stated.

Well, that was probably a non-issue. It didn't matter for now anyway, as both parties were content to further entertain themselves and one another instead. In fact, Sakura wanted to know if his pictures were desired in her current bikini, or some form of new lingerie. Both options were exciting in their own way. A bath was not on his agenda after earlier, but... he did have some ideas. "Well, if you're taking a bath anyway... how about both? I already went for a wash right before Shocchi left, but I'd gladly keep my new associate from being lonely in there. Maybe a before, during and after shoot? I don't think I've ever done one like that before. You seem like you'll be full of surprises♥~" he flirted in return. "And who knows? Maybe I'll give up and decide I need another bath anyway~" With that said, Hiruko was already finishing another glass and topping off his and Sakura's once more. He'd then be acting as an escort toward a large, onsen-style bathroom that was even optionally exposed to the outside via a mobile ceiling. He even took the alcohol with him, intending to have at least one more drink to keep the buzz going.

The shift in Sakura's face or psyche was something she was used to happening only in a specific context. Today would be the first day Sakura felt such a shift for a non-sexual reason, but that was a bad thing. "I have one what?" she wondered honestly. She didn't know what her face looked like to anyone else most of time and she truly only reacted naturally to most things, though most didn't activate her emotions like that. Beyond that point, Hiruko seemed to interpret murderous or at least dangerous intent from whatever he saw in Sakura in the moment. He even clarified that his purpose here was to keep Kakihara alive, "Hehe~" she giggled. "That's my goal too," she admitted. Her own philosophy might not fit in this world but she'd still share it. "Death is a gift, and I have no intention of giving it," she specified. She had no desire to kill Kakihara Shota presently, she wanted him to suffer. He deserved to suffer... for causing harm to someone else, for being a trash version of a demon and for daring to think himself remotely comparable to Kimura Kazuhiko.

Moving on, there was something more pressing on her current agenda and it was... both kinds of image since she was going to take a bath. "Oh? That sounds pretty fun," she said of the kind of photos he wanted to take. He'd also be keeping her company in the bath and poured her an additional drink which she accepted while he lead the way to the bath. He was such an honest flirt and she quite enjoyed talking with him. The truth of the matter was, Sakura was only being given more reason to enjoy her time with Hiruko the longer they spoke to each other. She picked up her bags on the way back so she could pick lingerie. "I'm sure you could enjoy a bath with me if you wanted, at the very least it'll definitely be worth your while to keep me company~" Sakura offered a wink towards the man while she sipped her own drink. She'd let him choose the backdrop for his images and be prepared to pose for him while looking over the bath. "Oh? These are like home, nice~" she said of the bath.

Disturbingly enough, Sakura fully intended to keep Shota alive. He knew what that meant. For someone who hadn't already put a thousand people in body bags, Sakura had already reached a level of sinister that only a few seasoned killers he knew frequently reached. Hiruko was right to call her dangerous ─ more right than he even knew at the time. Oh well; some extensive torture may have been exactly what Shota needed. He'd once heard as much from a few killers local to this area. . .

Whatever Sakura intended in detail, he wouldn't bother finding out just yet. Drinks and merriment went hand-in-hand, so he'd leave it that way while climbing a flight of stairs and traversing a hall toward the bathroom. Hiruko was surprised this even made it on Shota's list; it was much more his own style than expected. According to Sakura, this setup was also similar to her home's baths. That was strange to hear. "Are you from Oita, Sakucchi?" he wondered aloud. At the same time, he slid out a stool to sit upon. One more sip of cognac was taken as he readied his phone and kept a close eye on Sakura's body. Now that he had a better angle, there was a lot to appreciate... quite literally everywhere from head to toe. "Damn. Now that I'm seeing from this angle, I don't know if my camera can do this any justice. Well... that won't stop me from trying~"

The torture of Kakihara Shota was on a list of things to do for Sakura, but at the top of that list of things to do, was Hiruko. A baht and merriment, pictures and a few moments of fun, drinking and sex would be happening long before vengeance was enacted against Kakihara. In the meantime, talk of the origin of Sakura were being discussed. Context clues said that whatever Oita was on this side, it had the hot spring style baths she was more adjusted to using back home. How interesting that so many places were pieces of her own home, Munetsuchi must have been mirrored in an odd way in this world. She'd have to ask Saori about it in more detail later. "Iia, though I assume they have nice hot springs~" she said. She likely couldn't properly explain where she was from and he had no reason to believe or understand her without evidence which she couldn't currently provide aside from some very strange pictures.

An uttered swear came from Hiruko as he seated himself. It seemed that the change in angle had changed his perspective. He was looking at her body and appreciating its form in quite the flirty manner. Since his phone was ready, she struck a few poses. "I'm sure it'll be fine, Hirrun~" Sakura flirted with the man. Her legs spread apart with her body partially bent over she smiled into the camera shifting around to reveal her body. She'd give Hiruko a show while she removed pieces of her bikini. She'd make sure to turn and give him all kinds of angles to see her flesh from as she undid strings, belts and rolled down those thigh highs. She'd slowly be revealing more and more flesh all the while occasionally making eye contact and offering Hiruko whatever expressions came naturally to her face. For him, they were smiles of various degrees of intensity and flirty little winks.

It was easy to begin wondering if Sakura was from the Oita prefecture, known for its onsen, but that was apparently not the case. Oh well; it wasn't as if they couldn't exist anywhere else. He did figure, however, that she'd enjoy the trip to that area if she was a fan of baths like this one. "They're known for their springs for a reason. If you've got a travel list, add it," he suggested.

Speaking of suggestions, Hiruko didn't even have to make one for Sakura to begin showing a repertoire of picture-perfect poses. He was quite used to some conversation taking place beforehand, but there was something refreshing about the confidence she showed to just begin without prompting. Of course, he was ready to begin snapping, utilizing years of experience to perfectly time each pause in conjunction with the various expressions Sakura revealed. "Ho? That's more than I imagined, Sakucchi. I know girls who live for the camera that don't pose so easily. It's good energy; you're gonna make my camera fall in love♥~" he praised. Truly, this was a shockingly pleasant turn of events. Where Sakura learned to manage such a mature form of sex appeal, he didn't know, but he was glad to see the results.

According to Hiruko, Oita was a place known for hot springs and if she had a travel list, she should add this place to it. She was compiling a list of activities for the purpose of bonding with her new friends, perhaps the girls and Kazuhiko would enjoy such a thing. "Hm, I hadn't considered such a list, but I was looking for more places to visit with my friends. I'll add it and keep a list," she stated. "Arigatou," she thanked the man pleasantly for his added helpfulness. She'd be having some fun with all that information later, for now she was content to have fun with Hiruko.

And their fun currently involved the random poses and stripping she was doing out of that ridiculous bikini. As she took off her clothes and offered the man what was natural to her existence, she gained encouragement. "You're good energy~" she deflected. "All that talk is very encouraging... I do like it," she said a slight shift in her gaze occurred as the top string of her bikini came loose. It was only natural to use a hand to cover herself while it fell. And more natural still to reveal the flesh beneath it as she slid her shorts down her now unmarred hips. Still, those casual looks towards Hiruko would continue as her fingers found those strings on her hips and she tugged them playfully before discarding them. By all accounts of her own observations this did quite a bit for Hiruko and if she'd been less confident it would have done quite a bit for her as well. Still, she was already making an effort in his case, and once she was naked she grabbed a stool and began the process of washing up with her back to him. If he wanted pictures he was allowed them, if he wanted a reel full of images of her at these various instances of her bathing he could have them. She pulled her hair up off her neck wrapping it into a quick bun before any washing would begin.

"Hai hai. If you ever need a recommendation, let me know~" Hiruko added. He traveled quite frequently for one reason or another. Never one to avoid the chance of a good time, he always found room to enjoy a trip ─ even a work-related one. Surely Sakura would enjoy a place known for its hot springs; it was almost a cultural obligation for some individuals.

Currently, Hiruko was beginning to feel some obligations of his own. Sakura moved in a manner unexpected for a casual photoshoot. What she gave was a full striptease, seeming to keep a reasonable enough pace for photographs... but also a reasonable pace for a video. Luckily for Hiruko, he was able to record and take pictures at the same time. "I hit record for video. Hope that's alright~" he said. Apparently, he was also a source of good energy. Whether Sakura gained encouragement or vindication from his words, he wasn't certain, but he'd keep them coming if they weren't a bother. Just the same, Hiruko would soon enough be tugging on his pants leg as if to make room for his growing erection. By the time Sakura was topless and pulling down her shorts, he was mere centimeters from becoming a lost cause. Of course he was going to keep taking pictures of her from behind when she sat in that stool; it was all too much to pass up. "I don't know who made you, but they must have broken the mold. I have to admit something. . ." he mused while rising from his own stool, stepping forward to get a better angle for his next picture.

"I will, I like going new places," she said happily. If someone could give her ideas of places to visit she'd make sure to do so. The large group of young women they were growing would need some activities and she wanted bonding with everyone to the degrees they were comfortable with, so she'd keep in mind any suggestions that aligned with any of their interests, when she learned them.

Just the same, Sakura continued her movements until she was naked and seated upon a stool to begin washing. Of course, she wasn't being innately sexual as she began this process, but the whole bathing process did a bit of heavy lifting for sexualizing itself, especially if one was already in such a mood. Sudsy water would find itself on her flesh and though she was technically clean from head to toe, she still enjoyed the sensations. "It's fine for you, just send me a copy when you get my number. I do like to watch things~" Sakura mentioned in a flirty manner. True as it was, Sakura was definitely something of a voyeur and would watching a lot of things and be pleased by the experience. And those word choices of Hiruko's were still doing work. By the time her soapy sponge found its home against lush thighs, she was being given a compliment the likes of which made true happiness shine in her eyes. "Ah, that's a real compliment. Arigatou gouzaimasu, Hirrun♥!~" she said as she turned back to look over her shoulder at him. "What are you admitting?" she asked quizzically, still that didn't stop her eyes from tracing his form and seeing that which was hardening in his pants leg. 'Micchan has exquisite instincts.' she thought wondering how the girl managed to find such a man without trying at all in world in which so many were substandard. That might have been a topic for more study. Whatever the case, there was something about Hiruko which required her current attention.

Perhaps the most interesting of things here and now, was Sakura's desire to have a copy of his video. As she was the star of the show, he'd be a fool to reject her request. In fact, he was liable to ensure the best possible angles now that there was purpose beyond his own future enjoyment. Speaking of angles, Hiruko was already on his way toward Sakura as the suds cascaded down her flesh. His camera was flipped and held in front of Sakura, his head simultaneously leaning over her shoulder just after that compliment was received. What was he admitting? Well, he thought it best to go about that a certain way.

Sakura was a strange one. She responded to the most unusual things in positive ways, and trivialized the most ridiculous claims while not leading a life similar to his own. That alone caused a quality of intrigue that bordered arousal. As such, there was only greater purpose to Hiruko's coming words. When he spoke so closely to Sakura's ear, he did so with absolute certainty, albeit without the conviction to act in favor of other things. "I'm already arguing with myself about letting you finish washing. Part of me would rather bend you over right now and fuck you until you can't walk downstairs by yourself. I'd hate to miss this opportunity, though... so I guess I'll just let that build on itself for a while longer♥~"

There was an interesting interaction taking place. Sakura had been through a few men and not even a handful of them were truly exceptional. This one though, was seeming like he stood at the top of her own experiments as an earnest target for sexual exploration. What was more, he also managed to be the kind of man who wasn't throwing himself at her, while also appreciating her for exactly what she was, there were no misunderstandings. No need to rewind time and no oddities. She was even starring in a film she planned to watch later to see how she looked from the third person perspective.

While Sakura washed herself it would seem that Hiruko was content to loom a bit, changing the angle of his phone and speaking directly into one of her ears. Her flesh goosed just a tad as she listened to what he had to say, such physiological reactions were normally quite limited. What was he admitting to? Not wanting to let her finish her bath to bend her over the tub and... fuck her until she couldn't walk on her own? "That's exciting. I'm excited... that actually sounds like fun," she said as her face took on a genuinely excited expression, even a gentle blush tinted her cheeks which wasn't entirely normal given her resting state of disinterest in most cases. Much like he relied on her friends to gauge her a bit, she was also relying on her friends. The states that Kaguya and Miko returned in the previous night and their praises said that this was actually something this man might actually be able to achieve. "I suppose I'll be anticipating that doesn't happen very often~" Sakura teased as she finished her wash, having gently stopped at the point he spoke. Now she was rinsing suds falling down her body and around her curves until she was thoroughly clean. She'd never skip a good tub soak.

Hiruko didn't like the idea of withholding this particular bit of information. He did, however, enjoy the idea of delivering it in a very specific way... and the results spoke for themselves. He'd yet to see the true extent of Sakura's normal apathy, as she'd been fairly expressive since their meeting. A bit of impassiveness was clear, however, so that shift in demeanor remained impressive. "Ho... I like that look, Sakucchi. You're really keeping my brain busy," he admitted.

Frankly, Hiruko believed himself capable of ruining anyone's ability to walk. That may not have always been sexual, but in the case of it being so, he was actually made more certain. Sakura claimed she didn't often anticipate things. He figured as much, at least based on her prior interactions with Shota; most who knew him could say the same. Since there were expectations established for him now, Hiruko had to fill the proverbial shoes. "Really? We'll have to fix that, won't we? You should expect the best," he stated, taking a moment to smell the freshly-cleaned body of Sakura from behind. In doing so, he decided to lick the girl's back slowly, gently, for no particular reason other than a random desire. "I get the feeling I'll have to give it my all. Maybe I'll get to try something new. That's an exciting thought. What about you? Anything new you're interested in trying today?"

Apparently there was something to appreciate in Sakura's changed expression. Such a thing was partly the reason she wanted to witness herself from the third person. She had no idea what caused her facial expressions to change, but she knew for a fact that she only showed such expressions to those who earned them. Hiruko though she'd known him only a short while, was probably the most interesting being native to this planet she'd met on this side. "Busy minds are interesting..." she mused lightly.

Ah, and beyond that, it seemed that her lack of general anticipation was understood. Sakura's apathy was probably a lot stronger than Hiruko would realize from his interactions with her. According to the blonde in question she should expect only the best, "Sou ka, well... I definitely want to find out what that means~" she stated clearly. If she was supposed to expect the best, it was time she found out what someone else thought that was. She'd established someone like Kakihara as a baseline but he was failing at that magnificently. If she took another like Reiji she'd call him something closer to adult standard, but this... was exciting and young. What was more his tongue traveled down Sakura's back causing her body to shiver. Contact with mana on humans normally didn't cause any outward reactions, but even just that simple motion was something which caused Sakura's flesh to goose and a small noise to escape her lips. "Ah, I... " she paused. "I don't think I had anything particular in mind. I am definitely fine with you bending me over and fucking me though, that is definitely on my current list," she stated honestly.

Busy minds were interesting. Hiruko was having a very interesting experience with the musings in his own mind currently, and more fun still seeing where things were going in reality. He wasn't the only one, apparently, as Sakura voiced a similar train of thought. Whatever the best was, Sakura would have to find out... and Hiruko would have to draw it out of himself one way or another. "We'll find out together. I haven't pushed myself in ages, but I've been getting some motivation lately. It'll be fun to see what happens," he assured with a fair amount of excitement coursing through him as well.

Perhaps it was that excitement that translated to the random licking of Sakura's back. He couldn't have explained that act if he tried, and... he wouldn't try. It didn't seem necessary anyway; Sakura didn't even question it. Actually, she seemed to take it positively. Hiruko would take a mental note of that before moving on. Ah, but what were they moving on to? Hiruko wanted to know if Sakura had any new plans in mind. She had none to speak of, apart from the idea Hiruko himself expressed previously. Taking a step back, he gave the lass whatever space she needed to continue bathing and the like. Of course, he continued recording and taking snaps of any noteworthy stills. "Well that's a given, isn't it? I'm going to do that anyway... but we've got a prime opportunity to push ourselves, so why not? Let's make it memorable on both sides♥~"

Apparently, Hiruko didn't often get to push his limits. He'd been finding motivation lately, Sakura could assume from his interactions with Miko and Kaguya, though the latter didn't have the endurance of the former. If he was looking for those kinds of limits they could indeed have a great deal of fun together. "We can find out. I'd actually quite like that... I enjoy being on the receiving end of extreme effort. And you have the right attitude, I'm sure you could accomplish something interesting," she said. Perhaps that wasn't clear enough but it was quite difficult for Sakura to explain in other terms. She was a sadist with masochistic tendencies. She enjoyed physical roughness and an imposing attitude when it was the truth of someone's being.

"This body of mine doesn't know a limit, I tend to make people lose consciousness..." she said as the truth of her current existence. Now that she was clean though she had no problem with anything further happening. Her natural movements were quite sexual and yes, he could definitely bend her over anything he liked and have at her the way he desired and she'd allow it so long as she liked his attitude. "I'm trying to get folded like origami but finding someone with the right attitude and physical prowess is difficult... think you can manage something like that, Hirrun?" she asked almost innocently, but the truth of her limits was something she didn't know presently, though she'd almost fully exhausted her understanding of humans. This man seemed to be one the other girls thought belonged on the other side of the world and Sakura, believed them as they had points of reference like her fathers. Hiruko had been giving her good feelings since they met. "You're the more worldly of us two though, is there really something new I can help you try?" she asked flirty. In the case of Hiruko she was willing to be part of his experimentation a bit...

"So you like it rough? Sou ka. Well, I have a hard time managing anything less. I don't come equipped for easy entry," Hiruko declared. In terms of endowment, he was a bit too much of everything for sex to be gentle for anyone ─ at least in his human experience. A certain amount of effort was applied by length and girth alone, before movement was even taken into consideration. Sakura likely knew what he was equipped with, though, since she'd spoken with the other two enough to know his full name.

Sakura had a habit of rendering her partners unconscious; how interesting. "Really? I've been known to do the same," he said, interested even more in what Sakura could do. Her claim of having no limits registered in his mind easily; it had to be a notice that she could be another on the impressive list of safely penetrated wombs. Moreover, Sakura's desire for a new experience was... being folded like origami? That would be new to Hiruko as well. The closest he'd gotten to such a thing was Kaguya, as most of his partners were already overloaded by penetration alone. "That happens to be on my bucket list. I thought I'd have to wait on Kayacchi. I also didn't think you were that kind of submissive," he said with a light chuckle. Ah, but what of the thing he had in mind? "There are a few things, but given what you want... I wouldn't mind being on the dominant side of bondage. The types I've seen break out chains and the like have been... very specific about the side they prefer being on~"

Sakura did indeed enjoy rough copulation, she found that to be more the case when magic wasn't involved, but in the spirit of being human she couldn't say she disliked the idea of it continuing long after she was back to full magical interactions. "Yes, that is accurate. And that's good for me, I can understand why consideration is often necessary though," she commented. The women she'd seen in sexual situations in this world weren't at all awakened. She had no doubts that womb penetration would count as a massive injury for someone unprepared for it. Hiruko's sizable package was so far among the best on this planet as far as Sakura was concerned. Definitely worth experiencing without human sensibilities.

Apparently, Sakura wasn't the only one known to put people out of their misery. Considering what Kaguya came back like the previous day, she could say that Hiruko was definitely at least a stamina filled monster. Perhaps... she'd actually get to experience fucking all night as a human. "Yes really. It gets boring considering I don't sleep..." she said. Expressing herself in the time before sexual activities took place was seemingly a good way to get out everything before it was time, she'd learned this in her time with Reiji. "It isn't all bad though, even if someone goes out, if they've put in a great enough effort, I tend to respect it," she explained of another truth she'd learned of herself earlier today. "Kayan does seem to be very submissive in front of certain domineering people," Sakura observed happily. That friendship was one of her favorite things to observe, but that wasn't a necessary bit of commentary. "As for me, it is my preference to be more submissive, but I can't bend to weak individuals. I come out a bit more bitchy than submissive in those cases," she said seeming to have a fairly good understanding of her own psyche. Still, if their ideations were lining up then she had little to worry about it. All clean and washed, she looked at that tub and gave consideration to a warm soaking bath while she thought things over. There were a few more things to consider after all.

Hiruko doubted Sakura needed any warnings before they began. Based on his earlier experience with her two friends, and how ridiculous they were, he assumed anyone who fell into the group was ready to receive his ridiculous proportions. Considering she and the others had ridiculous proportions of their own, Hiruko couldn't even be baffled ─ only pleasantly surprised each time one of them appeared. Strange though, was the notion that Sakura didn't sleep. As a resident of the non-magical world, he figured she meant 'rarely' as opposed to never. With that alone in mind, he could commiserate. "I get that. That's why I like being in this city recently. It has so much more activity late night than I'm used to. Well... it's good sometimes," he said, knowing his job only became more difficult with more potential witnesses active.

Sakura respected effort. If nothing else, she'd surely be getting effort from Hiruko, even if she happened to get the best of him. With her apparent submissive nature, though, he doubted that could be the case even if she thwarted Miko and Kaguya combined. Ah, but he did like the idea of some bitchiness as well. Hiruko would have to do a bit of experimenting at some point. "I'll have to see that side too. We've got some free days in common, so... maybe~" he said with a shrug. Now then, Sakura was finally moving on to the tub. Hiruko would avoid joining, lest he lose a one-time opportunity. Certain images had to be taken before anything else was done; post-sex images could never be the same. Even so, it wasn't as if he didn't consider abandoning that entire plan. Simply watching Sakura move to the tub was enough to rile him up. "It's funny. You're not even doing anything, but I still want to jump in there. I'm usually a little more composed," he admitted.

Ready and willing were those capable of receiving Hiruko. Sakura didn't need any warnings, but was still more than a little surprised when viewing this man. He was beyond the norm in a way which was surprising and unlike others seemed well versed in how to use it. Fun could be had, regardless of the way he enjoyed sex himself, she understood this given her own adventures over the last few days. Hiruko seemed to understand Sakura's lack of sleep, she doubted anyone living as a human didn't sleep to the same extent, but if he was more used to the night life, he would at least be a great deal of fun for her... not just a single hour of bravado followed by an equivalent amount of recuperation. "There is definitely a lot more going on after dark than I would have expected..." she said of this particular area. Even her approach from the beach had seen a great number of people moving around near sunset.

As their conversation progressed and Sakura enjoyed her tub soak she seemed to just be happily appreciating the warm water. She'd be found eventually leaned over one end of the tub, content to converse with Hiruko while making no efforts but resting her face against the palm of her right hand. "It's very possible. Though I can't say for certain, I am not prone to reactions inorganic to my own moods..." she explained of herself. Always honest, Sakura wouldn't be letting anyone believe her reactions were anything but genuine, in both frequency and intensity. There was also something admitted by Hiruko, she wasn't doing anything but he still really wanted to jump in with her, "Sou ka, that's a fairly normal reaction to me. I've been told I am tempting," she explained. Still a slightly eerie smile appeared on her face, "Still, you look rather composed to me. Very few resist even a little~" she mused in a teasing manner. 'Actually, this probably part of what makes the extra effort worthwhile,' she thought understanding completely her more forceful desires when they arose around specific individuals. All credit was to be given to Hiruko as one of the few entities who didn't immediately flounder because of her existence alone. That combine with his attitude would make their continued progress very fun.

Hiruko's camera remained at the ready, even as Sakura merely relaxed in the bathtub. Actually, he managed a couple of pictures from his seated position. It seemed they were both content to converse while the girl soaked, as opposed to starting anything that would ruin part of the plan. Of course, a great many deviant things were right there on the horizon... and the horizon was being approached with surprising rapidity. Sakura warned the blonde that she didn't fake reactions; that was fine. As it happened, he was very good at managing that sort of thing. "That's alright. I'm not what one would call a good person, you know? I'm pretty good when it comes to... coaxing people naturally in the direction I want ─ if I want. In this case, though... I want to see what's natural," he stated with a hint of intrigue.

Sakura was indeed a tempting individual. Hiruko could attest that her mere existence and a bit of nudity were enough to make him desirous, but that was something he considered a side-effect of sheer, ridiculous attractiveness. His composure as viewed by another or compared to others was one thing, but for Hiruko... he was far from tame. "Tempting doesn't begin to cover it. It's not normal for me to even bat an eye," he admitted while rising from the stool again. Hiruko did approach Sakura, but he resisted temptation once more. He did, however, take advantage of current positioning with a few additional pictures. He rather enjoyed the angle that led down Sakura's back to show the full curve of her rear. "But, lucky us. I'm still composed enough to make sure the moment doesn't come too early~" he said in spite of the raging erection trying to burst through his pants leg.

In the meantime, a notification was arriving to Sakura's phone. Well... it wasn't just one. "Tohcchi, are you back yet?" asked the first of multiple texts from Shota. "I went out to the shop for some food," the second read. "My cousin should be there waiting," was the third to appear. "Want anything specific for dinner?" read the fourth. Finally, there was a fifth message sent. It read: "Besides me, I mean♥" By the time that final message appeared, Hiruko had taken note of the notification count. He knew that texting pattern all too well. "... Shocchi wants you," he said, struggling to avoid laughter.

Sakura found it rather easy to be honest with the man in front of her. She was having a good time just chatting and studying the man before her. It would seem that he didn't classify himself as a good person, and that was fine as well. Sakura didn't classify him as a bad man either. Even if he was a killer or swindler he was morally not reprehensible. In fact, she'd call him one of the more balance individuals she'd looked at in her time in this world. He also seemed to understand his onw nature, claiming he was used to making people react the way he wanted, but wanted to see something natural. "Sou ka, those aren't bad things... pretty good skills actually," she said. "Though I'm glad... people occasionally find me very unnerving," she admitted and gave the reasoning behind her earlier admission.

Just the same Hiruko standing and getting more pictures allowed her a view of the bulge in his pants and his line of sight. She'd find it easy to extend the arch in her back and help the man see a bit extra her hips gently swaying in the water as they conversed casually. "That's quite the bit of fortitude. I do like hearing that though... " she said about the tempting nature of her body. "In all honesty you're quite something yourself. I really was being honest earlier when I said you were interesting to look at... in more ways that I can even explain~" she flirted. Of course all the while she was looking up his body. Her line of sight traveling from his erection, up his torso, up and up until reaching those very magical eyes. In truth this man should probably be taken over to the other world just because it was obvious he was almost at the summit of this world's allowances. Whatever the case, she didn't get the time to keep her considerations as they played across her face, so did something else. A series of pings that happened in such rapid succession they could have only come from one person.

Kakihara Shota, was the only person in Sakura's life to text her with that amount of frequency. She'd noticed that everyone had different habits when it came to messages but something about his, managed to annoy her even through the filter of technology. Perhaps it was because, now that she had a decent understanding of his motivations, that annoyance he caused within her person only swelled. Perhaps it was karmic in nature... her powers related to that seemed to be quite underutilized. She'd only done a bit of karmic good the previous night when plucking the bonding strings attached to Akaba Reiji and her punishment to rapists. Perhaps it was a good time to punish? Hiruko also knew who was trying to contact her, and seemed on the verge of laughter. "I know. I'm going to ignore him," she said honestly. "It's odd though, I haven't had my phone for that long, and I've noticed everyone has different habits when texting, and his specifically annoys me. It changes my mood. I don't like it," she commented as if observing herself was something to do. Still, she wondered what he was saying, and she'd realized given how short his messages where that she could read them from the hot bar without opening them. She used this knowledge she'd picked up from teens earlier today to read a series of messages which made her face shift from annoyance to digust.

He could see how the masses found Sakura unnerving. On the other hand, Hiruko couldn't think such a thing while knowing the types of people he did. "You're not unnerving; not to me. I see worse every day," he claimed. With people like Kusanagi walking the streets, he certainly couldn't call Sakura's demeanor bothersome. If anything, she reminded him of... one of the Hoshimi siblings, though a great deal more logic-focused. He enjoyed it, actually.

As he drew closer, Hiruko was given the immediate reward of a shifted position from Sakura. He got quite the good image from that, but also caught wind of where Sakura's gaze primarily lingered. By the time she looked into his eyes, Sakura was on the receiving end of a cheeky wink. It seemed they both had something to look forward to in the physical sense. "Well it's not easy to explain everything. But, don't let that stop you from trying. Looks like you found something to appraise~" he teased. Hiruko was considering a leap, something that may allow a bit of satisfaction on both ends without ruining the plan. Alas, that series of texts from Shota ruined his thought process.

Sakura intended to ignore those texts, however. He'd recommend doing as much ─ especially given the likelihood of someone like Shota sending twelve additional texts before a response was delivered. "Bad habit of his. I know a lot of people who send multiple texts back-to-back like they're in an online chatroom, but his are... weird somehow. Oh... but that reminds me, I have a thing to call someone about. What do you say to one more good one in this tub before I step out for a minute?"

Hiruko was apparently used to dealing with some very strange individuals. He claimed that he didn't find Sakura to be unnerving and even said he dealt with worse regularly. "Oh? That sounds interesting, still it's good... I don't mean to be unnerving," she explained of herself. She was having a good time knowing that at least after getting to know her a bit people didn't seem to mind her oddities. Her emotional range was growing as she interacted with others, but she didn't know if this was a successful transition or not.

That being said, something that was definitely successful was her flirting with Hiruko. That extension of her back was something for him to capture more images of, beyond that though it seemed her eyes movements were at least noticed. By the time she finished looking at him he was winking at him playfully. "Is that what that's like, I might like it~" she claimed after witnessing such a show of confidence from someone who had reason to be such. "You are quite worthy of appraisal in an overall sense," she said with a smile. "Still, some things require further study~" she said playfully. Both of these individuals were falling into their mood until a certain string of text messages broke their concentrations.

Hiruko claimed that something called chatrooms were the start of multiple texters but that even he found something weird about the way it was done by Kakihara Shota. "I have received a few multiple texts since getting these phones. But in those cases it seems like something forgotten and added afterwards, which seems more acceptable than thoughts spread across multiple messages which..." she paused her words thinking about it earnestly she came to an odd conclusion. "Sou ka, I understand why it annoys me," she stated, willing to share since Hiruko also called it weird she figured he might enjoy her thoughts. "Whether it is done on purpose or not, he messages like that and it feels like he's forcing your attention. You pick up your phone and because he doesn't send everything he means at once, even if he's already thought about it, you have to keep your phone in your hand... it feels manipulative," she clarified her own thoughts. All the while she stood in the tub stretching and showing her body with water falling from it. Her hands running through her hair and her body gently turning so she could reach for a towel as well. When she bent she'd show him the fullness of her ass before looking back over her shoulder to wink at the man in trun. "I also have to make a call, so take your time... I'll pick out something fun to wear~" she claimed seemingly amused by the thought of picking out lingerie for the purpose of showing it to Hiruko. She understood the draw of underwear though they weren't normal to her initially.

"Ho? Well, I've got some other things you might like too. I can't wait to see if I'm right," Hiruko flirted openly. Apparently, Sakura thought he was worth appraisal as a more general fact ─ whatever she meant by that specific wording. Whatever the case, she claimed further study may be necessary. How interesting. "Well, I'm an open book. Study at your leisure~"

Sadly, their conversation shifted right back to Shota. The younger male had a habit of intervening when he had no business doing so, even unintentionally ─ especially unintentionally. That thought actually went hand-in-hand with Sakura's realization that Shota consumed attention by strange act of force. He supposed that did classify as manipulation, regardless of intent or lack thereof... though Hiruko took personal issue with giving Shota the credit. "We should really come up with a better word for that. Calling it manipulative makes it sound more skillful than I think it is," he asserted. Hiruko himself was a manipulative individual. To think Shota was even considered as being in the same realm, well... it was almost a slight against his career. Quick to move on from that, Hiruko gained another short series of photographs of Sakura's rise, from her first shift all the way to that wink delivered as she looked over her shoulder. They each had a phone call to make, so he'd soon be on his way... shortly after an appreciative whistle. "You do that. When you're done, I've got something to study too. We'll call it a case study on which side of you I prefer looking at. You're one of one, but you might look even better from behind~" With that said, Hiruko winked once more and took his leave of the bathroom. He had a couple of phone calls to make ─ the first of which was to an informant.

Open flirtation between Hiruko and Sakura would continue. He claimed he might have a lot of things she might like and she couldn't wait to find out. "Oh? That does sound quite interesting, I hope you're right~" she flirted right back. Beyond this point, Hiruko claimed to be an open book, which was something that Sakura quite enjoyed. If he wanted to be such and used in such a way, she would take advantage. "Hai hai!~" she said seemingly pleased. Just as easily as they flirted however, the conversation would shift just a bit. Apparently, talks of Shota being manipulative didn't hit the ear of Hiruko correctly. Sakura could understand this, as it was a slight for someone to copy someone else in such an inferior manner. "Hm, I understand your meaning. I am sure someone has a word that works better, when I find it... I'll share it with you~" she said in good humor. And true enough she would do exactly that. Still there was a gentle parting to be taking place, and it would be Sakura who got to enjoy an appreciative whistle and another compliment she could enjoy. "Oh? Well, I'm sure you'll have plenty of time to decide. Or don't~" she said with a smirk.

While he left her for his phone call she picked up her own phone and dialed one of the newer added numbers, belonging to one Shinomiya Kaguya who would be answering while Sakura dried off and got picked out clothes. "Ara? Day one at the beach go well? I wasn't expecting a call, though I'm quite happy~" Kaguya asked immediately which gained a small smile onto Sakura's face. "Hai, I did a lot of things you suggested and it was quite fun. But I wasn't calling about that, I could use some advice," she prefaced as she searched through clothes. "Oh? Well, I can tell you a lot of things, as long as they aren't tech related. You don't need like big help though right? You aren't like in trouble or anything," Kaguya asked. Though she was willing to let the other girl live her best life, she wouldn't want anything bad to be happening to her. "Iia, it's nothing like that, I would have just come back if I were in big trouble. I'm with Hirrun so that isn't really an issue," Sakura clarified which made a sigh of relief take place. "Sou ka, that's good. He's great... but then what can I help you with?" she asked of the other girl, more than willing to help out in any way she could. "I feel the need to dish out a karmic punishment to a person who likes to steal people's girlfriends by manipulating them and thinks he's much better than he is. I know you've dealt with a similar situation before so I figured you could help me figure out the appropriate way to do it," Sakura clarified. "Well, I can help with that, but I need to point out how ridiculous it is that you've found a fuckboy so early in your girl journey," Kaguya said.

While Sakura began her conversation with Kaguya, Hiruko was reaching another male at the end of his line. "Make it quick; I have the worst hangover," said the man who answered his phone. Hiruko laughed, gently as to avoid aggravating the obvious headache his contact was suffering. "Water is the answer, Kaicchi~" he replied. "Well... I guess it's too late now. It's also late in the day, but have a coffee and something bready. You'll feel better," he suggested thereafter. In response, the other male could only groan. "Ugh! I don't even want to get out of bed. Was I even at the meeting? I can't remember..."

"You were at the meeting, and now you're definitely getting out of bed. I need the information from that contract sent to this number," Hiruko demanded. There were quite a few things that needed to be addressed in the pecking order of contracts, but he intended to make quick work of the transfer. "I need it on a cipher for Ericchi; I'm transferring this one." That specification gave the other man all the information he needed. A few more groans passed his lips, but Hiruko also heard movement. "Fine. I don't know what all the fuss is about. I know those Hoshimi really like their grunt work though, so whatever. Wish I could get out there and see some real action from time to time... or get some action," he griped. "Two minutes," was the timeframe given before Hiruko's contact ended the call. With that out of the way, Hiruko dialed the number of one Hoshimi Emi as he walked downstairs toward the living room.

Sakura heard out the words of Kaguya while slipping on a little thong with a small heart shaped opening over her rear. "It's quite odd, but I met him in the card shop. Before yesterday he only seemed fairly normal, I didn't know he thought he was taking advantage of me until recently. I also don't really enjoy him compared to others so I am not interested in continuing. Though I also need him realize how wrong he is for his actions and for trying to take advantage of me, and anyone else..." Sakura confirmed her desires. "Sou sou, one of those entitled types. Who puts forth what you want to see until he feels comfortable enough... or until he can't hold it anymore. Treats women like objects he's entitled to use the way he wants," Kaguya gathered. "Hai, his entire personality and mannerisms are poor imitations of Hirrun as well... the difference between them is massive and the copy is just sad and annoying," Sakura explained. "Alright then what you need is for him to understand the comparison," Kaguya said. "He was annoying to me, always saying things that seemed to be aimed to get me to act in certain ways or do certain things. I didn't for the most part aside from stuff I felt like doing but thinking about it after, I am surprised I didn't notice he was trying to influence me," Sakura explained. "Well, don't blame yourself. He was the one who betrayed your trust, who put himself out like he was something else and then changed up on you. That's all on him. You've already banged him and can't undo that... I mean you probably could but I assume that'd be pretty complicated. So, instead use that information~" Kaguya said her voice delightfully menacing. "Make sure he knows you're choosing someone else. Make sure knows he's the trash here. Everything he tried to get you to do, every thing he did that annoyed you or that you felt dumb realizing after the fact, try it on with someone better and enjoy the fuck out of it. Bonus points if he has to watch but make sure you gag him cause people getting cucked can be super annoying. You can use his own actions against him and show him what it's like to truly receive what he's been trying to dish out. You don't even have to pretend or do anything weird. Just your observational ability will destroy him, and having already experienced Hi-niisama myself I can say for certain you'll be able to show how much better he is," she said offering her the way of punishing that kind of attitude. By the time this conversation went so far, Sakura was sliding into a tank with sheer flaps and a little bra fully showing off her thick form.

Meawhile, Hiruko's dialed number would receive a cheerful answer on the other side as a girl walked around a rather expensive looking hotel room placing her rather long hair up in a ponytail while she answered. "Hikki! Enjoying the beach?" she asked as a normal way of having a conversation, using the shortened form of his name that she tended to when they spoke. Though she didn't seem receptive to his flirts she was still just a very friendly person at her base, and Hoshimi Emi wasn't at all the type to answer her phone aggressively, even for work related calls.

Hiruko was in for an interesting time. Already deep into a state of arousal, the second answered phone call was fated to cause a noteworthy throb from the sound of Hoshimi Emi's voice alone. Adding to that her choice of address for him, he nearly swooned. "I'm not going to keep warning you about calling me that, Emicchi. You're really abusing that angelic voice of yours, and I'm not sure you know the consequences~" he chimed with maximum flirtatious intent. "The beach is... more interesting than I thought it would be; let's put it that way. You're free to come visit later if you like~" he added.

As always, Hiruko doubted she would take his advances; that wasn't going to stop him from making them. Onto business though, there was information he needed... lest he have to make a third call to a third person before occupying himself for the foreseeable future. "Before you give me a soul-shattering rejection, I'm calling on business this time~" he said in strangely high spirits. "Anything on the clearance for that contract swap, or do I have to call her now?"

Kaguya was very free-flowing with information and with her own experiences added into the mix, Sakura was sure she could properly give out a karmic punishment. "Sou ka, that is great information. Arigatou gouzaimasu, Kayan!~" Sakura managed happily. Kaguya heard this one on the phone and chuckled. "Hai hai, I'm all for doing spiteful things to shitty guys. I hope it goes well... also don't forget to just have fun... that guy isn't worth the extra attention, just remember to stick it to him, whenever the mood strikes. My only regret in my own situation is that I didn't have more ammunition while I was upset, it isn't the kind of thing you want to hang on to, but while meting out karma, feeling a little bit of spite is satisfying," Kaguya mentioned. "Sou sou, I don't know if I've ever felt that... I did feel angry earlier in finding out what he wanted to do. I didn't know how I'd react, I'm glad I called though," Sakura managed which only to hear a little giggle from the other side. "Kufufufu~ Don't worry about that part. In truth I am just sort of surprised you weren't asking me how to get rid of a dead body. This kind of thing is way more manageable..." Kaguya mentioned happily. "Iia, Kazzun said killing shouldn't be the first answer. I try to keep what he says in mind," said Sakura. "Hai hai, sometimes, leaving bits of yourself in other people's care is the right choice. Morals are hard to manage so I get why you let someone else decide. I let Mi-chan decide certain things for me too~" she said so the girl wouldn't feel odd about her behavior though it was a bit extreme. "Hai hai, now that I understand I'm going to run it past Hirrun and make sure he's fine with being part of my torture plan. Thanks again ja ne!~" she offered Kaguya. "Hai hai, hope the karma ends up sweet, have a good time Saku-chan!~" she offered before they both hung up. Sakura then spent a moment examining herself in a mirror before she wandered off.

Meanwhile, Hiruko was given a throb by the voice of one Hoshimi Emi and she was having none of his sass. "Yes, you've warned me, but when I asked if you wanted me to change it you said no. Also it's not abuse to use the natural state of your own voice, even if someone says its angelic," she said. She knew he was flirting with her, but as it was simply his nature as a person she wasn't holding it against him. He even asked if she wanted to visit him at the beach and called it more interesting than he thought. That put some odd images in her head, but she'd not be upset with him. "I'm glad you're having a good time, it's good to get out sometimes~" she offered almost happily. Still she was getting ready to give him another firm turn down but it ended up unnecessary. he was apparently calling for business and wishing to know if he needed to call 'her'. "Ah, that's why you called. I've been waiting for word, but Kyo hasn't texted me or anything. Should I check in with him first... he seemed like he might have gotten busy and I didn't want to interrupt," Emi mentioned her shift in tone implying she assumed something she wasn't going to discuss was happening with Kyo.

Emi claimed the use of her voice wasn't abusive at all, but Hiruko would never agree to that. "It is abuse. You just opening your mouth could cause an international incident... or put a stop to one. You're selling yourself short~" he flirted further. Hoshimi Emi may not have been one of low self-esteem, but she definitely didn't know the full brunt of her own worth. Hiruko would gladly show her if given the opportunity. Ah, but he doubted that would ever actually happen; she never showed an inkling of interest, unlike her eldest sister. Much the same could be said of his offer to join the beach trip. She gave no affirmative answer, nor did she reject it... but he could assume the would-be results of that.

Whatever the case, there was business to handle. Emi hadn't heard a thing from the one called Kyo. Hiruko sighed upon hearing that; he knew that meant the job hadn't been done. "If he hasn't said anything to you, he hasn't done it. The Wardens are really finicky about checking in like that. I guess that puts me one more favor in the hole, as I'll have to make the call myself. Just tell that sister of yours I'll be sending the contract by cipher. Arigatou♥~" With that, if Emi had no need of him, Hiruko would then be ending the call from his end... right before calling the woman called Makima.

Hoshimi Emi, was indeed not a person lacking in confidence. If nothing else her family made sure she understood her worth in the world and she couldn't feel anything but loved and appreciated on a regular basis. Even so, there were limits to how much any individual could accomplish and feel about themselves. But somehow every time flirty words of encouragement passed Hiruko's lips, she felt like he meant them and like she might be capable of the random things he said. "Yare yare, you don't have to say things like that you know. A teen girl isn't about to change the world or anything. Though it's still really nice to hear for some reason. You might be the one abusing your voice, Hikki~" she mentioned almost playfully. She wasn't flirting with him but she would at least, give cursory acknowledgement to how his words made her feel, even if she had no intention of involving herself with him.

Beyond that point there was the matter of what he was actually calling her for. Since Kyo hadn't been in contact with her, Hiruko made the assumption that what he was after hadn't been done. This logic was because of the way the 'Wardens' as they were known typically behaved. "They are kind of weird, I've noticed..." Emi said about the Wardens. As for the call he had to make, she could only say one thing, "I'll let Eri-nee know. I'm sure she'll be happy... well as close to it as she normally gets. Good Luck, Hikki~" she offered the man the only thing she could, her well-wishes as he undertook a new problem. And since that call had ended, there was another starting. And somewhere in a dark room lit by candles was a woman with brilliant red hair and golden eyes with concentric circles marring their irises. She was dressed in a suit, perfectly pressed, in heels without creases and a tie perfectly in the middle of an expansive bosom. She was sitting with her back straight and her phone directly left of her hand with her screen lighting up to an image of Hiruko's face with his neck turned to the side, and the tattoo there completely visible and nothing else. She'd press the green button and as she was alone left it on speaker so she didn't have to move it from its place. "Speak."

"If a teen girl did change the world, you'd probably be the one doing it. And I'm not abusing anything. I've seen some crazy teenagers, you know?" Hiruko said as a matter of fact. He may have actually believed a single teen could change the world. Those minds were always a powerful thing right between experience and imagination, and now with the types he'd met recently, Hiruko felt something absolutely ludicrous was possible. There were already some young ones who made major impacts on the world anyway; now there were some with more ammunition. "Glad you like my voice though. You know you can call me whenever you like if you want to hear it again. That concert offer still stands for next week, by the way. Ja♥~" he said at the end of their call.

And so, there was another call made. Hiruko knew this one would come with some requirements on his end; such was the way things worked with that red-haired incarnation of devil they called a human. While the phone was ringing, Hiruko received the file he'd been waiting for ─ though he didn't have the extra time to send it out before his call was answered. Speak, the woman said. With a bright smile on his face that translated directly into his voice, Hiruko knew exactly what he'd say. "Rawr♥~" was his greeting. "Kimacchi... I need to transfer a contract in your area."

Meanwhile, Sakura would be receiving yet another message from Kakihara Shota. She may not have responded to his original series, but that wouldn't stop him sending another. "If you just want your daily protein shot instead of normal food, that's fine with me too♥"

Hiruko was full of encouragement for certain individuals, Hoshimi Emi was one of them. That being said, she wasn't the type to fall to his flirtation even if his words were quite flattering. A girl like her? Handler to a family of assassins was far from the position of changing the world, still something about Hiruko's belief in her was enough to put a smile on her face, "I'm sure I'll remember this if I ever make any world level decisions," Emi said sarcastically with an eyeroll. Of course this was also the type of man to take extra compliments where they weren't originally intended. Even so, she wouldn't deny he had a nice voice, just the same she wouldn't be calling him at random. Though that offer of a concert was pretty tempting. Whether she'd actually agree depended on a great number of factors and her own ability to establish herself as a non-target of his romantic advances, no one should turn down that concert for anything...

Moving on from that, there was the call being made to someone who claimed Hiruko should speak when she picked up her phone. Speaking was met with a little growl and a smile said woman could practically see through the phone. A gentle upturn of her own lips occurred as she heard this, at least her little pet managed to still be amusing after all this time. "And why would you do something like that? Is there something I should know about happening beneath my nose?" she followed up immediately. Though she didn't sound upset, there was always a certain sharpness to her tone, which left little to no room for argument. Even something like asking a question held a certain commanding nature. Whatever the case, she was genuinely curious about a change of contract, it wasn't as if Hiruko was incapable of completing tasks on his own.

At the same time, Sakura had been taking a few moments to get some pictures of herself in her new lingerie of choice. She'd wanted to see what she looked like before she made her way towards Hiruko to discuss with him her plans. Of course, she found herself annoyed about five pictures deep. As another message found its way to her hot bar. She read it without opening it and felt, disgusted. Whatever Kakihara thought he was offering it was not something worthy enough to replace a meal. He could give everything in his body and it wouldn't be such. And why did he insist upon continuing to message someone who hadn't sent him a single message in return? Was he really so desperate for attention? He would receive it, though it wouldn't be what he wanted. Knowing she'd continue receiving messages, Sakura made her way out of the bathroom with her things in her new outfit and set herself on a course towards Hiruko in the living room. She might even make her way to him before he finished his phone call.

As one could expect, Hiruko was promptly questioned about his decision to pass a contract along. He could easily handle any job thrown his way in this prefecture, but there was too much benefit to handing it over now. "It's nothing major, I promise~" he said, seeming to keep that usual flirtatious tone ─ if a bit sultrier in present company. "As for what's going on beneath your nose or... beneath your anything, that depends on what kind of conversation you want this to be. Ah, I'm short on time now though. I offered Ericchi the contract earlier; you know how she is when there's no work to do. It's not a job that sounds too interesting anyway, so I figured it was best to free up my plate too."

There was one certainty when dealing with the woman called Makima. When dealing with her, at least one required act was assured. Hiruko had no idea what she'd expect of him for this, but historically, he was put through the proverbial wringer. "So, what's the order this time? And while we're at it, what'll it take for you to unbutton that shirt I know you're wearing? I'm in... a kind of mood♥~" he said while flopping into seated position on the couch.

Just as Sakura assumed, there were more messages coming from Shota. "I do wanna see u play with it on ur tongue again," one read. "Be sure to tell me how it tastes. I'm recording this one♥" was another.

Hiruko's flirty tone and the like were very normal in conversation with this particular woman. She even managed to be mostly unswayed by his antics. In truth, she listened rather calmly to what he had to say. A contract had been passed along to one Hoshimi Eri because of how antsy she became when not active. That was fair, it kept their organization from having to deal with a potential loose canon. Still, a bit odd that the girl hadn't come directly to her, though this one knew why that was the case, "Oh? Pressed for time but still flirting is quite dangerous. I am surprised, Eri could have come to see me, if all she wanted was work. I do enjoy looking at her..." she said in her voice the smallest upturn of lips occurred it was a truthful statement. "Still a trade like that is fine. She is also perfectly capable of handling any work passed her way and since you're freeing yourself up I suppose I should be expecting a visit in the near future," she said as if it was optional. It wasn't of course, but whenever this man made his way to her, a certain requirement would have to be met.

As for the actual terms of a trade, something like this would require only a small act of submission. As long as the work was still being done, Makima felt no need to push someone and technically taking initiative to make sure a job got done and all assets were free and where they needed to be were positive things. "A bottle of wine, a pack of cigarettes and a pair of new shoes. That should cover the trade and answer that little desire of yours. Make sure to message me before you arrive, whenever that is. And tell Eri I have a new dress for her, if she finds herself itching for more work while she's here..." Makima said those things. Hiruko new well her tastes though not fully what she intended. It was obvious to Makima that she'd be drinking wine and enjoying cigarettes while stepping on the man in her new shoes, whenever that happened, but a single act of submission was far from the worst price Hiruko would have to pay. Perhaps she still held a bit of fondness for her former pet and simply wanted to look at him and make sure he was doing well?

At the same time, Sakura was reading another message in her phone and her face soured. She'd soon be casually stepping towards the living room with a look of genuine disgust on her face. Kakihara Shota was feeding her ammunition for the torture she had in mind. And it was only becoming more solid as she shuffled through her memories and found statements and annoyances which had been appearing since immediately after their time at the card shop. Every message he sent made her annoyed after the fact and every one he sent to her now caused a shift in her emotions she'd not felt before. It was quite distressing.

"What can I say? You know gambling is best when you don't have a lot of chips to bet," Hiruko said jovially. When dealing with Makima's demands, trying to entice her was a gamble in its own right. If she decided now was the time to claim her special form of payment, he'd be in a load of trouble if he didn't pay up. Ah, but Hiruko wouldn't be losing this gamble either. Makima expected him to visit, but not quite yet. "I wouldn't be in Osaka without visiting at some point, Kimacchi♥~ I have to get at least one look. Somewhere between three days and a week, I should have time," he assured.

So then, what did Makima want from him? Wine, cigarettes and shoes; he could piece together her desires based on that list. "Is that all?" Hiruko asked as if surprised. It truly was a miniscule order; he'd have delivered those things just to say hello. Of course, he also wouldn't have turned his nose up to the opportunity that combination presented. He wasn't submissive in nature, but... Makima always had a way about her. "Hai hai. If there's anything else, let me know. I'll pass Ericchi your message with the contract."

As Hiruko's penultimate business transaction of the evening neared its end, the series of texts sent to Sakura's phone did as well. Sadly, Hiruko's chats were looking up while Sakura's were looking... worse by the line. "U know I actually wouldn't mind skipping dinner to eat your ass," he sent. "Then I need to see and hear what ur like when you get really messed up," he followed. "Don't worry. I'll make sure ur screaming in pleasure since ur boyfriend isn't doing it lol," he concluded.

"You do say things like that. And some of the gambles that have turned out best for you, have happened when you only had one chip left..." Makima said. This man was very interesting given his philosophies. She quite enjoyed the nature of his being and beyond that his little pushes. Makima was far from the type to submit to another but, she often found herself making small allowances in acts involving Hiruko. "Alright then, I will see you within seven days," the claimed. There was something rather ominous about that statement, as if it wasn't at all optional. She knew he was a busy young man and while she didn't like things happening within her space without her knowledge she knew him to be one of the easier to trust to get things done. It was why she didn't truly cut him lose when he won his freedom. No matter. As for her own requests they were very specific and indeed it seemed he was still capable of reading her at least a bit. "I am not in the habit of being completely unreasonable Hiruko. You know this... I do respect initiative and a well chosen delegate," she said of her current modest requests. If he'd gotten extra work done by someone else and was coming to see her, then the items she wanted were more than enough. "Good. Now, say goodbye." she demanded. Her body already moving in that singular chair. When her demand was met the line would go silent from her end and she'd begin undoing her shirt and tie leaving them open revealing black lace beneath which she'd casually snap a picture of from the downward angle of her lap. Once satisfied with the image she'd send it to Hiruko and return herself to the controlled state she normally existed in.

Speaking of controlled states, Sakura was losing hers with every follow up message. By the time she was right outside of the living room another series of messages was reaching her. She'd noted they'd been becoming more vulgar somehow more disgusting as time went on. But all the things said about wanting to do things to her were fine in general. She expected that sort of reaction, but that last one made her brow twitch and unleashed an emotion within her the likes of which she'd never felt before. There was a snap in Sakura's mind which would almost be audible. Perhaps, a certain kind of person might have even been able to sense it. There was so much audacity in this person to think he could even compare... he truly didn't know his place in the world. But, he'd learn it, expeditiously. "Oh? I'm angry. I've never been angry before... that's new." Sakura said softly. It was technically a terrible thing to entice the emotions of someone who didn't normally feel them. Especially in the case of a magical being like Sakura... but he would learn.

Seven days. That was the agreement Hiruko presented, and the law he would have to abide. He knew that would be the case the moment he gave a timeframe, but such was the way of dealing with Makima. None could be so sufficiently held to their word than one interacting with that woman. To Hiruko, that was fine; he didn't want to go against his word anyway. "Seven days," he confirmed. Within that time period, he had some preparations to make. Moreover, there were other things he had to be ready for, despite Makima's insistence otherwise. She wasn't unreasonable, true... but in that regard, she was the most unreasonable. Something between a sigh and a laugh passed Hiruko's lips after her recent proclamation. "Ho? I know you aren't... but I also know what a bit of slack on a leash does psychologically ─ better than even the current Wardens. But, lucky you ─ I like the attitude. Tell you what? I'll skip breakfast that day♥~" he suggested.

Prior to the end of their discussion, there was one more requirement of Hiruko. According to Makima, he was to give farewells. Such was always the way, but he'd do it very specifically. "Mata aitai♥~" he said before all went silent. Moments later, that silence was broken by an alert which he checked to see exactly the photo he was hoping for. Sometimes, Hiruko couldn't tell who was wrapped around the other's finger. Oh well; it didn't matter in the end. What did matter, was the sudden sensation of murderous intent. Who could that have been? Well... the source was right at the living room's threshold, speaking to herself about anger. Hiruko shifted his gaze, knowing that bloodlust wasn't aimed his way at all. "I'm guessing you got more texts," he observed.

The energy and bite of Hiruko was always something appreciated by Makima. She'd made him her pet for this exact reason, someone who tested her control at the ultimate levels allowable but also made it worthwhile every time he did so. She'd never really given up on him as an individual, such was clear by the marking on his neck, she'd only offered him a bit of reprieve, knowing that he would wander his way in ever so often and offer her something worth the wait. "Good that you understand." she said clearly. Seven days was the total amount of time she'd allow to pass before a breach of their agreement was considered. She didn't know what she'd do if that was the case, but perhaps she'd be finding out, that'd always be a potentially interesting turn of events. Speaking of turns of events, her slack was offered and he seemed to understand the greater meaning behind such allowances. He even managed to, immediate produce an extra answer for her which she figured he would given the way they behaved when meeting. "Hm♥!~ Well, then I'll be ready to feed you..." she said but the lightness in her voice made it obvious that she was amused beyond normal reason. Well they always interacted like this, it was far from abnormal, in the first place.

Before the complete silence on the other end, with a proper ending statement complete with a unique sign off there would be words shared by Makima on the other end. "Ja ne, Hiru-pyon." And with that a message would be sent in the form of a picture and the current dealings between Makima and Hiruko would come to an end. Around the same time an approach Sakura found herself feeling a rather extreme emotion. It was such a newfound thing that it made her pause, footsteps which would have led to her being in her new lingerie in front of Hiruko. Ah but he sensed her approach and even her murderous intention. Interesting. "Sou ka, you can feel that much..." she said keeping track of how many oddities this man had. If any more popped up, she'd definitely be making a suggestion to the group pretty soon, assuming people like Miko and Kaguya hadn't already come to such conclusions themselves. "Yes, in ignoring him the messages only seem to get more vulgar and quite frankly audacious. It's like he has no idea that he is the weak one," she said as an astute observation. "No matter, I've had an idea about the kind of lesson Kakihara-san needs to learn. I wonder if you are interested in being part of it," she expressed of the moment. Sometime before Kakihara came back, Sakura planned to explain her torture plot fully.

Hiruko only had a moment to view the suggestive image of Makima before Sakura's arrival became clear. Her mood was clear as day before he even locked eyes with her, but of course... there was more. He had a look at the girl, and what a look it was. If not for her obvious present mood, he would have already started taking a full series of pictures. That lingerie choice was the stuff of legend, he thought. "I can feel a lot of things right now~" he flirted during a third consecutive once-over of Sakura's body and outfit selection.

It seemed Sakura had fallen to the most annoying part of Shota: his bothersome repeated messages that only grew in aggression over time. Indeed, Shota never seemed to realize how low on any totem pole he was. That lack of understanding would be his undoing; he'd been warned that years before by his own family. As that warning clearly wasn't heeded, he was now in a different sort of danger. Sakura intended to teach a lesson, and she wondered about Hiruko's potential involvement. "I have no reason not to help. The one restriction is still in place, so... maybe curb the murder thoughts a little. Anyone would have a hard time saying no to you looking like that, though... so what's the plan?" he asked, keeping up the usual flirtatious manner of speaking despite the more serious topic.

Sakura and Hiruko were meeting up again. The picture he'd received from Makima was something he'd looked at and then several looks came directly to Sakura. Though she was feeling quite... angry, she wasn't at all incapable of understanding the look she was being given. In this case, it was quite welcome it seemed she'd chosen her outfit for the day well, especially given that lingerie was a mostly new idea for her until the previous day. "Hm, is that how that works?" Sakura questioned almost rhetorically. Hiruko hadn't earned anything resembling anger from her, so he wouldn't be getting any. No, he'd be getting something closer to her normal demeanor as she tried to understand the feeling of anger and how to... mediate it.

Moving on, she was certain she should be calming down, perhaps the discussion of revenge would help. It would seem that Hiruko felt that he could help, so long as his restriction was kept. He didn't want Kakihara Shota dead, and Sakura hadn't changed her mind about that either. "Death is a gift I don't intend to give. Anger is a new emotion, I am working through it," Sakura said taking a deep breath. "My plan is fairly simple we should cuck him and record it. I think I used that word right," she said assuming that a human would understand her desire by use of their own vocabulary. "My thought process being that he's so certain of himself because he simply doesn't know the truth, and to sate my anger I need him to understand he was lucky I even looked his way. And that he can't actually manipulate someone who understands. If I had met you first, his fake personality would have been so obvious he wouldn't have received even a glance," of this Sakura was certain. Given the words that Kaguya had shared she was sure that she and Miko both wouldn't have even listened to a word this man said. "Besides, he enjoys doing such things to people and I think you earn your karma honestly and he earned this. A suitable punishment for a fuckboy. Apparently that was the word we were looking for earlier," she said thinking that Kakihara would be distraught to discover that he wasn't even an option when better was available.